The good girls secret lift

Chapter 2 (Aiden's POV)

Walking across the lawn with my father yelling at my back about how ungrateful I am isn't uncommon. Looking back isn't an option as he yells at me to get back in the house. Instead I continue walking down the side walk in our quint little neighbourhood.

Getting kicked out isn't uncommon, and neither is the arguments that always escalate to someone storming out the house. That someone usually being me. Every time is happens I walk down the street, thinking about what went wrong in life. When did I screw up and how did I become such a disappointment to my family? Ever since my mothers death, my father and I have butted heads like enemies in a boxing ring.  

 Before moms death my father and I would work on cars while my mom made us snacks. My dad taught me boxing and many forms of martial arts. We were really close, but all that changed when I was fourteen and my mother died from breast cancer. After that my father and I didn't talk, but yelling insults at each other could be heard for miles. I didn't even know he was dating till I found him screwing my step mother.

I don't know which caused me to get into fight and start doing illegal s**t. It could've been my mothers death or my father attitude change or all of it together baring its weight down on me. I started underground fighting because I got kicked out of recreational boxing for being to aggressive, and I started street racing for the adrenaline rush, and I got expelled from two schools within a year. I have lived at my current house for about a year now and am trying to be good, but that doesn't mean that my bad boy persona is going away. This place has the best underground fighting arena ever and plenty of street racers. There's this one street racer that's amazing and I hate saying it because she's a girl, but she custom builds cars and has a huge garage full of cars that she loans out like limos. She's hot as hell and doesn't seem stuck up though I don't know if I am able to say that since I've never talked to her. No one has really. Its like she's mute or something.

My thoughts scatter as my skull thunks against the ground forcefully. Thankfully I landed side ways and my head is in grass instead of concrete that would've cracked my skull down the middle.  The air is knocked out of me twice. Once from falling and a second time from a girl landing on top of me. I try taking a deep breath and get a mouth full of hair. It smells like lemons, which I never thought smelled good before, but there was more to it. I couldn't place it. After being able to breath again I look up at the girl that ran me over. She apologizes profusely as I look her over.

Her voice is soft even as she freaks out about hurting me. Her blue eyes are incredibly bright and her skin is tan. Glancing over her i'm surprised to see that she is in a pair of workout short and a sports bra. I see something on her side that looks like a tattoo. Looking her over I noticing just how tall she is compared to the girls at Prescott High School. She's at least 5'10 though its still short compared to my 6'5 muscular, sexy self.

" Take a picture it'll last longer." She say as she notices my glance, and finally catches her breath. " What are you doing in this town anyway?"

"I live in this town actually." She shakes her head whatever and starts to run down the pathway to what I assume is her house. Well that was a short conversation. Why would it matter why i'm in town? she acts like she knows me even though I know for a fact that we haven't met. I think I would've noticed a girl with a body like that.  "Hey, wait." I say grabbing her arm. Maybe if I can get this girl to like me I can stay here tonight and get her in bed at the same time.

"I'm not sleeping with you, so no. Go away now, shoooo" She says like I'm a dog. When I don't let go of her arm she looks at me expectantly. I've never had someone turn me down and it seems impossible that she would know what I want or was it really that obvious. I know i'm a player but I didn't think that it oozed out of me making everyone know.

" I wasn't going to ask that. I..I...Uh never mind." I look around at the other house trying to figure out what to do.

I go ahead and call up Tyson, my best and only true friend, to see if I can stay at his place. He doesn't answer and I remember he had a hot date tonight. s**t I don't know what i'm gonna do now. The gym that I do boxing at would be my next choice but its crawling with cops after they found out we sponsored underground boxing. Looking around I start to think of what I could do. My dads not going to let me back in yet so I need a place to sleep since I have school tomorrow. When I turn around still just looking at the different houses I notice that she's still standing there. Her eyes soften as she looks at me and she sigh as if she has to put up with ten screaming babies.

" Sneak in threw the back gate and go to the furthest window to the left when looking at the house. Climb the tree; the window will be open." After that she runs into the house. I don't know what that was about, but I don't like this girl. She scares me and I think she's is pmsing because of her mood swings. Either way I don't really have any other option, so I do what she says. The window is open like she said it would be. I try to prevent myself from falling flat on my face only succeeding half way. Grumbling I stand up dusting imaginary dust of my jacket.

When I come in she looks up then beckons me over. I smirk as she glances over my body. Maybe she's game after all I think to myself walking closer to the bed.

She slaps me and my heads snaps to the side in shock. She can hit, that's for sure. "I already told you there is no way in hell you are making a pass on me. I hate you okay. I don't know why you don't have a  place to sleep and I don't care. You can stay here one to two nights. Be lucky you got that much. Try anything whether that be drugs, stealing, or trying to sleep with me and your going to be missing a few limbs. Got it? Great. There are blankets in the closet over there and Shorts in the middle draw of the blue dresser to sleep in. Don't worry they'll fit." She say without letting me get a word in. I stare at her in shock. Why is she helping me? She is scarring me and how did she even know I needed a place to stay.

"You tell anyone that I did this for you and I will personally kill you with my bare hands. Don't be going threw my stuff either." I shake my head okay knowing my eyes are probably wide in shock or fear and grab the shorts. I decide to see if I can get a rise out of her, and change without going to the bathroom. I feel her eyes on me as I pull my shirt off, but when I look she is reading once again. My smirk falls and I grab a few blankets. I hear a guys voice coming down the hallway along with the thudding of heavy work boots, and jump into the closet. "Hey honey," the voice says.

"Hey Rick. What can I do for you?" She ask annoyed. I guess I can rule out dad unless she calls her dad by his first name. People do that sometimes.

"I was just making sure everything was going okay?"

"Everything's great. I'm just finishing up my homework then going to bed."

"Alright then. If theirs anything you need let me know." The dude says closing the door.

"Wait, I- I was wondering if I could maybe paint my walls."

"Of course you can. You can do whatever you want to make it your own. How bout' me and you go down to the store tomorrow and look at paints."

"That would be great, but I was kinda hoping to make it a mural of some sort if that okay."

"That's fine, if your able to draw."

"Yea, its kinda like my talent or whatever."

" Alright then that's fine. " The dude smile then walks out. The girl laughs and says, "Used to hiding in girls closets are we?"

"Shut up. If I didn't do that we would both be screwed." I say laying the blankets out on the ground.

"Doubt it but thank you for thinking of someone else other than yourself."

"What the hell is that suppose to mean? "

"Nothing. Night."

I want to complain about going to bed so early, but don't. Beggars cant be chooser. I toss and turn on the floor for almost and hour, and I keep thinking about why a goody two shoes would of been outside at 9 at night. It seemed like she was going for a run, but I cant be positive. Its awfully late to be running. I clear my throat to see if she's awake. She's dead quite and hasn't moved in over thirty minutes, but her breathing isn't quite even. Deciding to get a rise out of her since I have come to love the way she can stay calm but can still seem threatening I crawl into her bed. I have my arms supporting my weight and I kiss her neck softly.

" I don't know what there hell your doing, but get back on the floor. " I laugh but do as she says. I cant piss her off. I need to stay here. "Your not as I imagined you would be. "She says after a minute.

"Oh so you've been thinking about me have you? Its okay don't feel bad. All the girls do and even some of the guys." She throws a pillow at me and say's "That's not what I meant. There's a lot of rumors about you going around school. I figured you would be worse."

"Would be worse? Your imply that i'm bad. I'll have you know that I havn't ever had a complaint," I say putting a hand over my heart as if she heart my feelings.

"That's because you havn't stuck around long enough to hear one, and that's not what I was talking about. Whatever. Night." right before I fall asleep something wakes me up.

"Wait you said rumors going around school. Am I really famous enough to have rumors about me in other schools." She rolls over to look me with a look of confusion that soon morph to anger then nothing. Her face goes blank. What was that?

" You should know that I go to your school and have been for over six month now. " I look at her and then think about all the kids I pass in the hallway. I don't know how I couldn't remember her.

"We don't even pass each other in the hallway. How was I suppose to know who you were even if you were in the gossip alot . I don't listen to that girly crap. " She gapes at me then rolls her eyes. I feel bad that I don't remember her because now she's going to think that she's invisible but she's not. She cant be. She's beautiful and sexy. She has to have guys going after her and I should have known about her.

"We have the same classes mofo." Mofo? What type of insult is Mofo?

"Whats mofo mean and what classes?" I ask.

"Nothing and we have AP Bio, AP math, and Honers English."

"Whats your name then because I don't remember anyone looking like you."  Crap now I feel bad. How did I not notice her in three different classes. She rolls over, and nothing I say gets a response out of her. Finally I fall into a dreamless, peaceful sleep.