Winning the Bad Girl's Heart

'Of all the ways that a day could start, why did it have to start like this?' I thought to myself as I wrapped some tape around the bridges of my glasses. Some punk seniors thought it would be funny to punch me in my stomach, rip my glasses off my face and break them in half. And I was doing absolutely nothing wrong. I was just walking and then suddenly they just pounced on me! That is just messed up in every possible way. But now that I am in my math class, the last class of the day, I am relaxed. This is because now I am under the guard of the teacher, and if one punk were to act up and beat up an innocent student for no apparent reason, then they would have detention, or get suspended. "Alright class, let's begin." Mr. Hedges, announced. "Today will be all about learning the quadratic formula." he exclaimed. He went on for about ten minutes, before the door suddenly swung open. Everyone turned to look. Instantly I blushed at who was at the door. There stood Bianca Rose, a.k.a. the school's bad-ass. She does whatever she wants, when she wants, and she doesn't give a damn about what you think or say about her. But the one trait about her that was good, and I mean really good, was her looks. Those light blue eyes, her long dark hair, her caramel skin, and those pink and smooth lips were enough to make any man go crazy. And then those tattoos that covered her entire arm, oh my goodness gracious! I am just blushing right now just thinking about it! I have to admit that I have had a crush on her. But not anymore. Oh, who am I kidding? Of course I still do! Ever since freshman year, I have had it bad for her. And throughout these three years, I have never said anything to her. She probably doesn't even know that I exist. I could've talked to her through that time, but every time I even come close to her, I chicken out. I am a shy nerd, alright? Don't judge. "Ah, miss Rose. I see you have decided to finally join us." Mr. Hedges said, with a not-so-happy look on his face. "Yeah sure, like it would make my day to sit and stare at an old man giving out formulas for a little over an hour," she said in a really attractive voice. "Just go and take a seat, Bianca." Mr. Hedges said, ignoring her comment. Bianca rolled her eyes and started searching for a seat. The only seat that was empty was the one beside me and I gulped with nervousness. Bianca went to the seat and looked at me with a raised brow. It was then that I realized that I was staring and swiftly turned my head away from her, trying to avoid those light blue eyes. I thought I heard her giggle a little, but when I dared to look at her again through the corner of my eye, she was not paying any attention to me. Matter of fact, she wasn't paying attention at all throughout the lesson. She just looked at her phone and smacked her gum. She continued to do that for the rest of the class, until the final bell rang. I got up and walked out of the classroom. Without seeing where I was going, I turned a corner to exit the school, and I bumped into Bianca. Suddenly, I began to panic. "S-sorry. I w-wasn't watching." I apologized before she could do anything to me. The last thing that I wanted was to upset the bad-ass of the school. I've been bullied already today. I don't want more trouble. She didn't say anything to me. She just stood there and stared at me with a blank expression. 'Alright then?' I thought as I then walked right around her and towards the exit. "Well, this was a fun day." I said sarcastically to myself as I approached my Honda Civic. As I was walking, I heard a motorcycle engine coming from my left. I turned to look. There she was again. She was starting up her bike, when she saw me looking at her. Then, once again, I blushed and turned my head away quickly before unlocking my car. Right before I entered, I dared another look at her. She had an unreadable expression on her face as she looked at me. It was almost as if she was interested or perplexed about something. I entered my car and drove out of my school parking lot and headed home. As I exited my car, and came to the front door to unlock it, I heard another loud roar of a motorcycle behind me. I turned to look at it, and all I could see was a motorcycle turning the corner on the far side of my street. However, I could still make out the dark long hair that flowed through the air behind the rider. "Did she-" I said out loud to myself. "Don't jump to conclusions Cason Jones, it was probably someone else." I said to myself as I entered my house.