The Bad Boy and the Good Girl

“Please, Melanie”, my mom asked.         I walked off to my room. I really do want to go to homecoming, but i’m to ugly and no one likes me. My friends used to tell me i’m pretty, but I know they just try to make me feel better about myself. I used to be really confident until my ex boyfriend, Joshua, broke up with me. Joshua has had s*x with all of the girls in my school. Every girl in my school lost their virginity, except for me. My friends-- well now ex friends-- lost theirs in the 10th grade. My friends stopped being my friends when I didn’t go with them to a party at the end of 10th grade.          Now i’m in my room getting ready for school. I really don’t have anyone but my mom. My mom works a lot to take care of me. I told her I can help but she insists that I focus on education. My dad died in war when I was eight so now it is just me and mom.          I walked downstairs to see mom has already gone to work. I grab a water bottle and head for school. My school is 5 blocks away so I leave home early enough to get to my classes. I plug my earbuds into my phone and I put them in.         I start walking to school when I wetness sprinkle on my forehead. It was raining.         I started running until I heard a honk. I whirled around startled from the honk. And there he was, Alexander Mitchel. Better known as "the Bad Boy".          “Get in”, he yelled.         I jogged to his car and he unlocked the door. I climbed inside and look toward him.         “Thanks”, I muttered’         He was wearing all black as usual. He had on a black hoodie that was a but big around his body, but fit perfectly at the same time. He also had on black ripped jeans and black combat boots. He looked really nice honestly.         “Like what you see”, Alexander said to me, which made me jump.         I looked to see him smirking at me and I could feel myself blushing. He chuckled, probably at the bright red color on my face. I didn’t realize I was staring at him until he said that.         He pulled up at the school and parked in front, since there weren’t that many cars yet. We both got out, and I grabbed my things. I turned and he was standing right behind me. I stood there looking up at him, frozen. He then started walking closer to me. I walked back, until my back was up against his car. His lips were inches from mine. I felt his warm breath on my lips.          “You’re welcome”, he said, then walked away.         As I walked to class, I ran into someone I did not want to see. Joshua. Joshua was at least six feet tall, while in five feet and 2 inches. Joshua was a pretty good looking guy and he wasn't always a d**k. In middle school, he used to be so sweet. I don't know what happened. Ever since he broke up with me, I haven't been myself. I wear hoodies and jeans because everyone tells me i'm fat. I wear my hair in messy buns or ponytails every day. Joshua ruined my life. I thought he loved me but when i told him i wasn't ready for s*x, he broke up with me the next day. That same day he told everyone that I was a virgin. Now everyone calls me "Virgin Girl".          I looked up at Joshua and he looked pissed to see me.         "Watch it, Virgin Girl", he says to me.         "S-sorry, Joshua", I said to him, to startled to look in his eyes. It would hurt too much if i did.         "Leave her alone, Kent", I heard a voice behind me.          I turn around and I see Alexander looking at Alexander with pure hate in his eyes.          "What are you going to do about it, Mitchel", Joshua said.         "Oh, Kent, you know I will kick your ass in 2.5 seconds", Alexander said.         "Oh yeah, want to find out?"         When Joshua said that, I grabbed Alexander's arm and walked away, pulling him behind me. Alexander is a bit taller than Joshua. Alexander is also the player of the school, so I don't understand why he would stick up for me. Why would he stick up for someone like me. An ugly, fat, nerdy, w***e.          "So you do-", He started to say.         "You don't have to protect me", I cut him off, "I have been going through this for months now. Leave it how it is."         I could feel the tears in my eyes wanting to pour out. I looked up at him and he still had hate in his eyes, but the hate was gone when he looked at me. He looked like he had a softness and he was blushing slightly. He lifted hid hand and wiped a wetness off my cheek. Then I realized, I was crying. Alexander pulled me into a tight hug. Right then and there, I just let the tears pour out on his chest. ***         The whole day was a blur, literally. After I cried into Alexander's chest, he was all I could, think about. How he was so sweet to me. How he got us excused from all of our classes just to let me cry in his chest. I think I actually like him.