The Bad Boy's Attraction

Oh Hail The King

"Fresh meat!"

Brendan turns lazily to his friend Nate and finds him with eyes excitedly scanning their school hall. Their hook up man as they call him, is already putting his skill set to use so early in the game. 

It's a busy morning as can be expected on the very first day of school. Old and new students are pouring in, filling up the hallways. The place looks like a busy market place, which is their perfect place to find their prize. Everyone seems to be rushing for one thing or another oblivious of the sharp pair of eyes that are busy hunting for their prey.

The 'elites' as they are famously known around Blackwood high school, Brendan and his boys are the pure definition of the perfect breed of hot, arrogant, mean, full of themselves bad boys that are the sole object of every girl's fantasy at Blackwood high. They are seated on their favourite spot on the stairs overlooking the entire hallway, all the way to the school's entrance.

It's the first day of their senior year and as with every new year it's time for their famous and favourite tradition that they call gold rush for the elite group of Blackwood high. They have the elites before them to thank for this beautiful tradition that has nothing to do with the actual gold rush but everything to do with new chicks, fresh blood and all the hearts they will be breaking along the way. 

It's one of their most exciting days as it sets the pace for how much fun they will be having in the rest of the year. Not to mention how their reputation is going to soar among the female folk of Blackwood high. And now that they are seniors, the fishing pool just got wider. 

Brendan licks his lips while a wicked smile follows his action. As the leader of the handsome pack, he is feeling extra naughty this year and is determined to leave a mark as the best or rather worst version of the elites' king to have ever ruled Blackwood high. The hall of fame or their black book is sure to be painted with all their achievements of the year. And by achievements, he means the names of every girl that will end up in their web by graduation. 

Last year is gone and so is any form of relationship that ever existed between any elite member and whichever girl they got trapped in their famous web. As their motto goes 'nothing is meant to last'. Something every girl knows, but the boys just know how to make the whole experience so tempting such that the maidens willingly want a taste of it even if it's for a day.

"Walk with me." Brendan says smoothly and just like that, the pack is on the move strutting the floors of Blackwood high like the god's they are. And like clockwork eyes turn to them and oohs and aahs emanate from the maidens of Blackwood high. It's almost as if they were being worshipped with some of the girls trying to get close enough just to get a whiff of them. But while they obviously know they make every girl go weak in the knees, it's kind of important for them to stick to their code of ethics which is nothing but their preferred taste. Nothing just goes with them.

The dreamy eyes are never in short supply though as every girl secretly wishes at least a pair of eyes from the pack lands on them. 

" There, 12 o'clock, blonde, legs to die for."

"Nah...too obvious" Brendan rolls his eyes at the girl Nate just pointed at. He can tell that as much as she is pretending to look away she is well aware that he and his mates are looking.

"Alright..How about right there next to Blondie, pink top.." Nate points to a group of girls that are whispering among themselves as they look their way. The boys laugh when they see them trying to make their looks perfect when they realise they are being checked out.

"Nah...might be too clingy." Brendan replies sounding bored. Nothing washes a predatory challenge away like a girl who's screaming take me.

"Did you get rusty over the break or what?" Brendan gives Nate a pointed look. Their hook up guy is usually at the top of his game which doesn't look like it at the moment. It may not be his expertise to pick them out which Nate is usually good at, but even he can tell most of these won't just do. 

'I won't risk ending up with someone who will be too obsessed with me to even kiss my feet." He raises his eyebrow at Nate. Even though as king he doesn't mind a little worship here and there. 

"Just chill and be patient man." Nate replies, sounding his usual calm and confident self.

"Hey did you start without me?"

Cooper's voice rings in Brendan's ears and he laughs.

"You know there is plenty to go round dude!" Brendan replies before giving a side hug to their wingman. Always late but very efficient when executing his tasks.

They all burst out laughing as every eye turns their direction at the sound of their laughter.

"Damn right about that." Cooper replies as he gives him a high five.

"So...Nate, how's it going in your department?" Cooper drapes his arm over Nate's shoulders while a grin is plastered on his face.

"Now what do we have here?" 

Brendan looks at Nate who has his finger on his lips appearing to be thinking. His eyes look like they are fixed on something or rather someone and Brendan looks wherever he is looking and finds nothing that interests him, not even one bit. 

"What are you on about? There is nothing there." Brendan frowns when he honestly can't spot anyone that would remotely interest any of their tastes.

"I know, and that my friend is what will make this catch worth it" Nate replies as he pats him on his back making Brendan look at him confused. 

"Don't tell me you have forgotten a certain little payback time just to annoy daddy dearest? And what better way to do it than humiliate a bookworm?" 

Nate replies while Brendan grits his teeth at the reminder of his unpleasant morning with his overbearing father.

The man knows just how to tick him off so early in the morning, making him want to crawl under a rock and die from his constant nagging about how he expects him to be the perfect son.

The mere thought of it rubs him the wrong way already and he lets out a very annoyed sigh, if there is such a thing. Of course he has no intention of abiding by any of his father's wishes as long as Mr. Bachmann refuses to let him stay with his mother. They have been at it for so long after his parent's divorce but the man simply refuses to budge on his decision.

"Earth to Brendan!"

He finds Nate in his face trying to snap him out of his thoughts that have a tendency of distracting him.

"Don't go zoning out on me man, after all this is all for you." Nate grins before turning away from him and focussing on his task at hand.

"Where were we? Ah..." He hears Nate mumble to himself making him laugh. If only they paid this much attention to their studies too. But as everybody knows, high school is not something they really need but is just their parent's sorry attempt at making them responsible citizens.

"And there she goes." Nate exclaims making Brendan follow his gaze and at the end of it he finds her. Long brunette hair framing her face which he finds too plain for his taste, her choice of clothes makes him cringe. It's as if she didn't care at all that she would be in school where almost every girl is on their A game when it comes to looks. He wonders which school she is coming from because he certainly doesn't remember seeing her face around, not that he would even cast a glance at such a creature.

Just the way she is dressed screams nerd and bookworm, the two traits that would never fit in his world even if they tried. She is definitely the all serious type of girl that could carry all the focus in the world on her shoulders. 

While Brendan and his mate's grades leave much to be desired, their observation skills are impeccable, making them make a pretty good and accurate assessment of their prey. And looking at his target, he understands Nate's excitement. She will definitely give him the desired results he is looking for. It's a weird way for one to rebel against his parents, but Brendan knows his father pretty well. His desire to be perfect in every way is like his very own tailor made design of OCD. 

"Wish me luck." Brendan smirks at his posse that smirk right back before giving him air high fives. 

He runs his fingers through his beautifully styled jet black mane and he feels like his favourite movie character just before they charm their way to a damsel's heart. He takes one last look at his target before deciding to walk towards her. If he was anyone else this act would definitely tank his reputation but he is B.B, Brendan Bachmann the hunk and king of Blackwood high. He can get away with anything or simply make it a new trend. He is probably over confident but it is what it is.

He takes his time walking while studying her some more and he can clearly tell she is way below his league. So much for getting back at his father he scoffs as he gets near her ready to put on his charm.

He was just going to flirt with her initially but when he sees their uptight principal approaching from behind her, he changes his mind. He decides to really put himself in some real trouble and while he is at it he decides to add some spice into it. He stalks towards his target in all his handsome glory as he hears oohs and aahs from his super fans. He smirks as their giggles and screams sound like a huge shout of 'oh hail the king'.