Meeting the Bad Boys pt.1
~Brooklyn~
My name is Brooklyn Smith. I am you're average 17-year-old nerd. I stand at 5'3" with dark brown hair that reaches down to my lower back, dark blue eye, and fair skin. I have curves in all the right places, but I hid them behind baggy pants and XL hoodies.
It was the first day of my Senior year of high school and I really didn't want to be here. I've got no friends and I get constantly bullied by the so called "Queen Bee" and the popular kids. I let out a sigh as I look at the building that is my personal hell. Meadow Hills High school. I enter into the building with my head down and my hood over my head. I head straight to my locker and open it. I quickly put my bag into my locker, grab my math book, and one of my favorite books. I love my books. They are my only escape of reality and some of the male lead characters are just so hot that I imagine they are with me and not the female lead. I close my locker and was about to head to my math glass when someone slams me into the lockers.
Girl: Watch where you're going loser.
I look up to see the Queen Bee herself. Lizzy Miller. She is your normal popular girl. She has long dyed blonde hair with green eyes. Even though she is 18 she had the body of a broom stick.
Me: I'm sorry...I didn't...
I was cut off by a stinging in my cheek. Lizzy had slapped me across the face. I place my hand on my cheek and look down.
Lizzy: You know the rules. Don't look at me and don't talk to me. You break the 3 rules I have given you and it will be more than a slap to the face.
I just nod my head and turn to leave. I just ignored everyone and tried to rush to class when someone gently grabbed my arm. I turn to see who was touching me. I was met with the one blue eye and one green eye of Sam Cook. Sam Cook is your typical Emo boy. He has jet black hair with blue tips, facial piercing's, a tattoo sleeve on his right arm, and an athletic build.
Sam: Are you okay?
I don't say anything and just nod my head. He lets my arm go and I head to class. Once in the safety of my math class I head to the desk at the back next to the window. I take a seat and open my book to where I had left off. I use my book as a shield to hide my silent tears. I hear the chair in front me move but I don't look to see who sat in front of me.
Guy: I saw what Lizzy did to you. Are you okay?
I don't take my eyes off my book. I just nod my head. The guy lets out a sigh and takes my book away. That is when I noticed who was sitting in front me of. Rick Evens. Rick is the same age as me and is in my 1st, 5th, and gym class. You see Rick is a ginger haired boy with green eyes, freckles, an athletic build, and a skater boy. Rick is only one of the 6 bad boys in our school.
Me: Can I have my book back please?
Rick: I will only if you tell me that you are okay and you tell me your name.
Me: I'm fine. I'm used to it and my name is Brooklyn.
Rick let's out a sigh and looks at the cover of my book with a confused look.
Rick: Shatter Me? Is it a good book?
Me: Yeah. I love the series. I've read it 3 times.
Rick hands me my book and was about to say something when the teacher walks in.
Mr. Johnson: Good morning class. Let's get started.
Rick turns around with my book and a few seconds later Rick gives me my book back. I notice a piece of paper sticking out. I grab it and unfold the note.
Meet in the parking lot after school.
-Rick-
I take the note and shove it into my pocket.
(This must be a trap)
-Time skip-
School has finally ended, and I was able to avoid Lizzy for the rest of the day. I made my way to my locker to grab my school bag when some of the football jocks surrounded me.
Jock #1: Well, Well, Well. Look who we have here boys.
Jock #2: Looks to me that we have a nerd on our hands.
Jock #3: Hey loser. What do you say we have a little fun?
The 3rd jock takes his finger and starts to run it down my cheek to my neck. I try to flinch away and back up but I back into a wall.
Me: Please leave me alone.
All 3 of them start to laugh at me.
Jock #1: Not going to happen sweetheart.
The 1st jock punches me in the face hard. My head swings back and smacks into the wall. My vision starts to blur, and I slide down the wall. The other two jocks start to join in. I curl into a small ball and try to protect my head. Two of them punch any part of my body they could reach while the 3rd one kicks me right in my ribs. I could hear a few of my ribs crack and I could taste the metallic taste of blood in my mouth.
Guy: HEY!!! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!?!?!
All the hitting stops as I hear two sets of footsteps running towards me. I can hear more talking, but I can hardly make anything out. I am slowly coming in and out of consciousness. I felt someone gently tap my face. I open my eyes to see Rick.
Rick: Hey Brookie. I need you to stay with me okay.
Me: Please... Help me.
Rick: I'm going to pick you up and get you out of here okay.
Me: okay.
Rick picks me bridle style and starts to walk fast out of the school. I lay my head on his chest to try to ease some of the pain. I can tell we are heading to the parking lot when I hear other voices.
Guy #1: Where the hell are they?
Guy #2: Dude chill. They said that they had to go and get someone.
Rick: Guys. Give me a hand.
Guy #3: Shit! What the hell happened? And where is Sam?
Rick: She was jumped by three jocks. Sam went to get her things from her locker. Alex is your mom home.
I lifted my head off of Rick's chest and seen 4 guys standing around us. There was Alex Jacobs and the triplets Ryan, Ryder, and Ray. Alex stands at 6'1" with a body of a personal trainer and a tan skin tone. He has blonde hair and light blue eyes. Alex is the leader of the bad boys he is always wearing a black leather jacket. The triplets are identical they stand at 5'9" and have black hair with honey brown eyes and a tan skin tone as well. But there is a way to tell them apart. Ryan has snake bites, Ray has his tongue and left eyebrow pierced, and Ryder has both of his ears double pierced.
Alex: I just called mom. She is home and she has everything set up to take care of Brooklyn.
Ray. How do you know her name?
Alex: She is in my 2nd period class you dumbass.
Ryder: Oh yeah. I have her too in English 2 class.
Rick: As much as I would love to continue this conversation. We really need to get a move on.
Alex: Sam and I brought our bike today so we can't take her.
Rick: And I rode in with the triplets.
I look up at Rick and gently tap his shoulder.
Me: You can take my jeep.
Rick: Which one is it?
I was about to say something when I heard someone honk. I look over to see Sam in my jeep.
Sam: Guys come on. Aunt Em is waiting for us.
Rick rushed me over to my 1987 Red Jeep Wrangler. He opens the passenger side door, places me inside, and buckles me in.
Rick: Sam, give me your keys and I'll take your bike.
Sam doesn't say anything and just hands him a set of keys. Rick closes my door and Sam takes off. I lay my head against the window and start to close my eyes. I feel a hand on my leg and look over to Sam.
Sam: Hey. Don't fall asleep sweetness. I need you to stay awake for me.
Me: But I'm so sleepy.
I try to close my eyes again, but Sam stops me.
Same: Hey. Brooklyn. Stay awake.
I look at Sam with a confused look.
Me: How do you know my name?
Sam: I've known your name since the 7th grade.
Me: Sam can I please go to sleep.
Sam: No. We are almost there. Just a few more minutes.
I try my best to stay awake. Sam keeps me talking just to stay awake. We reach a big house -but it's not as big as mine- and pulls into the driveway. Sam turns my jeep off and runs to my side. He gets me out of the jeep and carries me inside.
Sam: AUNT EM!!!!
I see a woman come running to the font of the house. She is a very beautiful woman. She is tall with golden skin, black hair pulled back into a ponytail, and light brown eyes. She is waring pink scrubs with a white doctors' coat, and tennis shoes.
Woman: Hey sweetheart. My name is Emily Jacobs, and I am a doctor. Can you tell me your name?
She asks me as she shines a small pen light in my eyes.
Me: My name is Brooklyn Smith.
Emily: That's good. From what I can tell is that you have a small concussion. Sam Let's get her to the room I've set up on the second floor.
Sam: Yes ma'am.
Sam takes me up the stairs and into a room. As soon as he lays me on the bed, I close my eyes and let the darkness take over.
