The Bad Boy Has A Crush On Me

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Worst day ever

Eva’s P.O.V

You know what, life sucks.

Now, I don’t know why I haven’t realised it before, but it’s just hell.

Waking up at 6. Getting ready. Finding out that you’re on your period. Realising that your bedsheets have blood stains. Changing them. Then realising that you only have 2 tampons left so you have to run to the store at the ass-crack of dawn to buy more. But then they ran out so you have to go to another store to get it.

Oh, but it doesn’t end there.

At the end of all this shit, you realise that it’s 8:24 already, so you have to drive straight to school without your friends. Then you didn’t eat breakfast or even get a single drop of water.

And when you finally arrived at school, you looked like total shit.

But, hey, it gets better.

There’s a science pop quiz. I left my pencil case at home. I forgot my homework. I’m starving and dying of thirst.

But finally, I decided, fuck it.

If life gives you lemons, you squirt it in other people’s faces. But I don’t have the strength to do it today so I just glared at everyone.

Elijah has it so much easier.

He graduated college last year and became the CEO of his mom's company.

I wish I was 21 too.

Wait, why am I thinking of him anyways?

“Eva, solve this problem,” the teacher smirked at me. My eyes snapped to the board and I stared at the equation.

I swear that teacher hates me.

Who invented math?

What is the point of it?

I mean, it’s not like I’m gonna be using (a+b)2 = a2 + 2ab + b2 to buy groceries. Well, it wouldn’t be useful if I chose some other career path.

“If you have actually payed attention for once, you would know the answer, Miss Jackson.”

“If you would’ve payed attention to the syllabus for once, you would’ve know that you’re going off topic, your equation is missing a few symbols, the answer would be -2.3 and your hair looks extra greasy today,” I ranted with no emotion whatsoever. Everyone chuckled and the room was filled with a chorus of ’Ooooooooooh’s.

She gasped dramatically.

That was not needed but whatever.

“Out, Miss Jackson. Now.”

“Gladly,” I rolled my eyes and walked out. Bitch.

Camilla followed me but the boys were still in class. I think she told them to stay.

“Hey, you OK?” she asked as she rubbed my back soothingly.

“Yeah, I’m fine. Just having a bad day.”

“How about we skip the rest of the day and get you some food? You look tired.”

“Without the others?”

“You don’t look like you want to be crowded.”

“Let’s go,” I grinned.

I guess some parts of life doesn’t suck that much.

****

Camilla took me out to get breakfast. Her treat.

“Cam?” I called.

“Mhm?” she asked as she looked up from her phone.

“How are things with Hudson?”

Her cheeks became rosy from hearing this.

“Wait, did he ask you out?” My eyes widened.

“Maybe. We’ve been dating for a couple of days.”

“Have you told anyone?”

“Everyone knows.”

“So, I’M the last one to know?” That explains the treat.

“Maybe.”

“You’re lucky you bought me food.”

“I know,” she smirked.

“Urgh, come here!” I leaned over and gave her a hug. “That’s the only hug you’re getting from me for this entire year. Be grateful.”

“OK, mum.”

“Oh, shush.”

****

I opened the door to my house but all the lights were turned off.

I guess no one’s home?

Anyways, I made my way over to the light switch without tripping and falling and then turned it on.

As soon as they turned on, I saw a black office chair turned away from me, in the middle of the fucking living room.

It was like one of those movie scenes where the MC gets home and someone who works with/for the villain, the villain him/herself or the mysterious character waits for them.

I could almost hear the creepy background music as I took 2 careful steps towards it.

“Who are you?” I demanded.

The chair slowly started to turn only to reveal.... AMY. In a whole entire black suit that was WAY TOO big for her.

It’s the unknown that draws people. Mwahahaha!”

“Did you just steal that from Brushstrokes of a Gadfly?" I snorted.

"Hey, you have only seen the least of what I can do." The Cruel Prince. Yeah, she used it at the wrong moment.

"Since when did you start reading books that practically have porn?"

"Since my best friend recommended them to me. How do you know that?"

"I'm older and I read it to pass time."

"So, you read porn to pass time?"

"No- I- I mean- Urgh, you're getting good at this. Wait a sec, it that dad's suit?"

"Maybe."

"He's gonna be pissed."

"I sent him a photo and he replied with the chair emoji."

"So, you thought that meant you had to scare me with a chair?"

"Yes."

Didn't she watch that TikTok where you use chair emojis instead of the laughing one?

Since when did dad get a TikTok account?

Plus, isn't the chair emoji just supposed to be used in TikTok?

"Hello? Earth to Eva?"

"Huh? Yeah?" I asked.

"You seemed to be doing a lot of that lately. ANNNYWAYS, I got into summer camp."

"It's only the beginning of spring."

"Eh, I just call it summer camp. It's a special occasion where some students from our school go to another school to see how those kids are studying."

"Is Ashton gonna be there?"

"Nope, that dumb-butt didn't get in. Plus, I dumped him."

"Woah there! A heart-breaker already?"

"Eh, he's not worth my time. Besides, gotta start practicing already."

"Wearing that, you'll surely get a lot of guys," I snorted as I gestured to her outfit.

"Shush. I'll be gone for 2 months. The place is educational and only the top students get in."

"O...K... So, are you allowed phones or anything there?"

"Yes but only at break times. If they find you using any kind of electronic device at school hours, they'll confiscate it. You get your own room. We stay in a bubble. All that stuff."

"You do realise that you're 12 and you're my baby sister, right?"

"Yeah, but this way, you'll get to learn how to live without me."

"So, you're not upset you're leaving me? Do you even love me at this point?"

"Don't be dramatic. It's just 2 months. You'll be fine, but why do you look like crap now?"

"Just had a bad day."

"Hope it gets better. Now, I gotta go pack. I'm leaving tomorrow morning."

That's all she said before somehow managing to run up the stairs in that suit.

I huffed and walked into the kitchen to find mom starting to make dinner.

"Eva, baby, go pack."

"Why...?" I asked sceptically as I opened the fridge to take out the orange juice and started drinking it.

"Your dad and I have to go to Italy tomorrow morning to supervise our new project."

"When will you be back?"

"In 2 months."

I almost spit the drink out at that statement.

"2 MONTHS? How am I supposed to live alone for 2 WHOLE MONTHS?" I whined.

"That's why I asked you to pack everything. You'll be staying at my friend's house."

"OK, who is it?"

Her next sentence is what made me almost choke on the drink and make this officially the worst day ever

"The Carter's."

A/N: Hi. You know what to do if you want the next chapter. Comment. Hehe.

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