Bad Boy's Secret: Enemies with Benefits Book One
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Authors: Ella Score
Bad Boy's Secret
Enemies with Benefits Book One
by
Ella Score
This
is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are
products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance
to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely
coincidental.
Table of Contents
Chapter 2- Wednesday Already
. 4
Chapter 4- Breaking Status Quo
. 7
Chapter 8- Slutty Brownies
. 13
Chapter 13- Unhappily Ever After
24
Chapter 14- Dancing in the Darkness
. 26
Paige's POV
I take a deep breath, letting out all my
nerves. Relaxing my shoulders and cracking my back, I wave to Robbie who is in
line behind me now. We're both trying out for the musical Hercules for drama
club, it's based off the Disney movie. I look down at my sign up paper, looking
at the part I circled, I have one of the five goddess's circled. The way Mrs.
Olver explained it was, these five girls will sit on a bench at the bottom of
the stage throughout the whole musical and sing when one of their songs comes
on. Nothing too big, but nothing to small either. Peeking through the curtains
I see that the girls before me, are just getting started so I'm going to be
waiting a while.
Glancing at Robbie again, I see him and his
red hair and tall and skinny physique. He reminds me of a skateboarder dude,
and I know that is total stereotyping of me. It's true though, even the way he
dresses make me think skateboarder... and everyone knows to stay away from
skateboarders. Robbie is different though. First he is my best friends. Second,
he is in drama class and he can sing and dance. Third, he plays baseball.
Fourth he is well liked and doesn't really have people who don't like him.
Fifth, and I'm being honest with myself here he is pretty good looking, but I
myself have been put in the friends zone. I remember back in our sophomore year,
I had a huge crush on him, but it never went anywhere. Now, I just think of him
as my very good looking best friend.
"Paige why are you staring at me? Do I
have something on me?" He asks, and I mentally shake myself out of La La
Land. I smile at him panicking about his audition, I remember him saying
something about Pain or Panic the two workers for Hades, but I don't know if
that is what he circled or not.
"No, you're fine. Quiet worrying... it
gives you wrinkles you know." I smirk at him, and narrows his eyes at me.
Then his face softens, and a smile spreads across his lips. "So..
what part ya trying out for?" I ask, raising my eyebrow. I figured out I'm
really good at facial expressions, and being able to control my eyebrows. He chuckles,
and hands over his paper, looking at it, I see he has Pain circled.
"You know...you could do better than that. Like Phil... or Hercules
even." I hand it back, and he scoffs.
"Like you? Wanting to be one of the
gospel singers.." He smiles triumphantly, I let out a breath he has a
point. We sit a little longer and chat about who we think is going to get what
parts. Talking about how Georgia is most likely to get Megera, she is Mrs.
Olivers little teacher's pet and she can sing but her acting could use some
work. After another fifteen minutes, my name gets called. I stand up relaxing
myself again. "Good luck, and break a leg." Robbie says behind me as
I push through the curtains.
"Hello, Mrs. Oliver!" I great
handing her my paper, she smiles warmly and she starts in on her questions on
what role I want to play and if I'm okay with a speaking part. Once we
have all of that done and sorted through, she plays the keys on the piano to
one of the songs from the musical and I sing reading of the sheet music she
gave me.
"Great job!" She applauds,
as she plays the last note. "Thank you, Paige. We will have the final
parts posted at the end of the week." I nod, heading out as she
calls Robbie in. I smiles at him giving him a thumbs up, he roles his eye and
giggle grabbing my school, bag and heading back to study hall. This was the
first audition time, and I'm happy to have gotten it out of the way!
Sliding back into my seat next to Carmen, another one of my friends, I inform
her on how it went. She congratulates me, and then she skips back to before I
left and continues explaining to me her theory on Wyatt and Anne's break-up. I
barely keep up, not really caring either. She is of course taking about Wyatt
Drewmoore and Anne Wilson. They we're together for a couple of months, but
everyone knew that relationship was going know where. Anne has a thing for
Jake, Wyatts best friend, but he isn't interested in her. So to make Jake more
interested in her she went out with Wyatt.
Anne is the schools slut. Wyatt and Jake
are the school players. Easy as that, they will never be in actually real
relationships. I try to stay out of all of their drama, which is hard to do
with Carmen who always somehow knows what's going on. I could care less, I have
school and college to think about. Hence why I'm boyfriendless! I'm proud of it
though, for being a junior and not having one relationship in high
school.. or ever for that matter. I'm sure I've set some kind of record here!
I've had crushes don't get me wrong, but I've never acted on them.
Once the bell rings, I head to American
History, it's my favorite class next to drama. I take my seat in the front row
next to the window, and wait for Mr. Parker to come in. He is always late for
this class, because he has lunch break during the period before this. I look at
the rest of the class counting how many are here today, and I realize it's not
even a class. It's just me. There are only eight of us in here, yeah small
class, and today it seems the other seven are all gone. It's happened before,
it's mostly the other really smart kids like the chess club people and the athletes.
Both those groups are gone today for bug tournaments. When Mr. Parker does come
back, he rolls his eyes seeing how it's just me. The two of us go way back, he
is my brothers friend. They meet in college, and have been friends since,
including he did just get out of college last yeah. I'm partly sure he is only
twenty-one, but I know Patrick is twenty-two.
"Well, Paige what should we do
today?" he asks, leaning against his desk glancing at the clock. He
scratches the top of his head tousling his brown slightly curly hair, he never
remembers these plans so he never knows what to do when everyone is gone.
"Hangman." I stand up grabbing
the market for the board. "It's your turn." I smile, and he smirks
and starts making the lines for the saying. We have a little tournament like
thing of our own going on, challenging each other with history topics in
hangman. "R" I begin, and we get started. I finish
his puzzle, and I begin my puzzle as he check his email. We're in the middle of
mine when the door opens, we both stop and look towards the door.
"Mr. Parker... Ms. Easton." the
Principle, Mr. Wilson... yes Anne's father. "I'm happy to know you to take
class seriously.
"She is my best student, and I'm not
going to teach a full lesson with the whole class gone." Mr. Parker greets
him. I set the marker down seeing this might be a conversation that takes
a while. "Can I help you with something?" He asks, looking at
the papers in Mr. Wilson's hands.
"Not you, but Ms. Easton can." He
indicates me. He holds out the papers to me, and I see they're papers. A
students papers, and they're both F's. I look at the name, and I don't
understand. Jake Lincoln? What do I have to do with his papers? "As you
can see, history is not one of his strong subjects. I'm looking for a someone
to tutor him. Mr. Parker was right when he said you were his best
student."
"You want me to tutor Jake? Are you
kidding he won't listen to me!" I laugh, handing the papers back to him.
"Oh I bet he will. He has been told
the stakes of what could happen if he doesn't get this grade up. He said he
would prefer a tutor.. I didn't say who it would be either, I chose you. Of
course you don't have to." Mr. Wilson begins with the guilt tripping. I
close eyes, thinking long and hard about it. "You also will get the
volunteer hours, you're not doing it for free." Volunteer hours? I
need those, and tutoring will looking good on an application for a teaching
degree!
"Fine, but I decide what days and for
how long." I agree.
"Deal." He smiles, and hands me
back the papers. He leaves without another word, and I look at Mr. Parker.
"How bad is he?" I ask, setting
down the papers. I walk back to the board grabbing the marker.
"Second lowest in the class." He
says, and that's the end of the conversation. We get back to our hangman tournament.
When the bell does ring, we say our goodbyes and he notes it that I'm now two
points ahead of him. We were tied and now I'm in the lead. I take Jake's papers
with me, glancing at his work I see potential. He knows what the information is
he just has a hard time writing it down I guess. Stopping at my locker, I see
Connie and she is packing her things?
"Hey... you leaving?" I ask,
putting in my code for my own locker. Connie and I have lockers next to each
other, since high school start. I stuff Jake's papers into my book bag,
I'll look throw them more later.
"Yeah, parents want me to go to some
private school." She sighs, and I get confused. This is a private school.
No uniforms, but we live on campus year round. Getting out for the big holidays
and a month in the summer. That's how Anne's family is rich, her ancestors
started the school. Although I do wonder where the smarts went because she got none
of it.
"Oh.. that sucks." I sigh, it's
not my place to ask anything more. We aren't very close, we really only know
each other from having lockers next to each other.
"Yeah, today is my last day. I'm
actually leaving now." She says, and we say our goodbyes. I have a locker
open next to me. This could be good, new kids are always fun. Grabbing all my
stuff I head out the doors, going to my car, I drive back to my dorm. It's a
big campus, like a 10 blocks walk from the actual school building to my dorm.
There is a lot to do here though, equestrian training, mechanicals for
vehicles, labs for multiple things, two big gymnasiums, and three weight
rooms. Then including the two pools and football field and the field for track.
There is also a dinner and a library from students to work at. I don't have a
job, I don't really need one. My family pays for my schooling, but they said
once College comes I'll have to help out which is understandable.
Once I'm back at my dorm, I head straight
up to my room the dorm cat Fiddle following me. I'm partly sure I'm the only
one here who feeds him, and that's why I'm his favorite. Tossing my stuff to
the floor, I pull my phone out of my pocket and grab Jake's papers. He is the
normal stereotype, smoking hot, rich family, fantastic sports player, and
dumb as a box of rocks.
I'm free on Wednesdays and Thursday for
sure. Everyone once in a while Robbie, Carmen, and I go off campus on
Monday's and obviously Friday's are off limits who wants to waste time being
tutored on a Friday? Shoving all of that aside I open my computer, and fire up
my email. Sending Jake the idea of Wednesdays and Thursdays right after school,
I close out of it reaching for my text book for French class.
