The Good Girls Bad Boy| 23

Michelle's POV

Suspended.

The word I feared the most was stamped onto my the palm of my hand, and why is it stamped onto my hand?

Apparently teachers think I'm so high and mighty that I won't tell my parents I'm suspended so they freaking stamped it on my hand. What's wrong with the old fashion ringing the parent's house and informing them?

I was the one who got suspended when Mason was the one who blurted out that I slept with Damien and Damien was the one who told Mason, but nooo.

I'm the one who got freaking suspended.

I stomped out of the office after my meeting with the principal and marched down the hallway as I ignored the eyes following my every step as I did so.

Apparently I'm the talk of the school, not because I supposedly had sex with Damien but because I humiliated him and someone posted that video on Instagram and Facebook.

And that is why I'm currently suspended because apparently I was the perpetrator.

As I trekked down the hallway I couldn't help but stop dead in my tracks at the sight of Mason and Kayla. After all I told him yesterday he still went back to her?! Does he even have a functioning brain right now?

They're standing exactly beside the exit and that's the only way out, now all I have to do is try getting out of this god damn school without gaining their attention.

My phone suddenly chimed in my pocket, indicating a call and I pulled it out of my pocket and swiped my finger across it. A smile crept onto my face when I saw the callers ID and I swiped up and placed the phone onto my ear, waiting for him to say something.

"Are you free by any chance right now?" He suddenly asked.

"Surprisingly I am free, what's up?"

"I thought that maybe we could go get ice cream or something what do you say?" He asked.

I paused and nibbled down on my lips as I flickered my eyes back towards Mason and Kayla, maybe I should go. . . maybe I shouldn't. "You cool with that?" He breathed out after a long while of me not answering.

Shit.

"Yes I am, where do you wanna meet?"

"Cocoa's Cafe."

"I'll see you there," I said and after a few more words exchanged between us we hung up. With a sigh, I slipped it back into my pocket then snapped my gaze back towards the door where Mason and Kayla now stood. . .making out.

He really is disgusting.

I strutted down the hallway angrily paused before them. They hadn't noticed my presence yet so I took the liberty of wrecking myself through the space between them, breaking them apart.

"What the hell Michelle?!" Kayla snapped, I rolled my eyes and flipped her off before pushing the school doors open and sauntering down the steps.

I rushed towards my car and slipped in. Shutting the door after, I let my gaze move back towards the school's doors where Mason stood staring at me intently and Kayla beside him arguing.

His hands were shoved down his pocket and a frown plastered on his face, my middle finger was twitching, threatening to flip him off as well but I contained myself.

I've already humiliated him at home by basically calling him out.

I won't flip him off too.

I pulled out of my designated parking spot and started down the streets to Cocoas Cafe.

•••

I tumbled into the cafe and located a vacant table furthest away from prying eyes.

I lowered myself down onto the chair and retrieved my phone from my pocket to check the time. As I did so the bell above the cafe chimed and I turned towards the door, hoping that it was him.

And there he was, a wide smile on his face as he made his way towards me, "Hey," he smiled shyly as he slipped into the chair opposite me.

"Hey Brandon, how are you?" I asked as I took this opportunity to gawk at him.

"I'm good, how are things with you?" He asked in a cautious tone.

Weird.

"I'm fine actually, well despite getting suspended today so." I shrugged nonchalantly. His eyes flickered down to my wrist and he let out a snort. "They stamped the word suspended on your hand?" He laughed, I should be a little upset but gosh his laugh is so mesmerizing I had to laugh as well.

"Yeah," I chuckled as I pulled it back but he gripped it softly and intertwined our hands. "That's freaking awesome, I mean I saw what you did, you're a badass." He chuckled deeply.

"What are you talking about?" I asked confusedly. He sighed as he reached into his pocket and pull out his phone. He placed it flat down on the table and pointed at the video that's been circulating the internet for the past twenty hours.

"Oh my god, it's already at one million views!" I screamed, earning a few groans and disapproval looks from the other customers.

He laughed then turned his phone off and gripped my hands a little tighter this time. "You're freaking awesome, why'd you do it though!?"

I sighed, recalling the moment I "abused" Damien in the shower. "You remember Mason from the camp?" I asked. He rolled his eyes and nodded, "well the guy in the video apparently told Mason I had sex with him –which isn't true at all– and Mason blurted it out in the cafeteria so I had a little payback!"

"That's messed up, I'm sorry." He mumbled and sighed deeply as I shook my head softly. "I know what will cheer you up, ice cream! What's your favourite flavour?" He asked.

"Pistachio."

He got up from the seat and made his way to the counter, I slumped against the seat and flickered my eyes shut as I tried to rid my mind of Mason.

It's excruciating.

Horrible.

. . . .

Breathtaking.

"Hey, dollface, why aren't you in school?"

I snapped my eyes open and stared up at Brandon who lowered himself down onto the seat. "Did you say something?" I asked frantically as I sat upward.

"No, you look like you've just seen a ghost. Are you okay?" He asked in concern.

Oh my god, I'm going crazy. I could have sworn I heard Mason's voice.

Well, no shit you're hearing his voice, that bitch is getting into your head and you can't con–

Shut up conscience.

"Hey, Elle are you sure your okay?" He asked once again as he linked our hands together and gave it a soft squeeze. I nodded with a small smile and peered up at him.

He pushed the pistachio ice cream I didn't realize was already on the table towards me. I immediately dug my spoon into it and smiled in content as I began I slipped the spoon into my mouth.

"So, why'd you ask me to come here?"

"Okay, so you know we've been talking a lot lately. . .uhm kissed a few times I guess and I really really like you Elle, you're cool and you're funny and awesome to hang out with so–"

"You wanna ask me to be your girlfriend?" I asked, leaning in closer with a small smile on my face, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down nervously and he nodded his head frantically.

Doesn't he think we're going to fast?

I mean I don't mind, he'd be a good distraction from Mason and I like him a little bit so where's the harm there? I cupped his cheek in my palm and brought my lips down onto his in a soft kiss.

And that's when I felt it.

The gaze of someone as if we were being watched.