The Bad Girl

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Meghan's P.O.V

"Meghan Brooks, can you please make your way to the principle's office." I hear a feminine voice say through the speakers but instead of doing what I'm suppose to do, I simply keep my head down and rest as I hardly got any sleep last night.

"Miss Brooks!" The teacher snaps angrily, making my raise my head slowly to look at her. Her grey hair is tied into a bun on the top of her head as she continues to send lasers through my scull.

Out of anger, I reply with, "What the fuck do you want!"

"Principle's office, now!" The teacher growls in annoyance and I stand up, nearly tipping my chair over in the process.

"I heard the first time." I growl back and the teacher narrows her eyes at me, her glasses falling down her nose to make her eyes go back to looking cross-eyed.

"Then get out of here and go!" The teacher snaps once more and I find myself rolling my eyes as I begin to make my way towards the classroom door. Everyone watches me but before I leave, I send the students a glare, watching as they turn and look away in fear. When I am satisfied, I slam the door shut and begin to make my way towards the principle's office.

I honestly hate this place. Everyone here treats me like shit and that's the only reason why I do the same. The teachers here think I am a nuisance while the students think I belong in a mental hospital. But let's be realistic here: If I was treated like a normal person, I wouldn't be treating everyone like shit.

Well, not entirely true but I don't care. I am allowed to do whatever I please without anyone to tell me otherwise. It's just that the teachers and everyone here doesn't like it.

As I enter the principle's office, the look on his face tells me I am going to get suspended again, just hopefully not for the reason that is running around my head. I mean, I have been back chatting to the teachers and destroying school property, yes, and the principle knows that. What he doesn't know is that I have been breaking the school rules by selling drugs on school grounds. Hopefully he hasn't found out about that...

Hey, I had to get money somehow. No one allows me to work anywhere so I have to do what I do best and that is to sell drugs.

"Miss Brooks, please sit down." The principle says, the frown that is still on his face tilts more, making me shift uncomfortably in my seat.

"What have I done this time?" I ask, trying not to growl and lose my cool in front of him. I didn't want to get sent to another school again because to be honest, that is too much work for me and I am lazy and fuck.

My eyes watch carefully as the principle opens his drawer, pulling out a bag of green stuff that I immediately recognise as weed.

Oh shit.

"Have you been selling weed on school premises again, Miss Brooks?" The principle asks, his voice calm and steady but inside, I knew he is frustrated with me since I just happen to keep breaking the rules.

"No, sir." I say, trying to look calm as possible. The principle narrows his eyes at me and places the bag next to him, looking me dead in the eyes.

"Miss Brooks, you do realise that if you have been selling drugs to students on school grounds that you will not be attending Mainland High anymore, right?" The principle explains and I nod, crossing my arms over my chest.

"I know and thats exactly why I wouldn't do anything to ruin my chances in staying at this school." I lie and the principle shakes his head, running a hand through his dark hair.

"I'm going to ask you one more time, Miss Brooks. Did you sell weed to one of my students?" The principle pushes and I grit my teeth and shake my head.

"No I didn't. May I go now?" I ask, my eyebrow raising and the principle shakes his head.

"No, Miss Brooks. We will sit here until you admit that you have been selling drugs, " The principle begins counting his fingers. "Six times this year." The principle finishes and I let out a growl and scratch my arm in annoyance.

"Fine, I did sell drugs again. So what? Just let me off with another warning and we will act like this never even happened." I say and the principle let's out a sigh and rubs his head.

"No can do, Miss Brooks. I have given you way too many chances and I know you will just do it again and again." The principle says and I clench my jaw.

"Sir--"

"This is why I will be sending you to one of the strictest schools in Miami since you have been kicked out of every other school in the state." The principle says and I stand up in rage, my blood boiling.

"No fucking way! I am not going all the way to Miami to some fucked up school that will just treat me like shit like every other school, including this one! There is no way I will be doing that!" I scream in frustration and the principle stands up and places his hands on the table.

"I had a feeling you were going to say that so that is why I have brought the states supervisor to drag you out." The principle says and I turn to the door to see a middle aged man with dark hair and green eyes, staring at me. I turn back to the principle and slam my fist on the table.

"You can't do this!" I shout and the principle smiles at me.

"Oh, yes I can. Goodbye, Miss Brooks." The principle says and just as I am about to have another go at him, arms wrap around my body to stop me from moving my arms around. The supervisor pulls me out of the office and let's me go, narrowing his eyes at me.

"Okay, I'm just going to use a minute of your time to say that you will be attending therapy sessions with a lady so she can help you with your bad girl habits. Also, she has a seventeen year old boy and he will help you with your grades so you won't get into trouble at your new school." The supervisor says and I narrow my eyes at him.

"What fucking problems? Are you saying I have problems? Let me tell you something--" I stop myself from talking and let the supervisor's words register in my head.

A seventeen year old boy?

A small smirk appears on my lips and the supervisor looks at me weirdly but I ignore him and begin to walk out of the school building with the supervisor following beside me.

"Miami, here I come." I say and I notice a black Mercedes parked outside of the school and I hop in after I realise that this belongs to the supervisor. When the supervisor gets in, I look over at him with a grin.

"Your bringing my motorcycle, by the way." I say and the supervisor nods.

"Already sorted out, Meghan. Now, can I ask why you have suddenly changed your mind?" The supervisor asks and I smirk and lean back in my chair.

"Let's just say that I have a good feeling about all of this." I say and the supervisor nods before driving off. I close my eyes and let my thoughts capture me.

A seventeen year old boy that will be tutoring me? Oh, this shall be interesting...

Bring on the fun.

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A/N - This is the first chapter, obviously, so I hope you guys liked it. By the way, don't be afraid to comment your thoughts on the book as it is very appreciated. Also, don't forget to vote! Love ya!

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[ picture of meghan who is portrayed by alexis ren ]

Meghan's P.O.V

After listening to the supervisor explain the basic rules of what I should and shouldn't do at the school and at the place I will be staying at, we finally boarded the plane and now we are landing into the lovely place which is Miami.

Getting off the plane with nothing to hold, I impatiently wait for the supervisor to exit the plane. When he finally gets off, we begin to walk outside of the airport to see a whole bunch of yellow taxi's waiting for people to get in. The supervisor points to one of the taxi's and we walk over and I get in the back while the supervisor gets in the front with the driver.

Suprisingly, the whole time that we had spent together on the drive to the airport and the few hours we spent on the plane, I still didn't know the supervisor's name and to be honest, I didn't bother about it too much. He told me that we wouldn't be seeing each other again after I had settled in at the house unless it was coincidental so yeah, I didn't bother asking him for his name.

The entire drive was quiet and only took ten minutes until we reached the place. The taxi stops and I immediately get out, not bothering to thank the taxi driver. The supervisor meets me in front of the house and clears his throat before knocking on the door.

After a few seconds, the door swings open to reveal a lady with long black hair and striking blue eyes. She looks between us for a second before nodding to herself in realisation.

"Oh, you must be Meghan. I'm Hannah." She smiles and I nod slowly, looking down at her hand which is in front of me. I hesitate before grabbing her hand and shaking it with mine firmly. Hannah let's go of my hand and steps aside so we can walk in.

As I step inside, I take a look at my surroundings, slightly nodding in approval. Before I can stop walking, finding myself interested by the paintings on the walls, I bump into something and let out a groan, rubbing my forehead.

"Mother fucker." I mumble, looking up to see a boy who has light brown hair and the same blue eyes as Hannah who shook my hand a few seconds ago. I find myself smirking at the sight in front of me as I take in the appearance of the boy.

He is wearing grey sweatpants and a black sleeveless shirt which has Twenty One Pilots on it in white. I gaze as his arms to see that they aren't thin but neither are they huge like a wrestler. They are a nice size which basically tells me that this boy works out a little.

Hot damn.

"Uh... your Meghan, right?" The boy says, making me snap out of my thoughts on how to get this guy in my bed. I look up at the boy who is a little taller than me and nod, the smirk still on my lips.

"Yes I am and who are you, handsome?" I ask, winking at the boy and I his cheeks go red a little from the compliment. He scratches the back of his neck and looks away from me.

"J-Jake."

"Cute name for a cute boy." I wink, liking how Jake blushes more at the compliment I gave him. Before Jake can say anything, Hannah who is obviously Jake's mom, stands in front of us, catching our attention.

"Everything okay over here?" Hannah says and we both nod. The supervisor motions for me to follow him and I walk over to him and cross my arms over my chest.

"Can I go home now?" I ask and the supervisor shakes his head.

"Meghan, this is your new home. You have been sent here to behave and eventually, in the end, change into a new person. You are to follow every instruction and ever order that comes your way, got it? Any bad reports and I will erase your chances of escaping jail time for all of your bad choices. I am giving you this chance to change and be a good girl so don't get into trouble." The supervisor says and I roll my eyes.

"Be a good girl? I don't think so." I say and the supervisor narrows his eyes at me.

"Don't make me sent you to jail when your eighteen, Meghan. I have the power to do so." The supervisor says and I roll my eyes once again but nod.

"Okay whatever but in the end, I will not be one of those little bitches who obey every goddamn order." I say and the supervisor rubs his temple in annoyance.

"Then just stay out of trouble." The supervisor says and I nod, watching as he begins to straighten out his suit. He turns to Hannah and Jake and sends the a wave.

"I will be going now. Please, if Meghan does anything that she is not suppose to, just give me a call and she will be gone." The supervisor says and Hannah smiles and nods.

"Got it. Hopefully Meghan will be cooperative." Hannah says and the supervisor nods before exiting the house. Hannah walks up to me and crosses her arms over her chest, her smile disappearing.

Woah, bi-polar much?

"Meghan, since you are under my roof, you are now my responsibility so if you do not want to go away to jail when you are eighteen, I will advise you to stay out of trouble. Now, since you are going to start school tomorrow, I don't want you to leave the house and go explore because right now, you are going to spend the rest of the day getting to know Jake and he will get to know you as I have organized for both of you to be in most of the same classes together so you won't be alone." Hannah starts off and before I can protest about being in the same class as Jake since I know that he will be watching me with everything I do, Hannah walks over to Jake and kisses his cheek.

"Don't stay up too late. I'll be back tomorrow morning since I have a long shift at the hospital." Hannah says and Jake and I both stare at Hannah in disbelief when she leaves the house.

After five minutes of staying still, Jake opens his mouth to say something but I ignore him and walk towards the door, swinging it open to see my motorcycle in front of the house, making me smirk.

"Where are you going?" Jake asks and I throw him a grin before stepping outside.

"To explore." I say and before I can close the door, Jake places his foot in front of the door and frowns at me.

"My mom said that y-you can't do that." Jake says and I roll my eyes and kick his foot away, trying to not look at his arms which are folded across his chest.

Oh, just by him doing that, it makes me all hot inside.

"Rules are meant to be broken, Jake." I say with a wink before running to my bike and getting on, putting my helmet over my head and grabbing my keys out of my pocket before speeding away from my new home.

If I am going to try and change, I might as well spend this time to get everything out of my system before actually starting with the whole 'changing' thing.

I'm sure Hannah and Jake won't mind.

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A/N - I don't have time to edit the chapters so if you can help me by pointing out errors, that would be very helpful. Also, I have changed Ben's name to Jake so if you come across the name Ben, please point it out so I can change it. By the way, what did you think of this chapter?

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[ picture of jake who is portrayed by douglas booth ]

Jake's P.O.V

As soon as Meghan left the house, my mind has been full with questions and thoughts about the delinquent.

My mom had told me a few days ago that I would be meeting a girl who is slightly different from the girls that attending Bridgeway High. When I heard that, I thought that she would be disabled or have some sort of problem but when Meghan had bumped into me, I knew by the tattoos on her arms and the smirk she wore on her lips that my mom didn't mean 'different' as in what I first thought.

Meghan is a freaking delinquent!

All I know about delinquents is that they like to do whatever they want and nothing will stop them from doing so. Something about Meghan though told me that there is more to her than just the tattoos, the attitude and the mischievous smirk. She had a story to why she is this person and even though my gut was telling me to stay away and only tutor Meghan, something inside of me wanted to know more.

You see, Meghan and I are different in many ways. I am shy and basically the most awkward person you'll ever meet but Meghan on the other hand is outgoing and she probably isn't afraid to speak her mind. Some people call me 'the good boy' of Bridgeway High because I like to stay away from trouble and keep to myself but from what I am guessing, Meghan is probably going to be labelled as that girl who makes anyone and everyone scared of her with one glare.

You know, that stereotype for delinquents?

Oh that's it. A bad girl.

The idea of having a bad girl under my roof is scary but also interesting. Nothing different happens in my life and ever since I saw Meghan, I knew that my life was going to turn upside down.

I look out the window again to see if Meghan is home yet but just like the past ten minutes I have spent waiting for Meghan, she still isn't here. I run a hand through my hair and walk over to the couch, dropping down on it.

It is three o'clock in the morning so where could Meghan even be at this time? She doesn't even know anyone here in Miami and if she does, well, I guess she is lucky then. I rub my eyes, suddenly feeling tired as I begin to lean slowly towards the floor. I snap back up in realisation and stand up, letting out a sigh as I head over into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee.

Ugh, nothing is better than coffee.

Well, except for strawberries dipped in chocolate sauce, of course, but second in the list will be coffee.

After making my coffee, I walk into the living room and peek outside but instead of letting out a sigh and giving up, my eyes widen when I see Meghan crawling her way up the stairs. I place my cup on the table and rush over to the door, opening it.

Meghan looks up and grins. "Santa came early this year." Meghan says with a chuckle and I look down to see that I am wearing one of my red sweaters. I hold in a laugh and go over to Meghan, grabbing the spot under her arms to lift her up.

Holy damn, she is light.

"You know, I feel like sleeping right here..." Meghan says, falling towards the wood and I quickly grab her again, standing her up. She wraps her arms around my neck for support and when she sighs, I smell the alcohol from her breath.

"Where were you?" I ask, looking down at Meghan who is leaning against my chest, her eyes closing.

"Off to see the wizard..." Meghan mumbles and I frown, beginning to pull her inside. I close the door behind me and sit her down on the couch, moving her blonde hair away from her face.

Before I can ask Meghan another question though, Meghan goes into her jacket pocket and pulls out a bag of what looks like...

Is that flour?

"Spongebob gave me this, " Meghan says as she pushes the bag towards me. "He said that it is the secret formula for the Krabby Patties." Meghan finishes and I can't help but laugh at that one.

Wow, Meghan is very different when she is drunk.

But then again, I don't fully know her yet.

"So what is it exactly?" I ask, looking at the bag. I open it and before I can put my finger in to see if it is flour, Meghan grabs my hand.

"Its addictive, Jakie." Meghan says and I furrow my eyebrows at the name. No one has ever called me that but when it came out of Meghan's mouth, I guess it didn't sound so bad.

I look down at the bag, thinking that maybe it isn't flour. My eyes widen in realisation and I close the bag and drop it on the floor. Meghan is a bad girl so why did I think that she brought flour home with her?

It's freaking cocaine!

"Meghan... did, uh, Spongebob give you anything else that I should know about?" I ask, my hands shaking with fear. If my mom knew about this, I swear she would completely lose it and it hasn't even been a day yet!

Meghan chuckles and goes into her pocket, pulling out something else that is in a bag. She hands it to me and grins. "Its the essence that made Smurfette blue so don't tell Gargamel." Meghan says and I look at the bag and frown.

"Why does it look like--"

Wait, she also has weed? Oh my god, where did she get all of this?

I breathe in a deep breath before sighing, running a hand through my hair. "Look, you need to sleep it off." I say and Meghan shakes her head and wraps her legs around my legs, pulling me towards her and nearly falling on top of her. I place my hands on the wall so I wouldn't land on top of her and breathe out a heavy sigh.

"Meghan--"

"Yes, Jakie?" Meghan smirks, batting her eyelashes at me. I gulp and shake my head, trying to push away her seductive voice that is now stuck in my head.

Focus, Jake!

"Come on." I say and push myself off the wall when Meghan's legs untie themselves from me. I hold out a hand, making Meghan grab it and I pull her up, holding her waist so she doesn't fall. As we begin to walk up the stairs slowly, Meghan raises her hands in the air, nearly hitting me in the face.

"I like us better when we're wasted!" Meghan screams and I shake my head with a chuckle before walking towards Meghan's new room. I push the door open and Meghan let's out a laugh as she throws herself onto the bed.

"I can't believe the colour purple looks so cool." Meghan mumbles and I walk over to her and pull the sheet down so she can get under it but Meghan just stares at me.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" I ask, furrowing my eyebrows at Meghan and she points over to the wardrobe.

"Do you have something I can wear?" Meghan asks and bite the inside of my cheek. My mom hasn't gone shopping yet to buy Meghan some new clothes so what my mom has planned is to take her shopping tomorrow after school.

"Wait..." Meghan says, jumping up from her sitting position and running out of the room. I groan and I run a hand down my face.

I swear, if Meghan came with an instructions booklet, my life would be so much easier right now.

I walk out of Meghan's room and notice that the light coming from down the hall is from my room. I quickly walk over to my room and immediately cover my eyes when I see Meghan putting one of my shirts over her head, her previous clothes on my floor.

I didn't just see Meghan practically naked.

I didn't just see Meghan practically naked.

I didn't just see Meghan prac--

"Okay, now I'm ready to sleep." Meghan says, dragging me out of my thoughts as I open my eyes to see Meghan skipping back to her room. I walk back to Meghan's room and let out a chuckle when I notice that Meghan is already sleeping. The only problem about this is that her head is at the bottom of the bed while her legs are at the top.

I let out a sigh and walk over towards Meghan, picking her up softly and carefully, resting her head on her pillow. I drag the blanket over her body and brush her blonde hair away from her face just like before.

"Goodnight, Meghan." I whisper before walking out of her room, closing the door behind me. I walk into my room and grab her previous clothes and go downstairs to throw them in the wash. I walk into the living room to see the two bags of drugs on the floor and my coffee - which is probably cold now - on the table. I let out a sigh and grab the items, walking into the kitchen to tip the coffee down the drain.

I look at the two bags in my hand and groan in frustration.

What am I suppose to do with these?

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I flush the toilet and watch as the drugs go down into the pipes. I know that flushing drugs down the toilet is wrong but it was the only idea I could think of. I throw the empty bags in the rubbish bin next to the toilet and walk out of the bathroom, heading into my room to finally get some sleep.

I guess I was right after all. My life is beginning to turn upside down already and it hasn't even been a full day since Meghan got here.

I just hope that Meghan decides to finally drop her bad ways and at least try to change because if she doesn't...

I don't know what will happen next.

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A/N - Third chapter finished! Do you guys like it? I'm trying to make this book as funny as possible so I hope you guys at least laughed once. If you did laugh more than once... I absolutely love you for your amazing sense of humor.

-XmysterysmileX