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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