1 Desperate Badboy

[She's both beautiful, inside and out, even upside down.]

✨A Y A N N A✨

"Ayanna. Aynnaa. AYANNA!" An annoying voice boom next to my sensitive ears as my book got snatched away from me. Ughhh.

"What!" I whisper-yelled and push my gold rounded glasses up the bridge of my nose. I hate being interrupted from reading, especially when I'm already so deep into the book. I was reading about poetry, Honey and Milk.

"Its lunch. Quit your nerdy-ass reading and let's go to the cafeteria!" Melody exclaimed enthusiastically as she yank me off my seat and out of the classroom.

She has always been like this since kindergarten, its where we became the best of friends. Melody is a badass type of girl, she doesn't take crap from anybody. And nobody dares to mess with her, except for a certain group of somebody-s.

Melody have beautiful raven black hair, sparkly brown eyes and a body meant for a model. She's well-known for her gorgeous looks and friendly bad-chick attitude, believe or not, at least more than three dudes would confess to her every week.

Then on the other hand..moi? Her bestfriend? I'm more of a cupid if you ask me. Endless number of people would come to me asking fir her number, as they were to much of a pussy to personally ask to her themselves.

"Cool down, you crazy woman. Now gimme my baby back." I whined while pulling the hood of my hoodie over my head. I don't want to attract too many attention and this girl isn't helping very much, even though she knew how much I hated the stares.

"No. Not until we buy the cinnamon rolls." She demanded while vigorously dragging me into the noisy and crowded cafeteria. I'd usually sneak away from her and eat my lunch peacefully at the library but my brain is too foggy to come up with another escape plan today.

After queueing for awhile, we finally bought our lunch and went to sit at the usual table, ah..ew, something smells like sweaty socks.

"Hey beautiful."

There it is.

Our school's famous badboy, Corey Guardius, also known as the guy whose desperate to have Melody Rebel in his bed like every other 100-s of girls in this school, I'm surprise he doesn't have HIV or STD yet.

Corey has a jawline crafted to perfection, bright brown eyes and soft-looking dark brown hair. Girls would come rushing to him like a herd of buffaloes with a snap of his finger.

I mean, this place is unbelievable at the amount of students who are no longer a virgin and most of the girls are taken by Corey himself, that's how he was given a name of the walking 'Sex Beast'.

Yikes. Talk about cringe.

"Fuck off, your ugly smirking faces are rotten-ing my appetite." Melody sneered, referring to Corey and his gang. I do have to admit, they are one hot group of friends.

Aside from Corey, there is Damien Lucifer, I like him the most out of the Famous Four.

He's the quite and mysterious type, with perfectly gelled back hair and tattoos that covered up almost his entire body. And unlike Corey who has a fun but a hint of danger aura around him, Damien is intimating, you'd pee your pants the moment he looks at you. Not to mention he can snap your neck with a flick of his finger, base on the look of his well-build body. That guy really need a break away from the gym. Ok, maybe I'm being over-dramatic, but seriously.

"AWW, please let us join you." Oliver begged in unison as he shows Melody his irresistible puppy eyes as Asher snorted at his twin.

Ahh, the two devilish fraternal twins..are not the ones to be messed with, you get on their nerves and they're gonna give you the most humiliated experience in your life. So don't be fooled by their cuteness and charm.

Both Oliver and Asher looked different as twins, and they kinda act different too, with some similarities in between of course.

Twins..duh.

Oliver is much more easy-going and fun to get along with, because of all the stupid jokes he makes, while on the other twin..Asher is grumpier and more threatening. Nevertheless, they're very protective of each other and those they care about.

"No. Yanna doesn't like to be disturb, especially public nuisance like you four dickfheads." Melody stated blankly as she continues to gobble down her fries. Why in the heaven's toilet would she bring me into this?! UUGHHH!

Instantly, all the four handsome princes snapped their eyes to me, causing my first instinct to kick in and cover my face with the book that I'm was currently reading, as I turn my head away from them.

"Hey Nana right? Do you mind if we sit here?" Corey asked impatiently but I kept a silent as I pull my legs, arm, head and book completely into my gigantic hoodie which could possibly have enough space for two.

I do not want to interact with them, its a waste of my time and saliva. He even got my name wrong! Niether of them deserve my attention.

"What the-! How did y-? Sigh, can you please get out of the hoodie? I'll let you sit on my lap." Corey offered seductively, I could even hear the infamous smirk in his voice. I don't know what's more revolting, him thinking I'll sit on his lap or him acting like a prostitute right now.

"She's not your everyday slut, Corey. Your ridiculous flirting and threats won't work on her." Melody said laughing like a proud mother. Well, instead of giggling your ass off, why don't you help me get rid of them instead, HUH!?

"I love the way you say my name babe and you know where else you can say it?" He flirted and I could feel Melody's eye roll from across the table.

"While flushing the toilet?" I answered him innocently and to those who heard me, burst into loud burst of laughter, while Corey were throwing daggers at me with his eyes.

Its payback, you son of a peach.

Not to mention, I'm quite shock that my little insult caused Damien to let out a small chuckle. Well that's a ginormous progress. He rarely smiles at anybody, I don't know and don't care why but I'm swelled up with pride right know.

Too busy admiring Damien's cute small grin, I didn't have time to notice Corey making his way behind me while doing his evil, nasty laugh.

"That wasn't very nice, Nana." Before his whisper could process into my brain, I was to late to stop him.

He grabbed the hem of my precious, pastel grey hoodie and pulled it up, at the same time knocking off the spectacle away from my face.

The whole canteen then let out a thunderous gasp, including Melody, as hundreds of eyes stared at me like I turned blue.

(No, she's not naked)

My long ash brown hair was messily exposed as my clear hazel eyes roam around the cafeteria in panic for my hoodie and glasses.

I seriously want to go home and crawl down a hole right now. All these years of keeping as many attention away from me as far as possible, came crashing down in a matter of seconds.

Everyone remained deadly silent as they took in every inch of my features from head to toe. Some even snapping pictures.

I was now in my plain white t-shirt and black ripped jeans, I've never felt so exposed in my entire life! And I'm not kidding when I say, too much attention gives me panic attack.

My vision suddenly became blurry as I stood up, everything was spinning like merry-go-round and my breathing was beginning to drift away. It felt like a baby elephant sat on my chest as I could feel my body collapsing.

Waiting for the impact to hit me, it never came instead..two warm, muscular arms wrapped itself around my waist and a pleasant smell invaded my nose, as I instinctively lean myself closer to the source before all I could see was pure black.

The last thing that was on my mind was that...I felt safe in those teddy-like arms.