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The Mal Girl (Under major editing)

We happen to read a good girl for a bad guy. Why not turn things around? Skyler West is the student council president, school's mvp, the promising valedictorian, the hottiest, most handsome in school. All in all, is the perfect student..Well, almost. In the middle of his senior year, his father gave him a task.. "Bring Summer Grant to the right path". He needs to do his task so he can pursue his dreams. On Summer's side, she has a messed up life. A rebel, obsess in music. Branded as the school's bad girl. The two always fight and fight and fight.. How will Skyler handle the school's bad girl? Will he succeed? What if he falls for her...

IzannahFrame · Sports, voyage et activités
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22 Chs

CHAPTER 21

Summer's sweating from all the skating she did. She's taking a break and her phone beeped for attention. It's a text message. From Skyler. Of course, she would be expecting it. Look's like this guy is looking for a Textmate. She opened it and froze.

Her body went completely numb and unmoving. She even stopped breathing. She almost slipped off her phone in her hand. Her eyes were wide in utter shock.

H-how? How did this happen? Her mind asks because her mouth can't seem to release a word.

"Queen," John called to her.

But she seems to forget the world.

"queen," John repeated. What's her problem? Can't she hear me? He scratched his nape and approached her already. He tempted to tap her shoulders but then stopped a few inches midway. He saw what Summer seems to freeze from. His eyes went wide too and his jaw dropped. Their skate queen's hitting pots and that's illegal.

Summer brought down her phone and reached for her things very quick.

John stepped back.

Summer grabbed her skateboard and run out of place very fast. She doesn't even feel John's presence at her back earlier.

She did not know that he'd seen it and he knows.

John left still half-stunned in what he'd seen. He just trailed Summer by gaze as her figure's gone when she turned in a corner.

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6 minutes left.

Skyler just quietly observing around. While tapping his foot under his desk and tapping his hand on it. Students greeting him when they came in and some approached to have some talking about anything. Seems like everyone around are his friends. Except to those who don't like him.

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Summer skated directly to the school. She doesn't have an extra second to waste. She doesn't care anymore about her appearance. She's wearing a black tank top, pedal pants with six pockets and she's all sweaty. Her hair's a mess. She only thank satan she doesn't have a foul smell. Well, maybe her sweat but it's not that disgusting. She'll worry about putting some perfume later. Or a nice shower.

5 minutes left.

She should make it or else, her life would end.

She's so grateful she professionally knows how to skate or she could have already swum to the ground, fall off the stairs but she exhibited a move, she could have nearly hit many people, they all shouted at her for being so careless, she could have been hit by some vehicles if she hadn't controlled her skate to stop and run on it again.

Summer's been attracting unwanted attention around her. Especially some cops who're trying to catch her.

She laughed at the thought.

Why would they catch her? It's not like she's riding a car and overspeeding. As if there's a speedometer on her skates that she would know what's her speed and if she'd passed the limit.

But she doesn't have even a single nanosecond to enjoy the moment. She ignored them and speeded more if that's even possible in her current speed.

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Only 1 minute and 30 seconds left after Skyler checked his wristwatch.

Hhmmm.. What will it be Summer?

He thought.

Their teacher had arrived and move to the table at the front, putting down her things.

1 minute..

Summer's at the building now. Dashing to her classroom.

30 seconds..

Skyler looked at the door.

15 seconds..

Skyler waited nervously.

Don't do something you'll regret Summer. Decide wisely.

5 seconds.....

4....

3...

2..

1.

The bell rang as the door banged open loudly. Skyler's neck swivelled at the direction of it. There stood, or leaning with one hand at the doorframe, is Summer. Panting very hard, gasping for breath, all sweaty, have bird's nest hair, sweats still trickling down her forehead, cheeks, chin, down to her throat and chest. She looks smoking hot from the sweat and she's wearing a tank top.

Everyone's staring at her direction.

"a very grand entrance Summer." The teacher spoke after a moment of surprise.

"shut... Up." She said through panting.

Summer, still panting, composed herself and forced to take a step in. She's still so worn out from the activity. Though it's fun but very tiring. But the reason for her fun is a total hell.

She closed the door behind her and approached her seat. Besides the devil of her life. Skyler. She knew he would do something but she hasn't had any idea he could do hell at her. He's right. Never mess up with him.

So, Summer had been skating and flew up here for the time limit. If he hasn't sent her the picture, she did plan not to attend classes today also.

But that would change now.

Summer gave him her most evil glare then ignored him the rest of the class.

She turns up to all her classes today. Not even peeking a glance at Skyler.

She has to do something. Anything!

Then an idea struck her. She needs to steal Skyler's phone to erase it. And she has to do it very carefully and unnoticed if she doesn't want her and her friends got expelled when their year's almost ending. Choices are: getting expelled, put into jail, or force them to join a rehabilitation program. And she'd never wanted to end up at one of those. She can't even imagine it. But it's so possible once the picture had spread or worst reported to the authority.

Doing it is okay, but getting caught with it is completely another thing.

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The next day..

"hmm.. Completing the attendance huh." Gianna popped at her side. Walking with her in the hallway.

She still hasn't thought of how to have Skyler's phone. By the way, would she tell her friends about it? To give them a warning? To help her steal the phone? How about to plan Skyler's murder? Or beat him up and threaten him?

"wow! I'm walking with an air beside me!" Gianna uttered. That made Summer swim out of her thoughts. She looked at her friend.

"what's your problem?" Summer asked. Mildly irritated in breaking her thoughts.

Gianna gasped mockingly. "seriously, am I the one who should be asked by that?!" Gianna narrowed her eyes at Summer.

Summer just give her a blank face.

"you! What's your problem?" Gianna asked accusingly. Pointing that she's the one who has a problem.

No.

She decided.

She won't tell her friends about it. She'll be fixing it herself.

"nothing. I have to go. See you around." She walked out of her friend.

She just needs to try something before giving up and have his way over her.

So, her mission is: STEAL SKYLER'S PHONE

Will she succeed?