The Good Girl's Bad Side Series

ey's

top talking. The party's tonight, which means it's Friday and also means that I must go somewhere. I haven't been looking for

interrupt her as we s

e says, "S

re," I cut h

tioning for R an

are

h to sing and dance at th

and

to dance as wel

awesome,

school and her dad owns this shipping company which makes her rich. I bet the only reason why people worship her is because sh

ealous," I laugh at her statement and

...

are going to the

talking about the

the best parties, is hosting it," Kaitlyn answers. We are sitting in the cafeteria, since

nd take a slice

elationship stands, so they went somewhere to talk in private. "Really? Are those two finally dating?" Kaitlyn asks and her eyes sparkle with excitement. "N

ice. Everyone at the table's staring wide eyed at the myst

ristan

" I raise

ts me up from my seat, putting roughly back on the ground so that I'm on my feet. This

ad to pick me up, drag into the hallway, and make m

ear yesterday?"

I ask co

hat did you hear?" He asks and yesterday's memory of him yel

ng," I

't l

m n

e and I think that even the Mystery Inc won't be able to solve him. Yeah I st

know what just happened. "He just wanted to know if I overheard his conversation with someone on the phone," I broke the silence. Every

I go to maths class. I enter the classroom and see that there's only a few people, cons

to see the trio standing in front

ins. Oh boy. I nod at him. "So what are you listening to?" Chase asks me as Tristan sits down behind me. "The Weekend," I re

nd the three boys snicker. Mr Thompson didn't even bother explaining the work we had to do just gave us a worksheet. With having practiced the equations that are pr

it

at

work. "Don't even bother," I hear Tristan

ur work," Mr Thomp

ots like you," Mr Thompson scowls. "Is that what your teacher said to you back in your days?" Jordan grins and an 'ooh' is heard from the class as learners start chuckling. Mr Thompson's face becomes a

is one

...

not be able to attend, but I'm not going to tell her that. I'll try to make it. "Yes Peyton, I won't forget, but I'm

lly don't care,"

the ones I need for my homework. After shutting my locker, I exit the school and head to my car, and I throw my bag in the backseat as I sit

ng to punish me or something? 'Cause if I don't go where I need to go, I'll be dead. I

around and surprisingly s

stback. I love Mustangs. I get into the passenger seat, Tristan puts the key in ignition and the car roars to life. Gosh this is so amazing. The fresh scent of a new car p

surround us. "The old building towards the outskirts of town,"

eal with som

busi

n't conc

iving you there," he takes a second to lo

e me there, so just drive and shut up," I hear

and his knuckles stiffen as his grip on the steering wheel tightens. "Is th

es

ich

know,"

put on some music?" I ask him. He simply pressed the on button on the

de of the road. He scans the building and its surroundings a

n some errand

his p

re a pr

es

hy

place and i

ow

stop asking ques

uilding and pushes open the doors. He walks straight into a passage and takes a right. For a person who hasn't been here be

the man behind an office desk smirks at the si

ince I've seen you my

Tristan

t,