A Dare To Kiss The Bad Boy novel Chapter 9

He lifted an eyebrow, gazing at me with disbelief."You don't have a fûcking right to shout at me, pussy."

"Mind your language, Romeo."Mr Banks shouted at him.

Although Mr Banks has intervened, I won't let it slide. He just used two dirty languages on me, 'fucking' and ' pussy '. Who the heck does this asshole think he was?

"You don't tell you what to do, Old Roger.''Romeo retorted, which made the whole class burst into laughter.

What he said was definitely funny but it was damn rude. How would he talk to our English teacher in that manner?

I turned to him, glaring at him."You're fûcking rude, low life dick."

His brows snapped together."Low life dick? What the fuck does it mean? You just called my dick ' low life '. The dick you have been craving for. The dick that would make you paralyzed. The dick that would take your damn virginity."

My hands tightened into fists. I opened my mouth to say something, but nothing could come out.

All what he said really affected me and they rendered me short of words.

"The dick you have been craving for. The dick that would make you paralyzed. The dick that would take your damn virginity."His words replayed in my head.

I don't know why but I'm deeply hurt by all that he said. He said those words like I have been begging him to fuck me. Like, I am really desperate for him to have sex with him.

Or perhaps, I'm hurt because he was damn right. Because he already know about my sexual fantasies.

I had masturbated, rubbing my clit and pleasuring myself with my fingers while thinking of him fûcking me. That was last week, when I was thinking about the sexy moments we've spent together.

But, how did he know that I have been craving for his dick?

"Out of my class, Ivy Youngs and Romeo Sparks! Detention for both of you now. Also, meet the principal during lunch hours."Mr Banks's voice jolted out of my train of thoughts.

My eyes widened. We are gonna meet the principal during lunch hours? God! I think I'm doomed. Telling us to meet the principal means that we're in deep trouble. I should only think about myself.

I'm in deep trouble. What if the principal calls my mother for a meeting?

Jeez! What the heck have I done?

What have you done, Ivy Young?

"Are you deaf, Ivy?"Mr Banks snapped at me.

Why did he mention just my name? I turned to my side, Romeo was nowhere to be found. He must have gone to detention already. The asshole is so used to it, that it doesn't mean anything to him anymore.

I picked my English note and proceeded to walk outside of the class.

"I'm really disappointed in you, Ivy Young."I heard Mr Banks's voice when I passed in front of him.

"I'm sorry for letting you down."I muttered under my breath.

I walked out of the class before the tears that had formed a pool in my eyes dropped.

I cried my eyes out when I reached the female's restroom.

When have I turned to this? When did I turn to the girl who said dirty languages shamelessly in front of everyone?

When did you turn to the girl who got detention twice in one and a half months?

I'm really disappointed in myself.

All of this was caused by Romeo freaking Sparks.

I had planned to ignore him and get rid of my stupid feelings for him, but the devil made him come to class.

Coming to class isn't even the problem. Sitting beside him is the main thing.

I shouldn't have replied to him when he asked me that question. I should have ignored him or pretended like I wasn't aware of his existence in the class.

Now, I have gotten into trouble.

I wiped off my tears, getting ready to go to the detention room. Fûck! Romeo would be there. I will just pretend like I didn't know that he was in there with me.

I got out of the restroom and went to the detention room. The teacher in charge of detention wasn't there. Of course, he was already there. He was operating his phone. I thought phones weren't allowed in the detention room.

I didn't mutter a word. I just sat down silently on a seat which was far from him. I was glad that he also pretended like I didn't exist. At least, I won't get into another fight again.