All Chapters of Tempting The Bad Boy: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

ClaireFirst day back at school and the teachers had piled on the homework, most of which was revision for our upcoming exams, but still, it sent the message through that our fun was over. I hear mum's ringtone, coming from downstairs, and I smile to myself, assuming it's Penny calling to check up on how the first day back went. Penny may have retired from her position as principal of Claremont High School last year, but that doesn't mean she stopped chasing up on how the school is running without her.I get up from my desk and walk over to my door, wanting to shut it to keep the noise from distracting me, but when I hear mum's voice, travelling up the stairwell, I sense her panic and soon realise that she's not talking to Penny at all. I linger in my doorway, trying to catch what the conversation is about, but Mum ends the call before I get a chance to find out.I close my door and slink back into my room, not wanting her to know that I was eavesdropping, but when I hear her footstep

AndyWhat's worse than teachers setting homework? Teachers setting revision homework, that's what. Having to go over what we'd previously learnt months earlier was like being forced to re-read the same shitty book and hoping for a different outcome. Maths and chemistry were easy because formulas never changed so I decided to do them last and focus on my English essay.At the start of the year, we'd been assigned the most boring novel I've ever read, making me question if the school board even wanted students to pass their English exams because there were so many times I fell asleep while trying to get through it. When the school year was over, I was looking forward to being able to burn this book, but for now, I needed it.My desk is a cluttered of organised mess, I know where everything is, but to an outsider it probably looks chaotic, with books piled up high. Claire often pokes fun at how untidy my desk is; her own desk is neatly coordinated into different sections for each subject

ClaireI try to conceal myself behind Andy as we walk the short distance to Irish Ink because I'm so afraid that my mum or dad will spot us. I've never ditched school before, but I had to admit, it gave me a little thrill, just the thought that I was doing something I wasn't supposed to.The tattoo studio was empty, except for Bennu, who was drawing at the reception desk. When she heard us enter, she looked up and smiled warmly."Are you wanting to visit Edward?" She asked, not even questioning why we were not at school, on a school day, when we were clearly in uniform."Yes, is he here?" Andy asks because my mouth has turned to cotton wool, petrified that my aunty could wander out at any given moment."He is, go down to his room and I'll buzz him to let him know you're coming," Benne says, picking up the phone."Can you not tell Shay that we're here, please?" I manage to get out, keeping my voice low so it's not heard by my aunty."Of course, your secret is safe with me Claire," Benn

AndyBy the time we pull up in the parking lot at the back of Irish Ink, it's well past lunchtime, and my stomach growls. I haven't eaten anything since breakfast, which was only cereal, and now I'm starving. Hopefully Ed won't keep us too long, so we can go eat.Walking into the studio, I notice the absence of Bennu and just assume she's stepped out for her lunch break. Ed looks up from the computer and scowls when he sees us, which is not the reaction I was expecting at all.The waiting area is empty, and Ed passes by us, without a word, walking over to the entry door that he locks and spins the sign around to indicate that they're closed."What's going on? You're closing up early?" I question him; the operating hours out front state they're open until 5 pm today, so why would he be shutting up shop at noon?"Yeah, it's kind of hard to run a business without a receptionist." Ed snarls, directing his comment towards Claire."Where's Bennu?" Claire asks, looking around the waiting are

ClaireAndy walked me to the front of the school, where the teacher's offices are, but I was left to make the journey to Mrs Baxtor's office all on my own. My legs were trembling with every step I took, my mind imagining the worst scenarios.There are only three chairs out front of the office, and Seb, Jupiter, and Kyle were occupying them, leaving me to stand awkwardly against the wall across from them."What do you think this is about?" Jupiter whispers to Seb, loud enough for me to hear. Her once brightly coloured hair is now a dull shade of brown that she's pulled back into a boring bun. She's changed so much in the time since my party. I used to know everything about her life, her dreams, fears and deepest secrets but now, just looking at her feels like I've stumbled upon a stranger that shares her face."Who knows, but if it makes me late for practice this afternoon, then I won't be happy." Seb groans, scuffing the heels of his shoes against the carpet. "Claire, your dad better