Badboy Adalah Novels & Stories

Nate Wolf is a seventeen years old high school junior who preferred to be alone. His intimidating demeanor and bad attitude were more than enough to drive people away from him. All he had to do was to glare at people with his piercing blue eyes, and they all cowered away. He was also 6 feet 4 and worked out regularly, which made him look even more intimidating. Rumors about him being the son of a Mafia leader circulated the school. No one wanted to find out what it would be like to get beat up by him. He had it made.

It was a G wagon. All of us watched in awe as we awaited the driver. My heart began to beat fast when I saw the occupant. It was none other than, bathroom boy from yesterday. What was he doing in that kind of car. “Who is that?” one girl asked. “i don't know he’s the son of the billionaire alpha ” she said. What! There were fireworks going up in my head immediately I gulped. Oh dear. It was bathroom boy.

I said. "Got to go Becca ,I need to do my assignment," Joy announced. "Oh...say Joy why ..." "I won't let you copy my assignment, you know the last time it almost got us into trouble" Joy cut me off before I could even finish talking ,how did she know what I was about to say? "Fine, fine , I will do my assignment myself," I replied. "That's better Bye girlfriend" "Bye" I said and she hung up. How can I forget my math assignment ?

What was I seriously thinking? That a kiss will change anything? This isn’t a movie or a high school romance, the Badboy doesn’t end up with the nerd. Hell, I will finish high school without a boyfriend and I will die a virgin. He should have walked away. I would pick his silence over his words. We are not friends so why did he kiss me? Oh, I get it. To prove a point. I was nothing more than a little experiment to the jerk.

"Or would you rather we both ditch everyone and stay in here?" Girls throw themselves at me at every given moment, it was surprising that even though I did like to have a good time with them, I was not the playboy that everyone thought I was. I mean, I am a very bad boy who has done some very bad things…, trust me when I say that I have done some very very bad thing. But I don't just go around fucking everyone because I can. There's class in limited access and I liked to keep it that way but gossips like the Coral Writer, a popular anonymous blogger had painted me black already.