Chapter 1
It was just another hour, another day, Nick Carter the school jock, basketball player, sat in Mrs.Winkle's office.
"Mr.Carter, you sure are making our visits quite daily now", Mrs.Winkle, informed.
"Only for you, only for you Mrs.Winkle", Nick said, smiling.
"Look Mr.Carter, if I see you in my office once again you will be suspended, you got a scholarship for basketball, appreaciate that, not everyone gets one for basketball, you have talent don't waste it by doing drugs, drinking alcohol, having sex and cutting classes, I want you, no need you to shape up, you have a bad reputation in this school, and in this school we only accept the best from the best schools, so shape up or else you are out of this highschool" Mrs.Winkle said, seriously.
"Is that all for today ?", Nick asked, uninterested.
Mrs.Winkle nodded and watched as Nick walked out of her office, she let out a small frustrated sigh.
Nick walked outside to the yard and saw that his friends where already outside for the hour break, waiting for him.
"Mrs.Winkle's office again ?", Claire asked, as Nick sat down on the grass.
Nick nodded, he took out his ciggarette and lighter, he puffed and began pulling stems of grass, twisting them causing them to break.
"Hey yo man, thats the new chick I was telling you 'bout, this morning", Alex, informed.
Nick looked up and gawked, the chick that Alex had told him about was one hell of a fine woman, she had dark hair, seemed to have light brown eyes, a voloptous body, quite curvy to Nick's point of view and a nice ass.
Nick stood up from the ground and threw the ciggarette butt into the trash can, he took out his altoids and placed one into his mouth, he turned over to Brent and asked.
"Do I look okay ?"
"Why ? you gonna go get the chick and hump her all night long", Brent said, grinning.
"Perhaps", Nick said, smiling.
They heard someone scream, they all turned around and saw that the new chick had been splattered in mud, from one of the soccer players.
"You stupid son of a bitch, this is new, oh you're gonna pay for this !", Kyra yelled, angrily.
She tore off her sweater, to unveil a white tight tank top, she ran straight to the guy and turned him around in one forceful grasp and slapped him across the face leaving a dark red mark on his left cheek.
"The least you could have fucking said, was an I'm sorry, but no you don't have the freaking deciency to say that ! and that sweater cost me $50.00 bucks, so pay up now, before I kick you where it would truly hurt, if you get my drift", Kyra said, pissed off.
"Holy shit ! that woman is feisty !", Jennie, exclaimed.
"I like 'em feisty", Nick said.
They all laughed and walked over to the girl, her face was red from yelling, her hands where crossed over chest. The guy handed her the money, she turned around and walked over to her sweater, she picked it up and turned it over, and stuck it into her bag, she looked down at her dark denim jeans, thankfully they weren't dirty, neither where her doc marten boots, she took out a ponytail holder and put her hair up into a messy bun on top of her head.