We don't care what them people say

August 14, 2012

That day at school, I was walking to my locker between period 9 and dismissal. I put in my combination and opened my locker. I put in some of my books, then got out the books and my binders I needed for homework. I put in another piece of mint gum, and then closed my locker door. I jumped when I saw Michael Clifford, a guy my parents hate, standing behind my locker.

"Hey princess" He smirked.

"Hi Michael" I tried to ignore him. I walked past him, but he grabbed my arm. I turned back around to be greeted by a, "I said hey princess"

"I heard you. And if you're trying to ask me out, the answer is no"

"Come on, Bella"

"It's Isabella. Nobody calls me Bella"

"But now I do" he smirked, and I smiled.

"Michael, I do like you, but my parents don't like you"

"I don't even know your parents"

"But they know you. They're strict about guys. I've never dated. They have a list of guys that I can't date at all in my lifetime, and you're on it"

"Baby.." He looked at me, "be the life of the party"

"What?"

"Be a rebel, princess" he smirked.

I smirked back, "okay. But it'll have to be a secret relationship. Your parents can't know either, because they'll tell my parents"

"Okay. I like this."

"Me too"

I walked outside, then saw Jacob standing by my car. I walked over to him.

"Jake, you'll have to take the bus. I'm going with Michael" I told him.

"But Michael is one of the guys you can't date ever.." he warned me.

"I know, and that's why you're telling mum and dad that I'm going with Grayson to study"

"Grayson, the nerd?"

"Yeah"

"Okay.. It's not my fault if you get caught"

"I know. Now go, or you'll miss the bus"

"Okay. See you later"

"Bye baby bro"

"Ugh, shut up"

He walked off, then I walked back to Michael who was standing by the school doors.

"We leaving now, Princess?"

"Yup"

We walked to his car, then he drove off to his house. We got to his house, and then we snuck up to his room, past his parents. All they did was yell to him to ask him how his day was. He yelled back to tell them it was okay, then showed me to his room. We talked for a long time, then randomly, when I was in the middle of a sentence, Michael leaned in and kissed my talking lips. Our lips then moved together, and his tongue even slid into my mouth. We kissed for about a minute, then I pulled away, smiling.

"What was that for?" I said quietly.

"I like you, Bella. You're not like any other girl"

I blushed. "thanks Michael. I like you too. I don't know why my parents don't like you. Once they know you, you're great. Behind all of the hair colors, tattoos, and piercing, you're really amazing." I told him, then softly added, "I actually think the hair colors, tattoos, and piercing are attractive." and smirked.

"I think your curly brunette hair is beautiful, along with your 'stay strong<3' tattoo and belly button piercing" (A/N: tattoo and piercing on side or up top if mobile) he looked at me for a minute before he seemed shocked.

"What? How do you know about my tattoo and belly button piercing!?" I never told him about them.

"I, um, saw them on your Instagram" he lied.

"I never posted about them" I told him.

"Oh, well, okay.. I've seen them." He was telling the truth, or was he?

"When have you seen them? We aren't allowed to wear crop tops or show tattoos in school"

"Well, in gym once, your shirt came up and revealed your piercing. One time during class, you took your shoes off, and I saw your tattoo on your foot."

"Oh, so you aren't like a stalker?"

"No!" He laughed. I laughed with him. There for a minute, I actually thought he was stalking me. Michael was amazing. He was really funny once you got to know him. I need to convince my parents he's nice. I need to date him, no matter what my parents say.

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Yay! Second chapter!

-Lizzie<3