The Bad Boy Has A Daughter episode 1 – 2

The Bad Boy Has A Daughter

By Chimdi Jane Samuel. Chapter One.

*Anna’s point of view*

“I told you to mix the sodium chloride with the hydrochloric acid, but you didn’t listen. Now Mrs Williams is going to fry our heads in chemistry class tomorrow. Simple instructions Clary, simple instructions.” I said to my best friend who I was currently talking with on the phone.
“I wanted to but those stupid cheerleaders thought it would be a nice time to put their make up all over my desk. I swear I’ll kill them tomorrow” Clary shouted. “Those dolls”
“Stop blaming people for your mistakes Clair, we just have to be in school early tomorrow and do the project and submit it with the others before Mrs Williams arrives”

“Yeah yea! Chemistry is so boring I don’t know why you like it. If we weren’t graduating next year I would have declined being your lab partner, so I can sneak out and check out the guys in swimming class.”I rolled my eyes, Clary and guys..
“Whatever, I’m almost home, I just came back from the hospital” I said, putting my purse into my bag.
After spending five hours at the hospital, I was tired as hell. You’ll be probably thinking how can a high school student work in a hospital. Well one, I was incredibly smart, like really brilliant. And Two, my aunt worked there so sometimes she needed my help with some of the patients. So I worked there , not performing surgeries and all other complex things but doing most of the nurses job, you get my point.
“Talk to you later. Good night” Clary yawned.

“Sleep now so we can wake up early tomorrow, no watching of ‘The k-ssing Booth’” I laughed. That was our favorite movie. Clary just watched it because Noah Flyyn was cute that’s all.
“No promises, nighty”
I placed my phone into my bag and continued my walk down the lonely street. My apartment was just down the road. I used to live there with my aunt but since she was so busy at the hospital, they gave her an apartment just above it so they could reach her quickly.
So now I lived alone, but she usually came visiting during the weekends. She was my bone, my mom, dad, sister and friend. She was the only one I had left. My parents died in a plane crash when I was two, I hærdly even remember them if not for pictures.
Taking a deep breathe and placing my bag over my left shoulder, I heard a gro-n.
I stopped in my tracks, straining my hearing to pick up the sound again. I heard it louder this time, it was like someone was in pain, the gro-ning was louder, then a cough, and I turned to my right to see the source of the sound.
A dark figure rested on the wall just beside a store. It looked liked a guy and I drew closer.
Stay away from strangers, my mind scre-med.
But my helping instincts scre-med louder, drawing me to the person.
“F-ckers! Think it’s nice running into my car!” The voice said, confirming my thoughts that it was a male.
“Hello” I whispered, hoping for him to hear me.

The person’s head jerked up and the first thing I saw was blood, a lot of it running down his face. From his temple, passing down beside green eyes, then s small nose and finally resting beside his l-ips. Very pink l-ips.
“Stay away from me!” He said, gro-ning in pain as he pushed himself away from the wall, walking away.
“Wait!” I called out, chasing after him.
He didn’t reply, just continued walking.
“You’re bleeding!”
“I know that! Now f-ck off!”
He didn’t get very far, he fell to the ground, clutching his head in pain. I ran over to him.

“Should I call the police?”
His eyes snapped open. “F-ck! No!”
“Ok then , I can help you, stay still” I said, pulling out my little nurse kit from my bag.
“Ugh! Can’t you people just mind your f-cking business?”
“My house it just a few seconds from here, let me help you” I struggled to pick him up, dragging him to his feet. He forced himself up and held until me .
“Ugh! It hurts so much! I can hærdly feel myself”
“That’s because you’re having a mild concussion, hold on to me”
“I really don’t need your help”
“Ok, I might as well just drop you here on the roadside, bleeding then you’ll die!” He was really heavy, I thought, getting into the lobby of my apartment.
Thank God I lived downstairs.
I dragged him, his eyes were falling shut.”Keep your eyes open guy”
“I’m tired” He mumbled almost slipping from my hold.
I fished out my keys from my pocket and opend the door.
Why was I even helping out a mere stranger? He could be a serial killer for God’s sake.
Ugh! I hate being kind sometimes.
I managed to drop him on my bed and he gro-ned in pain. His eyes opening and closing again, as if to fight sleep.
He finally gave in to the unconsciousness, eyes falling shut.

I picked up my kits and started to work on his injury. He seemed to have been involved in a car accident, because there were pieces of glass shærds in the wound. Even his arms were bleeding
I stopped to admire his face, he was devastatingly handsome, like a prince out of a historical novel, except with a bad boy streak to it.
After about an hour of cleaning him up, I decided to check the pockets of the stranger.

Maybe I’ll find an ID or something before I called the police.

Fishing out a card from his front pocket, I saw a library card.
Name: Noah Bricks .

High school student.

Age: 19
Noah Bricks? Why did that name sounds familiar.
Wait! I knew him! He was a racer, and one of the members of the bad gangs in our neighborhood. He was all over the news and police were gunning for him.
Oh No!.
What have I done!
Bringing a bad boy to my home!!
Hello, so the first chapter is up and you’ve been Introduced to a very important character of the story. Anna, a good student, with little medical skills. Well she decides to help someone who happens to be a criminal, since illegal racing was an offense. Noah Bricks. What’s going to happen next? What happens when Noah wakes up in the house of a stranger?

Chapter Two.
*Noah’s point of view*
Waking up with a terrible headache, an aching arm and a stomach pain is one thing. Waking up with a terrible headache, an aching arm and a stomach pain in someone’s house is another thing. But waking up with a terrible headache, an aching arm, a stomach pain, in someone’s else’s house and a beautiful brown eyed girl staring at your face is a wh0le different kettle of fish.
“Who the f-ck are you? And how the hell did I get here? I checked, grabbing my head as I sat up.
I felt a Bandage over my head and my arm ached at the pressure.
“Don’t you remember?” She smiled at me, taking my arm away from my head. “I saw you bleeding across the road and helped you, i know a lot about medicals so, yeah. You were in a really bad situation”
Then it all came rushing back to my head. After school I went home, drank, then went racing. Ugh! That stupid Ryder must have hit me again. The bastard! Always trying to win unfairly.
“Thanks, but I have to get going now” who knows she may call the police on me. And the last thing I need is some idiots gunning after me Again!
“What? No. I have to look after you, in case the stitches open up” She pushed me back slightly to the bed.
Uhm. Excuse you. “It’s my head, if I want the stitches to open it’s none of your goddam business” I said , getting up again.

But as soon as my feet touches the ground, I fell backwards. “F-ck!”it felt like a thousand people were beating drums in my head. I shut my eyes in pain and relaxed a little.
“Sorry” She whispered. I glared at her.
“What did you do to me?”
“Me?” She asked, placing her hands in her chest.
“Yes, you could have drugged me so you could rape me!”

“Oh my God! So this is what I get for skipping chemistry class! I helped you ass hat. I could have easily handed your ass to the police, Noah Bricks!”
Wait what?
How the hell did she know my name?
“What did you just call me?” I said, getting up again, glaring h0les into her head.
“U.uhm…Noah?” She stuttered, getting up slowly from the chair she sat on. “I’m sorry, I might have taken your library card from your front pocket just to know who you were, I know you’re a racer and a member of the bad gangs around here, I’m really sorry. Please don’t kill me!” She said all at once.
What??

Kill you?
Me? Part of the bad gangs?
There are really bad rumors about me around here.
“Ok, weirdo, first of all I’m not part of any gangs around here, and second of all I have to leave like right now!”.
“No! Wait” She tried pushing me back to the bed, grabbing my arm. And then I slipped, crashing on the bed with her on top of me.
Her l-ips locked with mine. Her eyes stared deep into my eyes. They were hazel I thought not brown. And dammit she was gorgeous, a straight nose and those soft l-ips on mine.
“Oh God! I’m really sorry! Oh my God!” She got up freaking out, and wiping her l-ips. “I didn’t know, I’m so sorry, oh Gosh! This is so embarrassing” she buried her face into her palm.
“It wasn’t so bad. Your l-ips are really soft. And you have beautiful eyes” I smirked. I was really loving this. This girl was so cute
Shut up Noah! Get out of here now before she Calls the police!. My mind scre-med.
Thanks beautiful mind.
“Thanks for the care” She removeed her hands and stared at me. “But I’ll be going now to avoid trouble” I walked carefully towards the door to avoid falling again.

“Make sure to visit the clinic to re dress the wound” She called out, following me to the door.
I looked down at her, she was really short, barely reaching my shoulder. “Oh! And thanks for the k-ss anyway”
I smiled when she blushed, her cheeks turning to a deep shade of red.
I closed the door behind me and released the breath I’ve been holding.
What the actual f-ck!
Get a grip on yourself Noah. You’re never going to see her again!
I wiped my face, avoiding the injured side and walked away from the building.
It was dark outside. I glanced at my watch and it read 2am . I might as well go home and catch some sleep.
My head pounded seriously. I had school tomorrow or today whatever. I haven’t even done my homework. F-ck my life!
I got home in a few minutes.
“Hey Noah” my next door neighbor came out of his room when he heard need opening the door..
“Hey” I smiled at him. Even though it was forced.

“You got an email” He handed me a small envelope with my name in it. And my school heading.
Opening the door, I went in,side and sat on the bed. Then proceeded to read it.
What did I do to our school again?
If it was about the broken windows, it wasn’t me!
“Mr and Mrs Bricks. This is to inform you that because of your son Noah Bricks bad attitude, inability to focus, skipping classes, poor grades, failure to do homework, coming late to school, and pranking teachers. He would to transferred to a more DISCIPLINED school”
What the hell?
I continued reading.

“WEST HIGH SCHOOL, would be happy to accommodate your son, and discipline him very well. I promise you, you’ll see good changes in him after his last year there. Yours sincerely, the principal. East High school.”
I was transferred? I was f-cking transferred to West High School. The school of nerds and weirdos.
Ugh! Who was I going to play pranks with.
My life was screwed.
I was injured, not only that I was transferred to another school.
I fell to the bed. “I might as well not for the homework from yesterday. F-ck my life!”

I closed my eyes, but the memory of the k-ss I shared with the hazel eyes girl played in my mind.
Hey guys, Oh God! I’m really enjoying this story. Noah is such a funny character. He’s injured, and he woke up to Anna’s house. And the k-ss, lols. Now he’s back home and he’s been transferred to another school because of how bad attitudes. This boy eh.