All Chapters of Alexa and the Badboy: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Let the games beginCHAPTER ELEVENAlexa"Enough of this Alexa. You can't keep doing this. It's going to get one of us in trouble." Stacey whispered urgently, beside me.I ignored my best friend, continuing to mess with Devon's locker. Sneaking into school had been much harder than the movies made it out to be, but Stacey and I had been able to make it inside.For a guy, Devon's locker was surely neat, since all his books had been arranged alphabetically, his textbooks, notebooks, pens and pencils all arranged on one side. The other side held a basketball that was probably from gym class. Devon didn't play any games.To my disappointment, nothing personal was in his locker. Could been actually nice to have something over that fool's head. Probably like a diary or perhaps a handwritten letter to a girl he liked.I chuckled inwardly as I thought about how funny it would be to embarrass the school's badboy when his 'romantic' display was pinned on all the school's notice boards and the s

Mischief overloadCHAPTER THIRTEENDevonIt's been a few silent days between Alexa and I, but that wasn't going to be that way anymore. Not for long anyway.I let her have her fun, but it was my turn now. I had been watching her lately and even though she seemed calm and collected, laughing with her friends and having fun, she never failed to look back over her shoulder.Smart girl.I might have not retaliated at her moves and pranks, but that doesn't mean I wasn't brewing something.Currently, I was sitting in a Spanish class, listening to a Mr. Louis Hoz- something droning on and on about how it was important to differentiate his/her nouns.Alexa wasn't in this class, but she was in the next. Chemistry. The best part is, we are partners.After fifteen minutes of torturous waiting, the bell finally rang, signaling the end of Spanish. Phew. I was smirking with glee and excitement. I just couldn't wait to see the look on Alexa's face. The fact that she didn't know exactly when I was

Aftermaths of a breakupCHAPTER FIFTEENAlexaI groaned, turning away from the sudden assault of light to my sensitive eyes. I pulled the covers up, ready to completely wrap myself up in them, but I didn’t get the chance to complete the task because they were suddenly being tugged away.“Oh no you don’t young lady.” My mom’s voice was angry as she completely rid me of my covers, exposing me to the light chill in the room. It was no longer dim as she had completely opened both my windows, tugging aside the silvery curtains to let light in. Since my eyes were swollen, it kinda hurt looking through the blinding brightness. I winced, feeling a slight pounding coming on from crying the whole night. A headache was already coming on, and this was just beginning. F**king Great.I didn’t get the chance to roll back to the comforts of my bed before I felt my mother’s looming shadow over me. I opened one bleary eye, squinting it from the still sensitive light in the room. Sitting up and slightl

Disastrous summer balls and club nights- pt.1CHAPTER SEVENTEENAlexaThis Year’s summer ball sucked. For very many reasons.I had a very horrible dress. I had bought it last minute, no care, feeling or thought put into it. I had only bought the dress because Stacey had thought it looked good on me. Personally, I didn’t care about it. Besides, I couldn’t bring myself to wear that beautiful lush dark red velvet dress that was now tucked away in my closet. I had meant to wear it for that bastard, but oh well, he had to go and ruin it.Whoever had decided to decorate this year’s summer ball theme surely lacked a lot of skill. Everything was cheap ass basic, like every material from the balloons to the fucking disco lights was bought from Shein. We could have used some standard please.Third and WORST OF ALL, I was practically third wheeling. THIRDWHEELING. Never in my life did I think myself to do such a thing, but here I was, practically letting my friend drag me along with her and her

Frenemy to the Rescue Devon’s Pov CHAPTER NINETEEN It was 3 o’clock in the morning by the time I arrived at the club. Sending a nod of acknowledgement to Mike, my brother’s best bodyguard and head of security, I was granted access, avoiding the long line of people that were still waiting to get in. I saw a few of the people send glares and jealous glances my way, but I paid no attention to them. I made it inside, and immediately, I was assaulted by the sound of loud music, sweat and laughter. I made my way to the bar, grinning as I found my favorite bartender, Gordon working the tables. “Boy, aren’t I glad it’s you I found working this place tonight.” “I am the best. Ain’t I?” Gordon returned as we made our signature handshake. “Don’t get over yourself.” I returned, smirking at him as I took a seat on one of the barstools. I grabbed my phone from my jacket, wanting to text Harry to let him know that I was here, but as if summoned, he turned up at the counter all by himself. I