PROLOGUE

She strolled into the class, the heels of her boots clicking on the floor and her head high. Beatrice Parker, better known as Beat, was not an ordinary girl. She wasn't one of the popular girls either. Though she did have guys kissing the ground that she walked on.

 

Every school has the school Bad Boy - the player, who is a Greek God disguised as a heart-breaker.

 

Northern Riverside High didn't just have a Bad Boy, but was also graced by the Goddess of Badassness, their very own Bad Girl.

 

"Oh, what an auspicious day it must be, Lady Beatrice has honored us with her presence," Mr.Grande mocked her as she took the seat in the farthest corner of the class.

 

Ignoring all the pairs of eyes in the classroom, that were set on her, Beat settled in her place, "Aww, that was a really warm welcome. Could we start the class now, Mr.Grande?" she said, honey dripping from every word of the sentence.

 

She faked the sweetness, and everyone knew that because Beatrice Parker was everything but sweet.

 

The girls looked at her with envious eyes while the guys did the same but with lust and craving. With her dark hair and captivating green eyes, and all the curves in the right places, Beat was the most - due to lack of a better words - alluring girl at school.

 

But what made her stand out among all the others was the way she held herself. Pride and self-confidence oozing from her, added with the aura that screamed danger. Nobody ever wanted to mess with Beat.

 

"Alright class, find yourselves a partner. I'm going to tell you about the project that you're going to be working on for the next whole month." Mr.Grande gathered everybody's attention to himself and continued, "Thirty percent of your total grades depend on this project, so I hope all of you take it pretty seriously." Beat barely paid any attention to it. She could care less about the classes, she was acing them anyways. And out of all, Biology was one of the easiest.

 

 

 

But there was one person who did pay attention to Mr.Grande's lecture. And Beat's gaze zeroed on his messed up hair and straight jaw.

 

"I'm pairing up with Alexander," Beat announced, interrupting the class.

 

The said boy, turned his head to look up at her for the first time since she had entered the room.

 

"As much as I hate being interrupted, Miss Parker. I'm glad to see that you are finally taking interest in participating during the class," Mr.Grande said after noting it down and going back to whatever it was that he was saying.

 

Little did he know that it wasn't the class that had caught her interest but it was the boy who sat in front of the teacher - head buried in his books, one hand on his nape while the other ticking with a pen held tightly between his fingers. Alexander Hayes sneaked a peak at the Bad Girl and found her staring at him. As their eyes met, Beatrice Parker smirked at Alex, winking.

 

The chase was on.