The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 7

6 years ago

The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 7

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“Riley,” I reply suspiciously, fighting back my blush at the compliment. I’m not sure about other girls, but my
cheeks have a tendency to flush crimson at even the slightest compliment.

I guess you could say it’s a flaw;
I’m working on it.

Shaking my head to clear my
thoughts, “I do go to your school you know.”

“Really? How could I have overlooked a face like yours?”

The guys all cringe; mirroring my facial expression exactly. “Save the flirting for another time,” My neighbour
grins casually, his eyes flickering to mine in a silent challenge.

My gaze morphs into a glare as I look at him,
my body stiffening in annoyance.

“I was not flirting.” I speak through gritted teeth.

“Whatever helps you sleep at night, chica.”

“Who the hell do you think you are?!”

“I’m Alec Ryder,” He replies smoothly, his lips twitching
upwards at the corners into an annoyingly cute half smirk, “Nice to meet you, Riles.”

“Aw, the feeling isn’t mutual,” I batter my eyelashes in a
sickly sweet manner, before shooting a sideways glance at the boys watching our fight with both amused, yet
wary expressions.

“Bull isn’t your colour, princessa.”

I silently fume, glaring at the cocky boy in front of me.

“Give me my bra.”
He smiles sadistically at me. Infuriating, cocky little-
My mouth drops open to tell him so, but I’m stopped in my tracks by a slight tug on my pyjama sleeve.

I spin around, surprised, to see my little brother standing there.

He rubs his eyes tiredly as a yawn escapes that tiny mouth of his. “What’s all the noise about, Riley?”

He stiffens a little bit as he notices the boys next door, his mouth dropping open. “You’re talking to boys?” He
sounds flabbergasted, and I wince, wanting nothing more than to curl up and die as I spy Alec’s delighted smirk in my peripheral vision.

Jack continues to blabber on, oblivious to the humiliation he is drowning his sister
in. “Why are you talking to boys in the middle of the night Riley? You never talk to boys. Especially since Toby.

You’ve avoided them until now. Do you want a boyfriend, is that it? Oh, or is one of them your boyfriend? Or maybe-“

I slap a hand over his mouth, dropping my hair over my face in an attempt to conceal my blush. “Right, time for bed then Jack!” I chime loudly, feigning happiness. I usher
him out of the room as quickly as possible, muttering profanities under my breath as he protests under my determined statuesque. It takes everything I have not to
head-butt the closed door, I swear.

With one glance at Alec’s expression, I slam the window shut and pull the curtains closed. I think I’ve had enough humiliation for one night. Yeah, you may call me a
coward for not fighting to get my bra back, but I don’t think I could face Alec after that horrifying encounter.

I dread to think what he’d say. I dive into the bedcovers,
smothering my face in the pillow as I release a muffled scream.

Why does this stuff happen to me?!

After a while, I begin to fade back into the land of dreams,
one thing running through my mind as I drift off.

Alec Ryder, I’d sleep with one eye open if I were you.

*~*~*
“Come on, we’re going to be late!” My mum tugs on my arm forcefully, dragging me towards the door.

She grins excitedly at Jack and I as she shoos us down the driveway towards the sidewalk, barely remembering to shut the door, never mind lock it.

“Mum, do I have to
go?” I hush, leaning closer to her as I eye the house sceptically.