The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 30

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The Bad Bae Stole My Bra - Season 1 - Episode 30

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“I know, what did Alec ever do to her?”
Never mind on the brink of death myself; I think I’m on the brink of killing someone. Due to my newfound stardom, I’ve had people coming up to me all day asking
why I’m dressed like I am, why I snuck into Alec’s room, did I have anything to do with the writing on Alec’s face?

People who don’t even know me!

And do you know the worst thing? It’s not even lunch period yet.

Alec’s still on the hunt for me.

My artwork on his face
actually went better than planned, and apparently no matter how hard he’s scrubbing, it’s not coming off…
I suppose that kind of went to plan, though, as evil and masochistic as it sounds.

The only downside is that it
doesn’t seem to be having the desired effect on the population of Lindale High.

Quite a few jocks have come
up to me for high fives and I’ve been receiving cheers from guys ever since Alec entered the high school grounds (looking like thunder I might add) but the point is…it’s all guys.

The girls have officially declared hate
campaigns against me, saying that Alec didn’t deserve this ‘bullying’ and that he did nothing wrong.

Heck, I think one girl even gave him a box of chocolates to help him deal with the ‘trauma’.

How she got a box of chocolates halfway through the school day, I’ll never know.

Needless to say, my day is going crap.

“Oi Riley!” I turn around to see Chase heading towards me with a playful smirk on his face, flanked by Joe.

“Is there any reason you’re dressed like that?” He comes to stop outside my locker and I smile just a little bit.

Apart from Violet, he’s probably the first person that has come up to speak to me all day.

And I mean actually speak to me, not fire questions at my face or tell me I’m a b---h.

“Nope, just for the hell of it,” I smile, “How are you
guys?”

“We’re good thanks,” Joe replies, “Nice job on Alec’s face
by the way. I couldn’t have done it better myself.” I grin at that, nodding.

If Joe gives you a compliment on your
prank, you should sure as hell be happy about it: he’s the pranking king of our school. Although he makes it obvious to the teachers that it was him, they can never find the sufficient proof to suspend him.

I guess that’s one of the reasons why he’s so popular: he’s admired by
every student here.

“Thanks, I’m quite proud of it. What was his reaction like?”

“Sick.” Chase interrupts as Joe goes to answer. “He came into school looking like thunder and headed straight to the
restrooms.

All we could hear was him cussing.

Now you’re both wondering around the school hiding your faces in massive sweatshirts and getting some weird
glances because of it.

He is going to pulverise you, Riley.”

“But,” Joe butts in with a cheeky wink, “We’re prepared to help you.

You’re our friend and you entertain us too
much to let go that easily so…we’re going to hide you.”

“Okay,” I say suspiciously, “But I have math now.”

“Skip it,” Chase nods, “Alec knows what class you’ve got.

He’s outside the door right now with Dylan, who’s trying to hold him back a little.

Either way, if you go to class or
you don’t, you’re going to end up skipping some way.

We’ve got a great place to hide you if you want to….survive.” He says the last word in a terrifyingly exaggerated whisper.