MUSIC: Dance - Johnny Rain

Derek above^

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Amelia's P.O.V

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I sighed and let go of his hair. He rubbed his head slightly and re-adjusted his hair before nodding.

I grabbed his t-shirt and pulled him so that our bodies were touching. He looked between us before he looked at me, confusion written all over his pretty face.

"You underestimate me." I whisper and with that said I pushed him away from me with ease and he fell into the fence. "How was that?" I asked. I looked at my nails uninterested, as I waited for an answer. He walked back over to me as he nodded. 

"Alright." He mumbled, still looking as if he was surprised.

"You didn't think I could do it, did you?" I asked, one eyebrow risen and he shook his head.

"No most guys can't push me over." He said and I chuckled slightly.

"So does that mean your fat?" I asked him jokingly and he bent over, spluttering.

"Me, fat? As if!" He exclaimed through splutters of a laugh.

"Yeah, I didn't think so." I mumbled to myself quietly so that he wouldn't hear. He was good looking, tousled pitch black hair, dark eyes and muscular stature.  

Once he stopped spluttering I looked at him properly.

"I'm Amelia." I stated and held out my hand for him to shake. He took it, a smirk playing on his face.

"Richards, Ryan Richards." He said, in a fake accent. I looked at him weirdly and he cleared his throat. He looked away and it looked as if he went red.

"Well, double R.  What school you at?" I asked him. I was expelled from my last school. I only broke some hockey sticks and punched some douche bags, nothing bad really. Especially since I've caused a lot more destruction at other schools.

"I've just been moved to the community sixth form. I was expelled from my last one. What about you?" He asked, scratching his neck slightly.

"I got expelled from my last school too. I've just been moved there, it's my first year in sixth form actually."

"I'm second year. How old are you?" He asked. His eyebrows furrowed and he looked at me with interest.

 "I'm 16."

"I'm 17.  You look older." He stated.

"So do you." I said. "Now what's next on your challenge?" 

"Questions. Question 1. What's a pretty girl like you doing here all alone at this time of night?" He asked.

"Well I needed air I could ask the same for you, pretty boy."I said. He glared at me .

"Don't call me that." He growled at me and I rose my eyebrows at him. "I wanted to come outside." He stated and I smirked. 

I'm starting to like you, Ryan.

"Anything else I need to do to complete this challenge?" I asked him. I walked towards him and stopped when we were a few inches from each other.

"There's one more thing" He said seductively and pressed his body onto mine.

"And that is?" I asked, not fazed by his sudden movement.

"Kiss me." He stated and I couldn't help the laugh that fell from my mouth.

"You and me, kiss? Hell no." I said and he smirked at me. Sure, he was attractive, but I wasn't looking for a relationship. I mean, I wasn't even looking for an acquaintance when I left my house.

"I was only trying to work out what you want from me. I ask most girls to kiss me and they do." He explained and I nodded

"Well I'm glad that's cleared up then." I said and he smirked before he stepped away from me.

"Me too." He mumbled.

"Well I should be going." I said and turned to walk away. He grabbed my arm.

"Wait. Can I have your number?" He asked and I turned to him. My eyebrows were risen.

"I thought we just established that-"

"No. So we can hang out again. As friends. You're interesting." He said and I rolled my eyes. He fished a pen from his pocket and gave it to me. I grabbed his hand and wrote my number on it along with a message.

'Nice meeting you, Bad Boy.'

Once I was done, I threw the pen back at him and walked away, leaving him to smirk to himself as he read it.