(Chapter 11- Ditching School With The Bad Boy- Part 1)

I yawn and roll over to face my alarm clock feeling well rested. I think that's the best night sleep I've gotten since this whole Blake thing started. It was a nice change. Once my eyes finally adjust to the light I read the time on the clock. 9:46 A.M....wait, what!

I quickly sit up pushing back the covers and turn on my phone. Olivia and Grace are probably freaking out right now. Once my phone is powered up I go into my messages but it's interrupted by the mass of notifications swarming in. Three voicemails and four texts, great. It has to be from Olivia and Grace.

Instead of checking the voicemails which takes longer I got strait to my messages.

Olivia: Where are you? I thought you were car pulling today?

Grace: Worried call us!

Olivia: Are you sick?

Brody: What happened? Did thinking about me keep you up all night? ;)

I can't hold back the smile that forms over Brody's text. Leave it to him to send a message like that. Crazy bad boy. I smile at that thought and quickly go into my contacts and change his name to in fact...crazy bad boy. That's not so farfetched, right? I mean not after the fight last night.

I send Olivia and Grace a text first telling them I'm alive to prevent them from sending a search party for me and then text Brody.

Me: Yes I can't keep away those horrid nightmares.

Ha! Take that Mr. oversized ego. I smirk at my phone like it was him before slowly getting up to get ready. I'm already late so what's the point in rushing right? Its Friday an easy day and I've got no test so I should be fine. Besides my perfect attendance record was broken two months ago when mom made me miss school to because she was afraid to go to the doctor alone.

That was during the time she convinced herself she had contracted some unknown life threatening disease somewhere. I knew we never should have watched Contagion. It turned out to be nothing more than a mere head cold. Looking back on it now I think I see where my hypochondriacal tendencies come from. Oh lord I hope I don't get as bad as my mother. I don't think the world could handle two of us.

I grab my iPod from the dresser and take it to the bathroom to place in the dock. I put my playlist on repeat before jumping in the shower. Thirty minutes and seven Carly Rae Jepsen songs later I'm out and drying my hair. I swear long hair is so much work. One time I timed it, don't ask why, and it took me fourty minutes to completely dry my hair, meaning no damp spots at all. Ridiculous I know.

After finishing up my morning routine I make my way down the stairs to find and empty kitchen. Where was everyone? This would explain why no one woke me up this morning. I walk to the fridge and halfway pull open the door when I notice a note with my name on it. I pull it from under the unicorn magnet I made in the second grade and read it.

Farrah,

Your dad and I already left for his business trip. I put money on your card for groceries and anything you might need. Will call when we land, love mom.

PS: Heather is in charge until we get back. Please no arguing.

I sigh when I remember her telling me about this two weeks ago. I guess it just slipped my mind. Oh well a whole weekend without parents. I'm not complaining. I can do anything I want. I think I'll go wild. After all I deserve it after the week I've had. Yep eating pizza in my bed while watching Silent Hill. Fun night.

Mom never lets me eat in my room or watch scary movies anymore. Of course that's due to my severe paranoia that some unknown entity is after me when they're over. I swear I didn't sleep for two days after the last time. I don't care who you are Paranormal activity is some scary stuff especially when you're alone and it's dark outside. Anyway after that it was no more scary movies. Maybe someone should have made the same rule for her after the Contagion incident. In some ways it's funny though because if I would have been sick I probably would have thought the same thing to. It's scary how much my mom and I are alike sometimes. Not all the time but sometimes.

'My heart stops when you look at me

Just one touch, now baby I believe

This is real, so take a chance

And don't ever look back, don't ever look back'

Again with this ringtone. I seriously need to change it soon.

"Hello." I say overly cheerful answering the phone. I don't know why but I just feel happy and relaxed today. I'm sure it has to do with it being Friday.

"Someone's in a good mood." Brody notes. "Skipping school and having fun without me?"

"Maybe." I joke.

"Where are you? Maybe I'll join." He says.

"Actually I was just getting ready to leave for school." I state pulling a yogurt from the fridge.

"Why? Don't tell me you actually wanted attend the 'say no to drugs' assembly today." He chuckled.

"That was today?" I ask before scooping out a spoonful of yogurt and putting it in my mouth.

"Unfortunately." He mutters. "I got bored and left."

"Hmm." I mused. "Maybe you should have stayed and learned something."

"Funny." He says without a trace of humor. "Now do want to spend the rest of the day learning what I'm sure you already know or spend it with me?"

Well the latter does sound better. Skipping school to spend the day with the bad boy, what would my parents think? Oh well they aren't here and neither is Heather and if they were I doubt they would even care as long as my grades were up. Besides this way I get to investigate and hopefully find out something about this hatred Blake and Brody seem to have for each other. I must get to the bottom of it!

"Okay what did you have in mind?" I ask finishing up my breakfast and throwing the container away.

"I'll pick you up then we'll decide." He says. "I'm almost there."

With that he hangs up the phone without another word.

"Well goodbye to you to." I say sarcastically before slipping my phone into my back pocket. I grab my miniature hello kitty wallet, with my money I.D, cards and all that and put it into my pocket. Don't judge! Hello kitty is cool I don't care how old you are. Plus I didn't feel like having to keep up with anything today so the less I had the better.

I hear a horn blow from my drive and know its Brody. Heaven forbid him actually walking up to the door to greet me like a gentleman. Oh well after last night's events I'll let it go. My head was still reeling from that kiss when I allowed myself to think about it, which wasn't often. I can't think strait when I do and I sort of just zone out. Crazy I know. One kiss shouldn't affect someone so much.

I head out the door while making sure it's locked before closing it behind me. Don't want anyone getting in while we're not here. I turn and see Brody watching me as I leave the house and get into his car.

"Where to?" I ask while buckling myself up and looking back at him.

"We'll I thought we'd start the day breaking into someone's car." He states.

My eyes widen unsure if he's joking or not. Sometimes it's hard to tell. No way was I about to mess up my reputation to do something illegal with him. I could see it all now. 'Ms. Bryant why were you breaking into someone's car?' The officer asks me. 'W-well y-you see sir the bad boy-' 'Ha.' he cuts me off. 'Sure blame it one someone else. You just earned yourself 15 years.'

Oh no, not that. I'll never get a job and then I'll end up doing some illegal work just to make ends meet. It's one endless wave of crime. I'll never stop!

He chuckles while watching my reaction. "I'm kidding."

I sigh in relief. Thank goodness. I don't think my poor heart could take it.

"I thought we would wait until after lunch before we do that." He says without a trace of humor.

"What?" I quickly panic.

Again he laughs at me. "Come on. Seriously?"

Whew! Once I realize he's joking I calm down a little. "We'll you never know with you." I mumble.

"Don't worry Mother Teresa we're just going to this diner I know of for lunch. I'm hungry." He smiles.

"We'll I've already ate." I reply looking out my window a little miffed he called me mother Teresa. I'm not that bad I just don't participate in crime unlike some people.

"When?"

"This morning. I had a yogurt." I state looking back at him.

He shakes his head at me in amusement. "You're still hungry. Come on."

Thirty minutes latter we're pulling up to this little diner outside of town called Al's. How original. I wonder how Brody knows of a place like this anyway? That's another question for Nancy Drew.

"I promise the food is good." He smiles before opening the door to get out.

I quickly follow and get out after him and as if on cue my stomach growls getting his attention.

"Told you, you were hungry." He chuckles. "Let's get you some food."

He holds open the door for me letting me go ahead of him. I can't help but feel flattered at that. Even now he can still surprise me. I wonder if that will ever stop. Somehow I doubt it.

A small middle aged red haired waitress smiles and greets us warmly as we enter. She looks at me with unmasked surprise. "Hey Brody. Nice to see you again."

"Hey Wanda." He smiles.

Hmm knows the waitresses by name, interesting. Nancy takes out her detective pad and writes that down. Name: Wanda. Relationship: unknown.

"I'll show you to your table." She says grabbing two menus from the counter then leading us through the diner.

She places us in a window seat with a view of the street before taking our orders. After going over the menu a couple of times, I finally decide on a cheeseburger with fries and a coke. That actually sounded pretty good right now, and I couldn't wait until it was ready so I could dig in. After taking Brody's order as well, she leaves us with a smile and takes our orders to the cook.

"It's seems you're known quite well around here. Do you often bring girls here?" I ask.

He scratches the back of his head a little awkwardly while looking at me. "Actually you're the only girl I've ever brought here."

My heart swelled at his comment. Could I really be the only one? Nancy takes out her pencil again and jots that down. Never brought another girl here. Suspicious or sweet? Maybe both?

I had a feeling figuring this out was going to be fun. I wonder what else my bad boy was hiding. Maybe he's bad boy by day and superman by night. Wouldn't that be funny? Saving the world from bad boys like him. Imagine the irony. I can't help but crack a smile at that. Brody, Brody, Brody. What else are you hiding?

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