Plot:

"Two teens have lead their lives differently. The events that unfold have lead their lives crashing into one another. Now a single crime has them teaming up to evade the law. But for how long?"

Leaving his friends behind, the tall male shoved past sweaty teens. His main goal was to get to the kitchen, without any drinks being spilled on him. That would just ruin his night, seeing as he already wasn't in the best mood. He hadn't planned on coming out, but his friends insisted. They always did. Frankly, these wild parties were never Sergio's scene. Once in awhile it was fun, but this often was too much.

With his height, he quickly spotted a cooler. Making his way over to it, he snatched a cup off the counter. Now searching through, he found a single soda. He glanced over his shoulder, making sure his friends weren't able to see him. The last thing he wanted was his friends teasing and pressuring him into drinking. Twisting the lid off the bottle, it hissed. He poured it into his cup. Half glad that the soda was clear. His friends wouldn't suspect a think.

The male had an image to keep up. He was of course the "bad boy" of the school. He couldn't tarnish that reputation he's built for himself.

Tossing the empty bottle onto the counter, he turned back around. Leaning his tall frame against the counter, he peered out into the crowd of dancing teens. The loud music blared, drowning out his thoughts. Bringing the red cup to his lips, he sipped at his soda. His choice in not drinking tonight, only stemmed from the fact that he had to work the next day. He really preferred not having a raging hangover.

Sergio sipped at his soda, not quite ready to head back to his friend group. They were probably huddled around a table smoking, or doing so kind of drug. Another thing, he wasn't interested in participating in. He sighed, finally pushing away from the counter. He managed to finish his drink and tossed the cup into an over flowing trash can. Not bothered by the fact, that it toppled over the mound of garbage and ended up on the floor.

Maybe he could just find a chick to hang out with. He could use her as a distraction from his friends. With a new plan of action he shoved his way through the crowd, stopping to stand in a doorway. He would scope out any hot chicks from her, then make his move. Well mostly likely a girl would approach him, as that was the case most nights.

Leaning against the wall, he crossed his arms over her chest. His biceps bulged with the action. He looked like a mix of bored and pissed off. He was finally both. He watched one girl bump into another, spilling her alcoholic beverage on the other female. He snickered at that. Waiting to see what would happen next.

Sergio knew he choose a good spot. Except the little altercation he hoped would start a fight, didn't. He watched as another girl stood between the other two. She quickly separated the fight. He was disappointed at the sight. Until, he recognized the girl. Where theres a bad boy of a school theres always a bad girl. What was her name again? Savannah? No, Hannah. He thought to himself as he gazed at her. The girl that was always starting fights with people, she seemed to have many enemies.

Funny how they were similar in that way, except she was a chick and he was a dude. Although, some of the activities he liked to do on his free time, were in fact illegal. They seemed to never cross paths, as their friends groups weren't close to each other. He did know that most the chicks he hooked up with, hated her guts. He didn't really care to find out why though.

Maybe he could mess with her. See just how "bad" she really was. He figured, she was just putting up a facade though. Fighting was easy. What he wanted to know was how far was she willing to go. Bad kids didn't stop at just causing fights, they went much further.

Pushing away from the wall, he shoved past people once more. He stopped next to her, he glance down at her. A sly smirk playing on his handsome features. "Hannah, right?" He asked simply, lowering himself to her ear, so he could be heard over the blaring music. This would be fun.

Sergio let out a deep chuckle, he glanced away for a moment. As if he couldn't believe she was already testing him, pushing at non existent buttons. He wasn't the kind of guy to just go off beacause of a little teasing. He knew that from the outside, he probably looked like a hot-head, asshole, fuck boy, and all of the above. He was actually pretty easy going, it would take a lot to get him pissed off. Anyone outside of his friend group, of course didn't know that. He honestly, didn't doubt that Hannah had much more altercations under her belt than him. He was never the instigator.

He raised a brow at her, before smiling. His dimples making an appearance. He tilted his head slightly, and laid his hand over his chest and heart. Feigning heartfelt, "Aw, you were waiting for me. I feel honored." He smirked, as he teased her back. Teasing was child's play to him. That was half the conversations he had with his friends. Just tossing insults back at each other, like their life depended on it. Of course, it was all in good fun.

Without a doubt, she was attractive. Funny how she really could pack a punch in that petite frame of hers. Maybe he could see her in action, one day. He shoved his hands into, his jean pockets. "Say you haven't been here very long. Already starting shit, I see." He clicked his tongue at her, as if he were scolding a small child. She was however, much shorter than him. He saw no difference. He actually had know idea how long she'd been there for, he was taking a guest in the dark.