The Bad Boy Likes Me

Chapter 1: Bad News

"Ally.. Bad news."My brother Tony (Antony) says after interrupting my phone call with my boss.

Tony was 3 years older then me. He is 21 and I am 18. You could tell we were siblings because Tony and I look alike. Both of us has dimples, black like (dark brown, the looked like black from every angle though) eyes, tan skin, black hair (mine is medium length if your wondering), and we both were tall, however he was taller then me (6.0 and 5.6). He is pretty strong as well, he has a six pack and is pretty buff, I on the other hand was slim looked weak, but was pretty strong.

"I'll call you back." I slightly yelled into my special edition Black iPhone 6s and hung up before my boss could yell at me.

"What the hell was that for?!" I yelled, I threw my phone out of rage on my bed of my master bed room, my parents Tony and I got a master bed. My parents think that getting your own master bedroom is happiness. My parents think money can buy happiness. Stupid right?

"We are moving." My brother says crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. "Maybe I should've never told you since your being a fucking bitch." He mumbled under his breath. My brother has never been this rude to me before.

"What? Why?" I said crossing my arms. My arms touched my cold diamond stud for my belly piercing, I got it when I was 15, I was at a party and my drink got spiked so I got super drunk and got belly piercings.. Thank god I didn't do anything else.. My parents would've killed me. I had only ear and belly piercings, my parents would never allow any other piercing.

"Mom and Dad said that they wanna move back to California. They have enough money to spend for their demands, but when it comes to us they just disappear with their money for a while." Tony said followed by a sigh.

"When are we moving?" I asked.

"We are moving tomorrow, Aunt Jacky will take care of our house." He says rolling his eyes, not at me, at my parents choice of moving in one day. "You better start packing now.."

"Ugh.. Tony can't you convince them not to move?" I nicknamed Antony, 'Tony' when I was 3. I like to call him Tony, I use 'Anthony when I am mad or when it is a serious matter which barley occurs.

"Don't you think I tried?" He says rolling his eyes.

"Chill, dude." I say putting my manicured hands up in the air surrendering.

"It's not easy packing in 1 day stupid." Tony says with attitude.. Drama king! "I feel bad for you, your moving schools."

"Ugh, who cares. People called me a lose-" I say stopping when I realized what I have just said. Tony is very very protective. He tries to make sure no one hurts me, sadly he can't protect me at school.

"What did you say?" Tony says raising his eyebrow.

"I said that I could help you pack, first both of us do your packing then we do mine." I lied. He can tell, I know it. Me and him can sense when we are lying to each other.

"I know your lying Ally, an-"

"-Don't worry about it!" I say cutting him off. "Also do I got to school tomorrow?" I ask trying to change the topic.

"No." He says. I was mentally doing a victory dance. Tony walks up to and wraps his arms around me. "Ally, I can't see you upset so tell me if something is up. If some one is bothering you, please tell me."

Oh, I think I am going to cry. He is the sweetest brother ever.

"Thank you." I say hugging him back. Tony and I walk down the hall and into his room. He grabs two boxes and hands me one.

"Here you can pack my electronics." Tony says I nod. I start unplugging his game consoles, computer, laptop charger-basically unplugged every wire in the room.

"So what school an I going to?" I ask.

"Wind'n'Brook." Tony said. I nodded. "Stay away from the boys." Tony says in a warning tone. I giggle and nod.