Free Married to the Bad Boy by Letty Scott Page B

others are saying and everything will turn out fine,” he said in an effort to reason with me.
    I sighed and got out of the car. As I walked away, the people who saw me get out of the car looked shocked that I was with Brandon, but I didn’t stop to see if he was following me. When I got to the door, I felt someone’s hand land on my shoulder, causing me to flinch.
    “Here, you might need this,” Brandon said, holding up a hoodie. “You still have a bruise under your eye and I don’t want anyone questioning how you got it.” He sounded concerned. I smiled at him as I slipped it on and he brought the hood up to my head while bringing my hair forward to cover the bruises some more.
    “Thanks,” I said, turning to walk inside. I went to my locker to get my books for the morning classes. As I opened the locker door, I heard some noise next to me to see him standing there eyeing the people who walked by. “What?”
    “We need to go to the office and give them your new info,” he said.
    “Why? I don’t think that’s smart,” I told him. “Look, I’ll take the ring off so no one will think differently than what you told them yesterday. No one has to know we got married.”
    Unfortunately, one of his fan girls stopped in front of us, who seemed to hear the last bit of what I said and eyed the ring on my finger I was trying to take off. “You married her?” the girl screamed, causing a few others to stop and look over at us.
    Brandon only laughed as he threw his arm around my shoulders. “Yep, we got married last night. Sorry about your bad luck.” He was acting like this was the most casual thing the way he was talking about it.
    “Why her?” she questioned him. “You can have your pick from any girls in the school. Why would you marry her? She isn’t even pretty.”
    “It doesn’t matter why I married her. That’s between me and her. All that you need to know is she is my wife, so you better leave her alone or you won’t like the outcome. Now get out of our faces, we’re talking here,” he rudely told her, moving his hand for her to move along. She just threw her brown hair over her shoulder and walked off.
    “Brandon, she’s going to tell everyone. Why didn’t you just lie or something? Plus the lady at the chapel said it won’t be finalized till Saturday,” I told him, with the fear of his fan girls causing me more trouble than I already had crept up to me.
    “Like I said, don’t think about it. They should know better than to cause you any problems. Now come on, we need to go to the office to tell them about us getting married. I have a copy of the paperwork for our marriage certificate to show them.” He took the books I had grabbed and intertwined our fingers and walked back down the hall to the office. As we walked, I noticed people talking about us and pointing at our hands. I looked down to the ground, not liking how fast the news had traveled in just a short time.    
    When we walked into the office and faced the lady from yesterday, she looked up at us and grabbed the microphone and placed it far away from Brandon. “Can I help you two?” She asked, raising an eyebrow at us.
    “Yes, we need to change some information on Kami’s records,” he told her, giving her a small smile.
    “What kind of information do we need to change?” she asked as he pulled out some papers from his bag and handed it to her. She read through them and looked up at us in disbelief. “You got married?”
    I had to bite my lip to stop from laughing at her facial expression.
    “Yes, we did,” he said, letting go of my hand and wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me to him. I felt a little safer in his arms. I knew the school was talking about us, but as long as I had Brandon next to me, I was sure I could get through this just fine.
    “Ok,” she said, still a little shocked. She typed something on the computer and told us it was all handled and to get going to class before it