8 07| the victim of detention

Serine

"I'm just not killing it today, no today is not my day," -CAMILA CABELLO, Not killing only today.

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One month earlier

Okay I was seriously not having it. At all.

Slamming head into the notebook, I was drained. Have you ever just felt like... dead tired? 'Cause I was beyond exhausted and I needed sleep.

Why is it when you're at school the day stretches more than its supposed to?

Another and followed by another sigh escaped me. So yes, it was one of days where you're not killing it today at all.

Oh no, it was just one of those days that if anyone were to say the simplest, dumbest thing, you'd rip their head off. And that's exactly what I was waiting to do. I heard the sounds of familiar giggles but didn't take note to it.

I wasn't in the mood.

I got up to throw the piece of paper in the trash can and was on my way back to my desk when a shoulder bumped into my mine, and I just knew it was on purpose. I didn't even bother saying anything so I dragged her by the hair and slammed  her against the edge of the table and she bounced back. Causing her to fall face first.

"I apologize students for the de- What the hell is going on here?"

Just what I needed.

Just what I fucking needed.

I allowed my eyes to do a double eye roll when I heard Mr Jackson's voice and the chatter in the classroom finally died down. The only sound you could hear was the sound of Kelly's whimpers that called for a triple eye roll.

Great.

"She attacked her!" One of her minions screeched and pointed a  finger into my direction."Serine-"

"Detention I know," I muttered and sunk down in my seat opening my book to a random page and just stared at it. "Aren't going to apologize?" Okay now she was really pushing it.

I pretended not to hear anything and kept staring at the page full of paragraphs and diagrams.

It wasn't until I smelt that cologne that belonged to the wrong person that I shut my eyes aggravated. Mr 'Show Up Late' appeared out of nowhere into the classroom.

The next words automatically made me want to kill myself. "Detention Alexander,"

I internally sighed and prayed that I'd survive this day. Mr Jackson opened up his mouth and began speaking of our upcoming tests and a few minutes later he finally said, "Okay so your tests are coming up soon. And I would like us to revise on the previous topic, please turn to page 158." It was as if my bones had just collapsed and died.

And my mind had just zoned out.

Great.

I have detention with Alexander.

***

When Jesus's says yes, nobody can say no.

The dismissal bell rang and let me tell you that trying to control your frustration around Kelly can be mission impossible. Luckily for most of my classes she wasn't there.

And damn did that make my day less complicated.

I got up a little later than the frank students and threw the sling of my bag on my one shoulder and held my notebook in hand. I wasn't even out of the homeroom when I bumped into a figure. A manly scent engulfed my nose and I liked it.

Oh no- not anymore.

I didn't like it because of whom it belonged to. "McCann," I sung. "You always have to make it difficult for me huh?" I said finally looking up to him. I came into contact with his familiar silver orbs.

"I couldn't help it," he smirked. "Is that so?" I raised my brows to which he replied with a small "mhm"

I looked away awkwardly. "I have one last class attend to and I wouldn't want to be in detention once again now would I?" He smirked to this. "I'm so glad to have you as my detention buddy," and I gave him a blank stare.

"Please don't flatter yourself," How much more self absorbed could this boy be? He was just an egotistical jerk, who really had nothing better to do than just torment me.

Yes, he was tormenting me. I should most probably report him for invasion of privacy, for simply being everywhere I am. "I'm not flattering myself princess," he paused and seemed to be seeking for a reaction from the nickname that I was learning to get used to.  But unfortunately for him, he never got one. "I'm just really amused and quite surprised at the fact that you would possible do anything just to be in detention with me,"

Oh now I really couldn't believe it. Now I really couldn't. This boy was more out of his mind than I thought he was. "Did you hit your head on the wall or something?"

"No, I just-" he chuckled.

God that chuckle. Face palm.

Why did he have such a sexy chuckle?

Why did it have to belong to him?

Out of all the creatures of this Earth, him.

"I really like the fact that you'd like to spend time with me," he repeated. "McCann-"

"I mean, you know very well Mr Jackson doesn't like fights," I looked at him utterly confused.

"After you," he smirked and it was then I realized we had entered the class together. Everybody had their eyes on us and I turned to him. "Damn you Alexander McCann,"

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