Detention...
422 Words
I woke up and felt like s**t. My lips were sor and my neck was peppered in purpley red marks. Then I came back to me those two men, they looked like they belonged to a mafia or something. They had jet black hair and emerald green eyes that looked like they were coated in gold. Lean but muscaly figures, ripped jeans and black t's. They had the perfect bad boy gangster look. I noticed a pink sticky note on the desk next to where I lay. "See you next time babe, love your bad boys
Ps: if we see anyone near you or flirting with you we won't hesitate to kill them." That made the hairs on my neck stand on end. They wouldn't really kill anyone, would they?!...."I ran outside the room I was in and got help from a passing teacher to find my class.
"Right then class, today we have a new student, his name is celeb please be friendly and help him around school if you se him." The teacher explained in a bored tone. I think his name was Mr Marly, more like Mr Mardy.He lazily pointed to a spear seat in the back of the class room. He clearly did not like me. Go sit between London and Colton. I turned and started walking to my seat when I relised who I was sat next to it was those pervs from earlier. Wtf. They smirked at me with a mischievous look in there eyes. I wasn't a mind reader but I was sure they were planing something and I was sure I wasn't going to like it.
"Mr celeb sit down!!" I was to busy thinking to relise that the teacher was shouting my name. "Can you come and right what I just said on the board."ha this guy was trying to embarass me, hell no. I stood up and wrote in big bold letters, f**k this class." The whole class erupted in laughter especially the cheerleader squad to my left. They looked like your average bitches with caked on make-up and 4 inch heels. "Detention!" The old hag yelled right in my ear. "Okay, okay. No need to get your pants in a twist Mr Mardy." Yet again the class bursed out laughing. Rolling my eyes I left the class only to hear two sets of heavy foot steps behind me.I didnt even have to turn around to know who it was, where these dudes stalking me or something.
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