TRUTH AND DARE

Three

The detention room was empty apart from the teacher who took our names down, as soon as we are done with that, I took the farthest seat I could find away from Zeke. I actually plan on ignoring him for the rest of the detention.

I took out my phone to tell joey about my detention and tell her to eat lunch alone but as she replied, my phone was seized. I couldn't even get to read her response.

I groaned, trying really hard not to cry. This is the first time I'll ever be in detention. Is this what it feels like to get into trouble. Zeke sat down peacefully, obviously he's gotten used to it.

"I'm going out for lunch, you too better not talk other than sit there" the teacher watching us said. As soon as she walked out the silent become more akward and the room suddenly become uncomfortable.

Sitting down here with the school baddest ass is what I wouldn't give a thought. This is all his fault, if he hadn't open that damned mouth of his to talk trash about me, probably none of this wouldn't have happen.

"This is all your fault" I couldn't help but tell him. Everything is all his f*****g fault.

He didn't respond.

"Can you hear me at all" I demanded, getting infruirrated.

Still no word from him.

"Hello" I yelled again.

"I'm talking to you!" I exclaimed angrily.

With this, he looked up.

"I heard you the first time I just don't give a damn" he said and look up at me in the eye.

"If you will excuse me, I'm trying to observe the detention rules" he spatted then looked away going back to picking his nails.

What the heck? I know he is a rude jerk but not to this extent.

He's trying to observe a rule when he actually broke one and get both of us in trouble.

I'm too tired to argue with him any further so I just went back to my seat. The rest of the day was just as bad, by the time we came back after school for another one hour detention, I did my best and stayed away from Zeke because that's the only thing I could do.

The week went by peacefully... Well at least not peacefully enough, I had to spend my lunch time and after school in a god-damned deserted room with Zeke preston. Not to think if the awkward silence we both had been sharing since the starting of the detention.

"Jerk!" I muttered staring at him across the room.

"I heard that!" She spatted not raising his head from his locker.

I scoffed. He even had the audacity to talk back after all what he had put us through.

"Well it was for you to hear" I retorted angrily.

"Bimbo" he said so slowly raising his head to look at me.

"Little wonder you get ogled by the wrong guy" 

I'm puzzled! What is he trying to pull here?

Almost immediately images of last Friday flushed in. The drunken guy in the bathroom and how Zeke saved me. Somehow I wanted to thank him but he doesn't deserve any, he's a jerk who does nothing other than being trouble to people's lives.

When I finally got out of the detention room, the usually crowded hall ways are now deserted so is the packing lot. Joey's who has always been my ride had gone home since I was on detention this week. I began to find my way towards the exit of the school, dreading my walk home.

Shortly, a black Audi pulled up beside me, then the glass was winned down. When the driver came into view I wasn't surprised who it was.

Zeke preston!

I fizzled then started walking.

"What are you doing?" He demanded, raising his voice so I can hear him.

"What does it seems I'm doing?" I retorted without stopping. Why is he even speaking to me?

Zeke started driving at the same place I was walking.

"Get in the car!" He commanded

"No!" I replied immediately. He had no power over me and can't tell me what to do.

"Stop being stubborn and get in the car while I'm still nice" 

Is he any serious? I'd bet nothing good has ever come out of those mouths.

"I said no!" I simply stated.I had barely walked out of the school premises when I saw his car packed few feet away from me. When I looked up I saw him leaning against his car.

What the f**k does his want from me? Can't he just see I'm trying to avoid trouble.

I ignore him like he wasn't standing there and walk past.

"Just get in the car already and stop being stubborn" he called after me.

"No! I'm not going with you" I called back.

I don't even know why I'm talking to him. I didn't hear him reply, so he gave up already? What a jerk he is. Why am I suddenly complaining about him giving up.

"JUST GET INTO THE DAMNED CAR!" He yelled, behind me. I was scooped into a pair of strong hands in a bridal style then draged towards the car. 

Is he seriously kidding me?

"Let me down!" I cried out stumping my foots in the air and struggling to wriggle out of his hands. He tightened his grip on me, smirking. He opened the passenger door then dropped me on the seat. He bring his face closer to mine, I was uncomfortable with the sudden closeness between us.

"Don't think if this as a favour" he stopped to see my reaction 

"I don't like getting a no, and I only wanted to help you because you it's bad you walk here, and now you're walking back" he concluded then stared at me in the eyes before rising up to shut the door.

What was that all about?

How did he know I walk to school? Joey only take me back home everyday.

I don't like getting a no.

"Whatever" I scoffed.

****

The whole car ride was in complete silence. I glance over at Zeke, he was chewing his jaws so hard. His hands in the steering was so tight that his knocked were white. 

Why is he always angry?

A couples of minutes later, we pulled up infront of my house.

How did he know I live here? I look over to him to ask but was interrupted.

"Stop staring at me and get out!" He practically raised his voice.

What the hell? I haven't done anything so why leach his anger out on me? 

"Don't raise your voice me" I retorted, becoming angry myself.

I get out if his car without saying a thank you. He doesn't deserve one anyway.