Breaking the Delinquent

Chapter 7: hallways

When I woke up, I checked the time on my phone, it read 5:23pm.

'Already' I thought to myself

I stood up from my bed, trying to recall what I did before falling asleep.

Oh, the blonde haired guy is supposed to be waiting for me. I stood up, put and hair in a ponytail, picked up my phone, and went out the door.

As I walked down a random hallway, I tried to recall where he said the hall would be.

Was it left, right, left. Or left, left, right. I was now lost in my thoughts.

I decided to try my luck. I took the first left turn, then right, and........

"Ouch" I said as my forehead collided with a wall, making me fall backwards on my butt. I could have sworn there wasn't a wall there before.

"Who the f**k do you think you are?" I heard a deep voice boom through my ears. Karma must be repaying me for making the blonde wait for me for about three hours at the hall.

"I should be the one asking that" I said standing back up on my feet.

"She should be a new girl, haven't seen her around" a boy said beside him.

"So you've seen all the girls in this school" I said raising an eyebrow.

"I don't fuckin' care if you are new or not. You are in this school you should know the rules" the boy I bumped into said, stepping forward.

"Megan, there you are. I've been waiting for you for hours" I turned around to see Ryan walking towards us.

"Megan" I asked in confusion.

"What's going on here" he asked looking towards the boys in front of me.

"You'd better teach your girlfriend the school's rules, Hart" he said walking past me, bumping Ryan on his shoulders with his friends tailing behind him.

"Who was that?" I asked Ryan.

"Zayn, stay away from him. He is dangerous" he said with an unreadable expression on his face.

"More like dangerously handsome" I said under my breath.

"What"

"Nothing"

"Now you see why you need orientation" he asked me.

"Yeah" I replied not really paying attention to him.

Zayn, Zayn, Zayn. So the bully is named Zayn. Aside from the fact that he was a bully he was also handsome. He has blue eyes, dark brown hair, and.....

"Megan, Megan" Ryan said tapping my shoulders.

"What, Who's Megan?" I asked him. Why now, and in the middle of my daydream.

"You remember, Megan thee stallion" Ryan said, reminding me of what I told him earlier on.

"My name isn't Megan. So stop calling me that" I said angrily and walked passed Ryan and into another random hallway.

"Let's see who needs to be oriented" I said.

As I walked on the hallways of clifford, I kinda hoped I'd bump into the cute bully again. But of course karma's a b***h. A girl with blonde hair bumped into my shoulder, making me spill her coffee on my white shirt.

"What the f**k!" She shouted, glaring at me.

"Look who's talking, you were the one who spilled your coffee on me, bitch." I said replying her with equal anger.

"Who the f**k do you think you are" she said stepping forward along with her minions.

"Jade. I'm Jade smith" I said challenging her.

She raised her arm to slap me but I caught her hand before it could reach my face. Then I pushed her to the ground. Her minions immediately moved to help her up.

"Next time know your level before acting b***h. You are lucky this time, you might not be this lucky next time." I said walking out on them.

After my encounter with the 'b***h' I just roamed the hallways. At first I was lost, trying to find my way back to my room.

Maybe I need the orientation, do you think Ryan is still there. No you've got to hold up your pride, you can do this.

If I could just remember the room number, this wouldn't have been this hard. I just kept walking around like a lost sheep, I mean I was lost right.

Then I decided to check my social media account, at least my social life was still in good condition. When o removed my hands from my pocket, bringing out my phone, I heard a sound like metal hitting the tiled floor. It was my key, I sighed picking up the key but something caught my attention the numbers '548'. OMG! I forgot my room number was on the key. See this is way easier now. 548, 548, 548. I continuously chanted in my head as I searched for the door with 548 on it.

When I finally found it, I opened the door and locked it behind me. Then checked the time on my phone, it read 7:450m.

I showered and wore my night ware. When I was ready to go sleep I sighted the white shirt that now has coffee all over it, I guess I would just throw it away.

Come to think of it today was packed and I am tired. So bye.

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Aisiella