BUTTERFLIES

chapter one: hard cover book

y/n: I stood at my locker waiting for Blaze, my best friend well my only friend.

Blaze: Sorry I'm late! *runs up next to me reaching out his hand* I missed the bus my mom had to take me.

y/n: *pushes Blaze into the lockers* Asshole! you let me stand here looking like an idiot because you couldn't wake up on time. *rolls eyes*

Blaze: Ouch *rubs arm* I said I was sorry *pouts*

y/n: Yeah yeah, just don't do it again. *point finger at Blaze*

Blaze: Who are you? *confused look* my mom.*starts chuckling*

y/n: If I was I would of got you to school on time so your beautiful amazing best friend *spins in front of Blaze* y/n didn't have to stand at her locker all by herself. *fake pouts*

Blaze: Oh shut up *lightly pushes me* now let's get to class we are already late.

y/n *rolls eyes* Fiiiiinnneee.

Blaze and I walked to class about 10 or so minutes late. I quickly looked through the window and noticed that it wasn't the same old lady that usually taught the class. It looked like a younger man but I couldn't really get a good look from the window.

Blaze: Bitch what is you doing? Go in.

y/n: What the hell? Who is that?

Blaze: *pushes me out of the way of the window* I have no idea but he cute cute.

y/n: I have already had enough of this. *grabs the handle and opens the door

Teacher: *looks over at Blaze and I walking through the door and then looks down at his watch* 10 minutes late I see, take your seats.

y/n: And who are you? A sub or something?

Teacher: No actually I'm your new teacher, now take your seats.

Blaze and I walked to the back of the class and took out seats. For about the next 20 or so minutes me and Blaze were non stop giggling and laughing

Teacher: please be quiet.

y/n: *looks over and the teacher* no thank you.

*Blaze starts giggling*

Teacher: What is your name?

y/n: y/n Davis

Teacher: Well my name is Mr Br-

y/n: I didn't ask and I don't care.

Teacher: *Stares at me* As I was saying my name is Mr Bro-

y/n: Once again I do-

Teacher: *speaks louder* Mr Brock, and if you don't cut this behavior off you will have detention with me.

y/n: Really? A little back talk and you already want to put me in detention. *stands up and puts hands on the desk*

Mr Brock: Yes, any amount of disrespect will land you in detention, you will be stuck with me in here after school

y/n: Ohhh *pushes body off desk and spins in a circle* Then you better get used to seeing my face *walks up to the teachers desk giggles* because I'm just getting started. *puts hands down on desk*

Mr. Brock: *looks down at my hands and back up locking eye contact* Please take your hands off my desk.

y/n: oh *sarcastically shocked face* does that bother  you*puts up quotation marks* Mr Brock *rolls eyes and puts hands back down on the desk*

Mr. Brock: y/n-

y/n: Oh let me guess *mocking tone of voice* detention.

Mr. Brock: Yes, but I am going to give you another chance to NOT end up in detention after school with me. Please take your seat.