"Everyone, take a seat. I want to get started on the second chapter as soon as possible," Mr.Ricci asked us as the class settled in.
He had called attendance and when he had gotten to my name, he had avoided eye contact.
Coward. Just like Jonah.
As he wrote things on the board, I rolled my eyes.
I already knew all of the shit he was writing down. The only reason I had even taken this class was because Jackson had asked me to sign up with him for it. He told me he wanted to have me in there with him and that was enough for me to agree.
I secretly pulled out my phone and texted Vera about how bored I was.
Vera and I exchanged a smile as she read the text.
I would rather be getting my nails done right about now or getting some action. - Vera
I suppressed a laugh. Typical Vera thinking about boys.
I would rather be sleeping or eating pizza :/ - Reagan
I swear you and pizza have a relationship - Vera
Pizza has never let me down - Reagan
I know, that's how I feel about alcohol - Vera
Stfu you alcoholic bitch -Reagan
I heard a giggle and knew it was coming from Vera.
Stop laughing bitch, or we'll get in trouble-Reagan
I waited like a minute but she didn't text back.
V, I never said to stop laughing. Texting is the only thing getting me through this boring ass class.- Reagan
But she still didn't respond.
I looked up to see if she had fallen asleep but instead was met with piercing blue eyes.
"Your phone, now!" Mr. Ricci's tone scared the fuck out of me.
I wanted to delete the texts but I knew it was too late. He had snatched the phone out of my hand.
"Texting is the only thing getting me through this boring ass class," He read my text out loud.
I could see his jaw clenching and saw that same aggression that I had seen last night with Jonah, building up right now.
A few of the kids in my class laughed including Jackson. He sent me a smile of approval at my text.
Even though I was in a lot of trouble, I couldn't help but smile back at Jackson.
"So now you find this funny! You're staying in after school detention with me today till 5. We'll see how you laughing then!" He stormed off to his desk with my phone in his hand.
"And don't even think you're getting this back after class!" He rubbed his face angrily trying to keep his anger at bay.
I just sat there with my mouth shut. I didn't even know how I was going to get myself out of this one.
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" He's such a dick, I swear!" I vented to Vera as we walked towards the school's entrance.
"I know babe, but what can you do? I saw him watching you out of the corner of his eye during class. And I was about to warn you but by then he had already seen you texting and had walked to your desk." She looked at me apologetically as I could see she felt guilty.
"It's ok, V. If he thinks that detention is going to be rough on me, he has a surprise coming his way. I haven't just forgotten about the whole money thing."
Vera looked at me as if she wanted to talk me out of it but I gave her a look that said she better butt out.
"Ok well, I have to go to cheer practice right now but text me as soon as you get your phone back," She hugged me and we said said our goodbyes.
I headed off to the stupid history classroom on my own.
The door was closed and for a second I thought he had forgotten he had given me detention.
But just as I was about to turn around, the door opened.
"Glad to see you're at least on time." Mr. Ricci's 'nice person' facade was gone and instead was replaced by who he really was. A bitter man.
I rolled my eyes as I took a seat in the back. There was no one else in here but I was still not going to sit near that man.
"Sit at the front," He pointed to the seat right in front of his desk.
"No." I replied as I took out a book to read. He wasn't going to get under my skin anymore.
"No? I said sit at the front and I said now." The way he told me what to sent tingles down my back.
But I still wasn't going to give him what he wanted. His whole family could go to hell for all I cared.
"I said no." And I continued to read my book.
I thought I had finally won until I felt my book being snatched out of my hand and being thrown across the room.
"What the fuck is wrong with you!" I looked up to see him with darkened eyes staring at me waiting for me to defy him again.
"Watch your mouth, Reagan."
Was he being serious? He had just thrown my book across the room. I'm pretty sure a teacher wasn't allowed to do that.
"You have to be kidding, right?" I tried to stand up to show him I wasn't scared but that ended up backfiring.
He had to be at least 6 feet and I was only a mere 5'2 so he was towering over me in the most intimidating way.
My plaid school skirt had hitched up a bit so I tried to pull it down but not before noticing the way his eyes glanced down at my legs for half a second.
For some reason, I could feel my cheeks heating up at the sudden closeness between us.
"At the front, now." He whispered.
His eyes had gotten noticeably darker but I think I was just seeing things.
This time I listened and went around him to grab my book off the floor.
I sat in the seat, my back straight, as I was kind of scared of having him close to me again. I could feel his eyes burning into me as he took a seat at his desk.
But maybe it wasn't that I was scared of him, maybe it was that I was scared that I had felt a twisted excitement at the way he had screamed at me.
Shit. I was so fucked up in the head.
