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School. The one place evryone couldn't wait to get out of before they were even in. But what made it worse? You were stuck after school in ditention. Mrs. Simon told you already she'll be supervising and that meany libary duty. Usually when she ends up watching over the tenagers in the ditention, she made them stack books in the libary, so well "punishment" for not obeying the school rules. But most of the kids were stuck in there because they'd talk back to a teacher. That wasn't a rule, it was just an excuse for the teacher to get the last laugh.

The bell rang and you staped out of your day dream. You picked up your books and headed for the exit "Heard you got ditention, apperently the good girl of the school isn't as good after all." says the all familiar voice of the one and only, Calum Hood. ''Calum. Always a nice suprise to see you." you say turning around. ''It is isn't it?'' he says. You roll your eyes and walk up to your locker him following you. "We have 15 minutes until ditention starts, care for a smoke?" he says leaning againts the lockers next to you. "How do i know your not trying to poison me?'' you say closing the locker and putting your bag inside your locker as an agreement to the cigarette offer. "Yeah, you should be more careful." he says smirking.

You start walking down the hall heading to the back door when you felt his hand on your bum. You push it away and without saying a word you walk outside with him.

You couldn't really explain your relationship with Calum to anyone. Not because you didn't want to it was because you weren't sure what the state of the relationship was. It was like you hated each other one minuted, the next minute your best friend, then you get flirty and then you just stop talking for a few weeks until one of you starts a convertation.

You leaned against the brick wall and Calum heanded you the cigarette. Just as you were about to take it he pulled away. You roll your eyes. "I'm not playing games with you Hood.", "It's not a game until your naked in my bed, sweetheart." he says smirking and handing you the cigarette. You nodd your head sarcasticly as he lights up his cigarette, tillting his head a bit. He gives you the lighter and you light up as well.

A moment of silence passes by and the only thing to heat was the sound of smoke being breathed in and out.

"Luke's having a party today." he says out of the blue. "So?" you say. "I hope you can make it." he says. "Hope is for the weak. The strong ones go and get what they want." you say and smirk. "Okay, i tried asking nicely so how about this: I'll pick you up at 9 and wear something nice." he says. "No." you say and smile divelshly. "It wasn't a question." he says moving closer and blowing the smoke into your face. "Ops, i guess i awnsered it anyway." you say trowing the cigarette on the ground and walking back inside.

You took your bag out of the locker and walking to the bathroom to freshin up. Calum didn't take the effort to not smell like cigarettes because pretty much everyone knew he smoked but for some odd reason he was still hiding like a 13 year old girl from her parents.

When you got to the libary everyone was already there putting books on shelvs. "Your late Mrs. (Y/L/N). I don't supose you want to be here on monday to, now do you?" says Mrs. Simon not taking her eyes of the paperwork. "You know me so well, Mrs. Simon." you say sarcastacly and you hear Calum laugh at your comment.

You got right to work.

You were stacking book for an hour or so. You were tired and you wanted to go home. You reached for the last book across the table and you felt a smack on your ass. You looked up seeing Calum wink at you.

You walked home fast edgar to get ready. Somehow you were actually excited to go out with Calum.

You showered, dried and straigtened your hair and putted on an all black outfit. By the time you were done the time was 8.30 so you texted Calum to pick you up at the store. There was only one, so he should know how to find you.

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