Never Make Fun Of The Fat Kid

"Detention?" "Detention"

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Chapter 26; "Detention?" "Detention"

"See you later." Andrew playfully winks at me, as he walks to a different hallway.

Why did it feel like a long weekend? I mean, it really felt like a long weekend. You know why?

One: John, and I broke up.

Two: John, and I broke up because he thought I was cheating on him.

Three: John and I broke up because John thought I was cheating on him with Dani- OKAY. Let me explain it better.

One: John and I broke up because he thought I was cheating on him with Daniel in a kids place.

Better? Thought so.

Two: Daniel and I kissed more than one time that same day.

Like two times! It's not that much! Wait, one was a really long Make-Out session. What is wrong with me?

Three: Daniel and I went to collect the Fundraizer money on sunday.

Four: I found out he gets abused by his father.

Five: blah, blah, blah.

I scan around my locker, but it was no where near sight. What happend to my math book? Don't tell me I brought it home with me on friday, used it, and then forgot it at home. Nope, I wouldn't dare to touch a math book on a weekend. I know myself too well. Someone else took it.

The bell rings and people hurry to their classes. See, this time it was Andrews fault we were late, he woke up late today. Seriously though, what does Ruth see in my brother?

Shutting my locker closed, I stomp my way to my Math class.

Great. Now I had to go to my math class, tell my teacher I forgot my math book, and she'll send me to dentention. Cross that, I'll go to Mrs. Johnsons room. She'll tell me to do something more... Interesting, and less boring. And I mean it!

Before I knew it, I was smashed against the lockers and I looked up to see Daniel looking straight down at me, with a serious look on his face.

"Did you tell anyone? About what happend yesterday?" He asks me.

"Yes. I told the whole school." My words dripping with sarcasm. Daniel shakes his head.

"This is serious shit Anna."

"And so is bullying. Which is exactly what you did to Amanda. But did yo-" I was cut off because Daniel's lips met mine.

This kiss only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like hours. Great, long hours in a world full of swee- oh my, shut up Amanda.

"I'm sorry okay? I don't know why I ever did that to her. It wasn't my fault. I was brainwashed with what my father told me. YOU even said it, it wasn't my fault he did that." He runs a hand through his hair, and sighs.

Great, now I felt like a bitch. Wait, I am one.

"Sorry, I don't mean to be nosey." A frown forms in my face.

"Yes you do." He sounded hurt, but he kept his big macho-man act.

Even better, now I'm a bigger bitch.

"God, Daniel. What the hell is your problem?"

"What's YOUR problem? I'm perfectly fine. But you always have to be at the top list. You always have to be better than me."

"I don't have a problem with you! You have a problem with me. And I never meant to be better than you. I never do." Okay, maybe I was kind of lying. But I've lied too much already. How bad can it be?