walking chaos

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The silence was unbearable. I had to do something to ease the tension. Literally anything would save me right now.

So, I did what any normal human would. I let one rip. I know, I know, not very ladylike but I-

Yeah, I have no excuses. That cookie went straight through me, I wish the best for Olly- what do they put in those things here?

It served its purpose though, Principle Wiley couldn't help but crack a smile, even though he tried his hardest to prevent it. Deep down in every adult, farts are always going to be funny. It's the inner child in them.

Clearing his throat he began, "Look Desponia, I like you. I think you're funny and I think you've been in some tough situations that have made you strong."

What does he know of my tough situations? I wonder what my dad told him.

"But you cannot behave in the way you have been doing recently. This is, what? your first day? And already I've had multiple reasons to issue punishment." He sighed, "You're father is a good friend of mine but this school has strict rules. So, please, for the sake of both us, let's not have this behaviour continue, okay?"

I gave a tight nod, knowing full well I was agreeing to the impossible. In a school of devils you cannot be a saint.

"Good. I will be having you and Mr. Goldberg in for detention later today. I don't care what happened outside of this school, you're in here now and I won't tolerate anymore fighting."

Oh great, an hour of me and Casper locked up together. What could possibly go wrong?

"Get to class."

Hastily, I got to my feet and then began the long journey to Chemistry. The only thing getting me through knowing I'd be spending time poking and prodding at Atlas. He was so sweet and wholesome seeming, it made me curious as to what was below the surface.

Chemistry and myself were maybe not the best combination, I can admit to blowing up a few science labs in my previous school... But those weren't entirely my fault so I don't think they really count.

I chose to stop at a vending machine on the way to Chemistry, figuring I'd be more likely to get away with annoying the globe boy if I, at least, brought some kind of peace offering. Though I didn't actually know his favourite snack so I just got whatever I could shake out of the machine, which turned out to be a snicker bar for him and popcorn for me.

Upon arriving at Chemistry class I noticed something odd. The teacher was... Shrivelled. Like a prune. Not in a rude way, but in a literal way. She looked she'd been the focus of one too many chemical pranks, see this is why I could never be a teacher- who wants to put up with this? There's no amount of money that make this job worth it.

"Ophelia, I'm guessing?" The wrinkled woman said as I entered the classroom munching away on some popcorn.

"Yep." My eyes didn't meet hers as I looked around the room for Atlas.

"You can sit here." She pointed to a seat at the front which was, interestingly, next to Ricky! I didn't know he was in any of my lessons. Huh. Small world.

Speaking of worlds, Atlas cleared his throat and my eyes fell upon him sitting in the back corner. A book in his hands and his ear phones all knotted up laying carelessly over his desk. He smiled.

"Sorry Miss... uh Chemistry person and pretty Ricky," I winked at him, "but I actually think I'll sit back there with Atlas." I stated as I strolled over to my globe whos eyes travelled to Ricky then back to me.

On the way, I chucked the remainder of my popcorn to Ricky who grinned with glee at my gesture. What a cutie. Hard to believe all these people are criminals of some kind. I'm curious as to what these guys did to get them sent here.

"Globe!" I exclaimed as I slid into the seat next to him, "Watcha reading?" I smiled.

"Hi Des," He blushed and cleared his throat, "I, uh, it's called An abundance of Katherine's."

"By John Green?"

"Yeah, you know it?"

"Please tell me you've read Looking for Alaska, my all time favourite book which if you didn't know what also written by good old John!" I rushed out as quick as I could, desperate for his answer.

"I have," My excitement grew, "Not, sadly." My excitement deflated.

"Well we'll just have to change that, won't we?"

"I guess so." He shrugged.

"Oo, I almost forgot!" I reached into my pocket for the snickers bar, "I got you this, please tell me you like snickers." I held it out to him.

His silence was enough of an answer for me.

"Damnit." I mumbled, unwrapping the small chocolate bar and taking a bite.

"It's not that I don't like them! It's just they don't like me."

My eyebrows displayed my confusion expressively and he continued, "I'm allergic."

"Ugh. Stupid allergies. Stupid, stupid, stupid." I was clearly overcompensating as I happily ate it instead, they're quite tasty.

The teacher began babbling on about some chemical things or what-not but I was more interested in observing the class and just well, anything but paying attention.

"Des?" Atlas whispered so the teacher wouldn't look our way.

"Yeah?" I leaned closer to him, my eyes staying on the teacher as to not make it obvious.

"What did the principle say?"

When my eyes met his, I realised he looked somewhat concerned. I suppose he had seen a rather tense confrontation with me and Cassy, but that was nothing. A little spat.

"Nothing much, I just have a detention to serve with that guy, Casper. It's only an hour though. No biggy."

"The guy who literally tried to kill you?! You have to be in a room, alone, with him? For what, like an hour?" Dramatic much?

He did seem genuinely concerned for me and while it felt nice there was no need. Casper wasn't who he pretended to be, in front of an audience he puts on a show, but he's a scaredy cat deep down. Always has been. Granted it has been a while and people can change but not him. I know exactly how to push his buttons and when it comes down to it, I'll have no problem doing so.

"Atlas, trust me, no need to worry. He's a prick, yes but he's not someone who's capable of hurting me." I reassured him, watching his eyes travel to the bruise on my jaw, "Well, okay fine, he can throw a few punches but you know what I mean."

The teacher made us work in silence for the rest of the lesson so our conversation was cut short, I appreciated the concern but I'm Desponia Grey and I can fight my own battles.

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