All For You

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𝐈𝐳𝐚

I deserve a slap from Noor after this. Ten minutes. I can't believe it. How did I manage to get into Biology this early? Ten minutes is the earliest I have ever been to any place. Okay maybe I am exaggerating a bit now, but the point is I haven't been early in a very long time.

The last time I have ever been early was when I had to pick up Aran for getting excluded.

I remember it being the happiest day of my life since I had gotten expelled that day which, I know, is way worse. But listen to this, I wouldn't get into any trouble since I would have Aran to back me up because if he didn't he knew I would tell Dad that he had gotten excluded.

I checked the time on my phone, instantly groaning after seeing that I had eight minutes left until the lesson started. This was going to be a fucking nightmare, I hate Biology as much as I loved it at the same time.

I was already regretting my decision of attending this lesson instead of dipping when someone, I never expected to be here, walked in.

Trent quietly walked in, his head to the ground as he made his way to a table at the back. Well, the only table at the back was the one I was sitting on, so he was basically asking to be teased by me. "I didn't expect you to be here," I said, as soon as he sat down.

He looked at me with an annoyed scowl on his face. "Shut up."

"Why? Is it one of Miss Darne's rules?" I asked, an evil grin on my face. "Or do you just pretend to hate Biology?"

Trent shook his head, before a sudden thought passed his eyes. "Sorry, I didn't come to the last maths session." He apolgised, shaking his head. "Some guy bribed me for a few hundreds, I couldn't say no to that."

I raised my eyebrows in surprise. "Grey eyes?" I asked, before Trent nodded.

Just as he was about to opening his mouth to speak, a scream echoed through the air. We both looked over to see Fallon standing there, a huge smile on her face as she stared at Trent.

"Hello, Fallon," Trent replied dully, taking a pencil out of his bag and not spending a second to look at her, as he opened his textbook and started going through his notes from the previous lesson.

"You can call me Fal, I don't really like the name Fallon that much," Fallon said as she smiled and tucked her hair in behind her ear before flicking it.

"Okay, Fal," Trent muttered, rolling his eyes and slowly shifting his chair away from Fallon.

If I was her I would've gotten the message that he wasn't into me and then wouldn't bother talking to him again. But this was Fallon we were talking about here, she doesn't give up on something until she gets it.

"Trent, what subjects do you take?" She asked. Trent pushed his glasses up and rolled his eyes at the same time before answering.

Fallon carried on forcing a conversation with him as she tried to subtly flirt with him. It was taking everything in my power to not laugh at this. Fallon looked straight-up stupid with the way she was trying so hard to get Trent's attention, and Trent, well, he always does or says something funny, so his dull replies were just an addition to all the humour in this scenario.

A sudden crash collapsed down near the classroom door. I almost jumped out the window, as I turned around to see a head of black hair, leaning down to pick up the bin he had kicked over. As he picked up the bin, the briber's grey eyes immidiately met with mine.

I internally graoned to myself. What was he doing here? I swear this man must have a tracker on me because he is following me everywhere.

Leo walked at the desk of my teacher, who was reading through a paper. Leo wore a grey backpack that was similar to the colour of his eyes, fucking ugly.