The Saviour

Chapter Three

When I walk into the detention room , the first thing I notice is four jocks all in letterman jackets . A brunette , ginger , blond and another ginger but with curly hair .

Then I notice a pair of dark grey eyes .

Attached to those eyes was a boy who looked around 17 to 18 years old . Dark black hair frames his face , leaving it with bangs just barley giving access to his right eye . He was wearing a beanie and had a single lip ring on his bottom lip . I notice he had a nicely toned build .
I also notice the black eye and busted lip .

(What the hell ? Just because your a jock doesn't mean wear you jacket like a badge every day . Like seriously , those are pretty damn expensive I'm sure you guys have other jackets . )

Wait a minute ... Dark hair and four jocks ... He's the guy that-

"Ms.Jenson ! If you're going to stand all day then don't do it in my doorway !" The teacher shouts , snapping me from my thoughts .

Every jocks' head turns the doorway I'm standing in . While Mystery Boys head stays put , eyes staring at the wall , clearly bored .

Great . Why , why , why must the universe grace me with the blessing problems with the likes of these morons ?

"Whatever ." I mutter and take a seat far away from everyone else , into the very back row .

Taking out a random notebook from my bag , I place it on the desk and begin to doodle on a clean sheet of paper . Thoughts wandering around , thinking of reasons why we had to move ; where we were going next , if we move again . Then back to that Mystery Boy .

"Listen up , juvenile idiots . I'm leaving you alone for a few minutes , don't do anything moronic . Not that you can help it . " the bitch- oh I mean TEACHER was saying .

Then she left slamming the door behind her .

Well shit ....

I hear the sound of chair being scraped across the floor , then footsteps . And then sound of moving chairs again, but this time much closer .

Keeping my head down , my hair falling as a curtain covering my face from view , I don't bother to stop doodling and ignore all of it .

"Hey ." One of the boys spoke .

Still ignoring it , I keep doodling .

"Hello ?" A hand was being waved in my face .
I snap my head up and glare at the person in front of me . The jock with blond hair . What is it with me interacting with blond lately ? You know what , I'm just gonna blame it on Mondays .

"What ?" I growl .

"You're new ,right ?"

I roll my eyes at the dumbass .
"No , I've been here all year and you've just now noticed . Look ? Just go away and leave me alone ."

"No , I'm good right here ."
He leans back in the chair and puts his hands behind his head and smirks down at me while his moron lackeys snicker and laugh .
"Besides , not really anything you can do about it , now is there ?"

I slowly put down my pen and place my notebook in my bag , them place my pen in my pocket .

"Is that so ?" I reply calmly

"Yep ." Is his answer .

"Wanna know what I have to say about that ?" I whisper leaning closer to him .

"What's that ?" He says leaning in also .

"This . " I smirk at his hopeful face .

I clench my fist and send it flying to his face .
My fist connects to his nose with and audible crack .