CHAPTER EIGHT

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Round two, Valentine rubs his eyes again to get the glitter out his eyes.

"Stop rubbing them, they are gonna turn big and ugly."

"It's already big and ugly." He replied.

"It is."

I lied, it's absolutely gorgeous along with the rest of his damn body.

"We can't go home like this." Valentine opens his eyes, it was all puffed up. He turns to the seat I was sitting in before tossing my belongs to me.

"Shower time." 

"Huh??" He grabs the towels and my hand, I could feel my stomach flutter.

We both walk out the classroom, it was empty and quiet with tons of paper on the ground.

"W-Where we going?" I ask.

"To shower."

Wait not together...right?

The sound of our steps filled the hall.. Were we alone or is there people still left?

"Click"

"Click"

"Click"

The clock is still loud as ever, it still feels empty. Valentine glance over, he smiles.

"A-Are we going to shower together?" I whisper.

We stopped walking, he takes a moment for my words to fully travel through his brain and break into laughter.

Did I say something wrong?

" Of course not, you are my student."

"R-Right.." I respond embarrassed, I scratched my arm awkwardly and walked ahead of him. He follows behind.

"So, do you like school?" He asks.

I stood silent. But to answer his question..No.

"Did you enjoy school today?"

Ignore again.

We turned the corner, there was the stairs case to the gym.

"Ladies first." He bows, but I was already in front of him..?

What is wrong with this guy.

"Did you eat today?" He continues on with his questions.

"What's your height?" I felt his eyes scanning my body, "probably like 4'9?" . I turn around to give  him a long mean stare.

"Ok, ok.." He raise his hands defensive, "A inch taller?"

With just a little to no patience, we were down at the entrance of the locker rooms.  There are two locker rooms, male and female.

"Here a towel." A towel falls on my head.

I grabbed it. We exchange a last glance before heading into the locker rooms. The door creaked, it kinda felt spooky even with the chill breezes coming in.

But the smell wasn't too bad, the air had mix scent of various perfume brands or lotions? Perhaps both. There three sections for the locker rooms. Bathing section, changing section which the lockers are located, and lastly the toilet and sink areas. It looks more better then most schools that never cleans.

But one thing I hate most about it is the complicated showers.

How did they turn it on again? Which way do I turn it?....Left or right. Why can't they just put a simple knob instead of five. Maybe it's right? I mean, right always right.. Right?

Or maybe press the bottom button?.. Squatting down here, I must look like a idiot. Oh, there a hole in the middle. I click the button, soap spurts out on my eyes.

What the hell.

Who's idea were to place a hole in the MIDDLE for soap? My eyes burn, maybe this is the water button? I press the top button, shampoo spurts out.

Would I get in trouble if I break it? I bet dad can cover it up like always. It's testing my patience.

A knock appeared on the door. Is he done already?? God damn, he don't know what scrubbing is?

I kick the shower wall..something cracked.

"Sh-Shit, I was playing. Don't break." I panicky squat back down with my hands on my cheeks. Then the water turned on, unleashing freezing water on me.

I don't know what could be worse, him showering less then 5 minutes or this shower room.

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