𝐎𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐒 - 𝐄𝐃𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍𝐒𝐎𝐍

𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐕𝐄

𝗪𝗔𝗥𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚: 𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗘 𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗨𝗔𝗚𝗘, 𝗦𝗘𝗫𝗨𝗔𝗟 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗧

𝙺𝙸𝙼𝙱𝙴𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙲𝙰𝚂𝚂𝙸𝙳𝚈

It had been just under a week since the whole incident with Andrew Davidson and Harrington drama and today was Friday which meant it was our last detention together.

So far, Matthew and Andrew had apologised to both me and Eddie on separate occasions and we moved past it, as we should, but Harrington was being a little bitch and refused to speak to me still..and it was bothering me.

It was bothering me because he was still pissed off with me over something he started. I refused to apologise until he was the first to do so, even though in my own understanding I had nothing to be sorry about..right? Okay, maybe getting him a weeks worth of detention but I never asked him to fight Matthew, he chose to willingly.

Besides the drama that infiltrated between me and Steve, Eddie and I had been talking and seeing each other a lot more. Me and Kathleen sat with him the majority of the time at lunch, but some days it would just be me as she felt bad for making Barb sit over on Harringtons table, not having any fun.

Barb was a lovely but quiet girl, and they didn't deserve to have her as friend with the way they treated her. She deserved so much better.

She deserved Kathleen.

On the second night of detention, once it was over; Eddie offered to give me a lift home again as usually Kathleen would've taken me but it was too late, and Harrington was being a bitch.

When we got into his van, the first thing we did was light up a joint and smoke our selves to the point where we was sat in the parking lot of the school for an extra three hours, stoned off our faces.

He eventually sobered up and drove me home, leaving a small kiss on my nose and wishing me a good nights sleep.

On Thursday, he turned up to my house in the morning as I was leaving to walk for school. Usually it would've been Harrington, and Kathleen's route was too far away from me to pick both me and Barb up for school and make it on time, so without even offering Eddie decided to give me a lift.

Now, the day is Friday and it's currently 25 minutes until the end of third period; physics with Miss Newman.

"Okay, so..now that we've settled for this topic..can anybody tell me what the quantization of the gravitational force is? Or maybe what you believe it to be?" She asked the class as a collective. At this point I had almost gone into full sleep mode when a ball of paper hit the side of my face and fell onto the desk in front of me. Luckily, I was sat at the very back on my own.

I unfolded it and immediately recognised the oddly neat (for a boy) handwriting. It was Eddie's.

It read :
You look so pretty half asleep, princess.

I giggled silently, popping the lid off of my pen and replying back to him.

Same way you look when you cum.

I sent it back when Miss Newman had her back turned to us. Discreetly, I watched as he opened the paper and quickly turned it over, looking in the direction of his feet with a devilish smirk. He shook his head and waited for the class to begin writing down in their books before he attempted to reply back to me.

The ball of paper quickly flew over to my desk, somehow looking worse than it already did.

I opened it and gasped, nearly falling out of my chair when I read his note.