scumbags in college || oc college story :)

[ 3 ] just hide it, socks.

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I made my way to the office, bruises on my hands finally beginning to turn purple and red. I sighed and looked at my phone.

"hears socks number, thot u would want it ;)" the ghost said.

I felt my face turn red as I opened the message.

"fuck u." I replied, then proceeded to add the number to my contacts. "thanks." I then said.

I stopped by a corner just before the office and looked at his new contact, contemplating what to say.

"I think ur mask looks nice" "ur eyes are cool" "hi" "lol ur short" wait that's perfect actually.

"lol ur short"

not a second later he reads it and sends back "who r u?"

"kid that just got sent to the office lmao."

"oh! :0 hiiii!!!! u looked so badass fighting!"

"lol ty I get that a lot, mostly from pick mes :///"

"ugh yah I heard a lot of girls say u were hot in the crowd, kinda weird tbh"

"right??? especially that major pick me who came in before the end. she's made everyone think I'm her boyfriend but I'm not."

"oh she's not?"

"nah not a chance."

"had a feeling"

"sry gotta talk ltr before a teacher takes away my phone"

"alright, bai :)"

"lol bye <3"

i put my phone in my pocket and opened the door to the office. this is gonna be a boring 30 minutes for sure. i sat down in a chair next to the four boys i fought earlier and scooted my chair a bit away from them.

and by the way? you know how only fours of us were called? yah, they let one get away for fucks sake. his name is nova, he used to be my friend in highschool but ditched me cuz all the girls liked me and he hated it. said he would rather be alone than be the "ugly best friend"

like damn ok, bro wasn't even that ugly.

"so boys, who would like to start off by telling us how we could've avoided that fight?" the counselor said

fucking knew it lmao

"if ace wasn't such a f**" buffy started off.

"buffy! that is inappropriate language!"

I laughed and just smirked, "what he's saying is true tho i am in fact a f-"

"ace don't feed into his behavior please," my old freshman teacher said.

"fine, fine," I said, placing my head into my hand.

"ace, you do know u have 3 more strikes left, then you're out of this school." he continued.

"yah. what about it"