With a gobsmack look after describing about the encounter with Mr. Asshole, Daisy finally had the courage to take it all in and speak up.
"What a jerk face! Did he really threaten you just cause of the way you spoke?" She squealed.
"Yeah! I know right he thought he owned everything Mr. I'm-so-rich-and-I-can-do-anything." I ranted dramatically.
"Well, was he hot at least?" She smirked wiggling her eyebrows.
I shot my friend a 'omg I can't believe your asking this right now' look.
"Just saying." Daisy gave me a sideways pedo smirk.
I threw a nearby pillow on my bed towards her but luckily enough she caught it. "I mean what happens if you guys see each other again??" She asks curiously.
"I highly doubt that, he's a city boy you know living the high class life. What would he do here?"
"Hey you never know Lexi darling." When I had told her about the encounter I left out the parts of him talking like some psychopath.
Sighing I placed my books away onto my bedside table and turned off my small pink lamp.
"Goodnight Daisy."
"Well thanks for the invite to bed darling a 'hey Daisy I'm going to bed you coming?' would of been nice." she stated making her way onto my queen sized bed, she got under the warm covers and took most of the blanket, geez don't be too generous.
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The next 4 days of school were per usual, boring and frustrating. We coped heaps of homework and assignments. When is this going to end, I was currently in Mr. Costa's business class, scribbling random shapes and words inside my book, I looked up to see that majority of people in my class were doing the same, because right now, all that was going on was Mr. Costa explaining the importance of running a successful business. I mean knowing me what luck would I get owning a business, I laughed as I imagined myself being all high and mighty and shook out of it, nope can't see myself doing that.
At the moment all I wanted was to be successful into getting out of this school and go home. I placed both elbows on my desk and slumped my head down onto my forearms. Half way through class one of the receptionist knocked on our door and entered and started chatting with Mr. Costa. Everyone in class started to whisper and talk among themselves. I spotted Mr. Costa shaking his head in shame and point towards Eric clearly showing the receptionist were he was seated.
"Mr. Wolf you are wanted at the principles office." he explained.
Looking confused Eric slipped out from his chair slowly and swiftly, then walked up the receptionist. A few seconds later they both exited. Hmm, I mean Eric has been sent to the principles office a couple of times but this time seemed a bit different and it got me worried.
Walking past the office I noticed two heads facing Mr. Matthews (our principle) on his leather chairs one was obviously Eric and other I couldn't put my finger on it. It's Probably Mr Wolf anyways, he comes most oftenly due to Eric's reckless behavior. Scrunching my nose up and tip-toeing to look through the window, I shake my head and after a few seconds has gone by, I walk off to my last class.
I am currently in the middle of a volleyball game, my team is winning by 3 points, thanks to my amazing skills and alsoJeremy. Wiping sweat off my forehead I arch my back slightly and place my hands on my thighs trying to regain my breathing back to a normal rhythm. Just before the other team goes to serve I hear my name been called out on speaker to go see Mr. Matthews, furrowing my eyebrows I seek permission from my sports teacher and walk off, hearing groaning noises from behind, not bothering to change out of my sports shorts and my tight white short sleeve I started walking through the isolated halls. I started to wonder why I'm being sent to the principles office for... I never get sent there, why would I be sent there? Did I do something I wasn't suppose to do? I focused back on making my way to his office. Knocking on the door I enter as I hear him telling me to come in. I nod my head to greet him and stay standing waiting for him to speak up.
