Consequences

Keep it up

Chapter 48

Monday, 9:00 am

In the bunker

Ella's POV

I'm in the library, trying to do my school work. But it's really boring, and I don't wanna do it. I'd rather still be in bed, sleeping. I don't wanna be doing Science class. I wanna be sleeping. If I have to be doing this, I might as well make some fun out of it. Sam thinks that if he opens my notebook for me, that'll motivate me to take notes and do nerd stuff. But it actually motivates me to draw. So instead of actually listening to this stupid HOUR LONG lesson, I'm gonna draw stuff in my notebook.

Sam: Ella. He calls from the doorway of the library.

Ella: What? I ask, still focused on my notebook.

Sam: You know I can see you, right?

Ella: Ok? And I can hear you. Your point?

Sam: That notebook is for taking notes to look back on, for school. Not doodling.

Did he really just say "doodling"? I've never heard anybody use that word, in a serious context before.

Ella: Did you just say "doodling"? I ask, finally looking up at him.

Now that I'm looking at him, I'm noticing that he's obviously not in the mood for my "attitude", or my drawing in my school work notebook. If this is how he feels about the one drawing, imagine how he'd feel if he saw the rest. This is one of those giant notebooks, with a shit ton of paper. Like 150 sheets. And there might be like, 5 pages that actually have school work notes on them. The rest of the like, 120 pages that I've used, are all drawings of random things.

Sam: I've asked you to do your work, 8 times since you've been up, Ella Mae. I won't ask again. If you're not gonna take notes, close the notebook and put the pen down. Watch the lesson that you've been ignoring for who knows how long, so you can actually learn something today. I'm gonna go make some coffee, and if you're not paying attention or working when I come back, I'm gonna spank you for not listening to me.

Ella: You can't spank me.

Sam: What makes you think that? I've spanked you before. And I'll do it again, if you keep disregarding what I'm saying to you.

Ella: You can't spank me, because I said so.

Sam: Look, just, do the damn work. I'll be right back.

He sighs and leaves the room. He's very obviously not in the mood for my "behavior" today. But that's honestly a personal problem. I'm not watching this stupid lesson, and he can't make me. He can threaten a spanking all he wants to, but I'm not scared of him. I take out my phone and start texting Ryan, because I have nothing better to do.

Ella: Hey.👋

Ryan: Hey.👋 Aren't you supposed to be working?

Ella: Aren't you?🧐