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Stassie is a young 18-year-old in school and doing A-levels, she is known as the goody toe shoes and gets bullied a lot of the time for it.
Saint is also 18 and doing A-levels. He is known as the 'bad boy' and has a...
I wasn't surprised when my teacher got an email, asking me to visit the principal's office. Not at all. This almost seems like a daily occurrence at this point. However, the thing I disliked most was the repeated questions! It honestly pisses me right off, like yeah, my answer still hasn't changed from a week ago shit for brains.
I stared down at my phone, scrolling through my mother's messages. A small smile comes through to me on my face, my dimples probably showing... God, they always make me feel so insecure, but they almost always made my mother's smile wider.
My moment is cut short as I hear a pair of quiet footsteps. And as I look up and scan the area, my smile gets cut short faster than ashes in the wind. My eyes catch a small pale figure and the most beautiful eyes. Woah, now that's a lucky sight I'd get off to later. She looks at me for only a split second before I see her grimace and sit next to me. She wore the most adorable round glasses and looked too innocent and pure for this corrupted world. I know in the future she will be the light in someone's world, that someone would have a hard time comparing to her though...
My eyes go over what she's wearing, she's got a cool style if I don't say so myself.
She glances at me from the corner of her eyes, obviously noticing my staring. "Uh...do you have a problem...?" She mumbled in a quiet but judgmental voice. I stare at her, slightly taken aback by her attitude as I clear my throat. Just from hearing her voice I immediately know who she is; Stassie Hartley. The smart-ass rich kid, she's in nearly all of my classes. In those classes, I always hear her answering questions... I guess this is the first time I've seen her since primary school, I'm normally forced to sit at the front while she sits at the back in a corner so I don't normally pay attention to her.
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I scowl at her, she's probably a spoilt little brat at home.
"Yeah, I do, You sitting inches away from me you prat," I said with a glare, my mood darkening from my friendly one before.
I watch as a pout creeps onto her face and she moves away quickly.
"Alright, I'm sorry," I heard her say flatly like she's said it 100 times before and is fed up with constant apologies.
After what feels like forever the principal's door opens, revealing the tall older man. He gives us both a polite smile and I stand up.
"I'd like both of you to come in," Mr. Andison said in his usual tone of voice, (sounding exactly like Stoic from 'How to Train Your Dragon' in my opinion). But that's not the point, the point is that this chick is being dragged along with me. What the fuck? I thought she was a little goody-toe shoe who sat there perfectly like a plastic doll.
I go inside and pull out the girl's chair first. However much I dislike a woman like her, being a gentleman is much more important. I don't pay her any mind as she quietly sits down without question. I swipe the dirt off my trousers before sitting down as well.
I wait expectantly, crossing my arms and looking straight ahead at Mr. Andison.
The principal looks away uncomfortable, a bead of sweat rolling down his shiny bald head as he rubs the back of his neck.
"You're probably wondering why you're both here..." He mumbled, but before either could speak, he carried on.
"...well, the reason is because..."
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What do you guys think will happen? Also, know you've met both characters who do you like more?
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