Star Crossed (Kellin Quinn Fanfic)

Two

I was right, it was a VERY long day. For one thing I had a detention from last week which I didnt go to. The reason for the original detention was the fact I skipped a class. Its not my fault though. They were only re-learning shit I learnt last year and Im not stupid, Im not sitting through an hour of them telling me shit I already know. So, as I didnt go to that, I now have an after school detention. I dont mind though, there isnt anyone else in here. The teacher left ages ago, paying me not to tell anyone that he didnt stay. Im just listening to my music and revising.

The door swings open with a bang and a boy walks in. He's absolutely gorgeous. He looks like a bad boy, the ones your mother warned you about. This automatically makes him more attractive, the fact that dating him would really piss my mother off. Ha, like he'd even look at me twice! He sits at the desk beside me, I turn my attention back to my revision book. The square root of pi-
The boy taps my shoulder, making me jump. I take out an earbud "Y-Yeah?"
He smiles politely "Do you have a spare pen?"
I nod and dig through my pencil case, finding him a pencil and handing to him. "Here."
He winks "Thanks!"
My heart flutters and a blush creeps its way to my cheeks. I turn back to my revision book and hide my face with my hair. My phone sits beside my revision book, its made by apple. The boy leans over and presses the little button, to see what Im listening to Im guessing.
He smiles "Green Day fan?"
I nod sheepishly "Y-Yeah, unlike most people in this hell hole, I have taste."
The boy laughs "Dont people here have taste then?"
I shake my head "Nope, they're all into Justin Timberlake and shit like that."
"Ooh, the good girl knows how to cuss!" He teases.
I laugh slightly "The good girl skipped a class and refused to go to the original detention to get here!"
"Damn, we've got a rebel on our hands!" He laughs.
I raise an eyebrow "Who's 'we'?"
He rolls his eyes "Ok smartass!" He holds out his hand "Im Kellin, Kellin Quinn, whats your name?"
"Aaliyah." I reply simply, shaking his hand. Curiosity takes over me "So what exactly are you doing in detention?"
He laughs "Oh, y'know, talking to cute girls."
I look around the room "There's only me in this room, meaning you are talking to one girl, and I am NOT cute. I meant what did you do to get into this detention? You clearly dont go here, so it must've been something serious."
He laughs "I just murdered someone, dont worry about it."
"Nice try, what did you REALLY do?" I ask with a raised eyebrow.
He smiles widely "Me and the guys were having a bit of fun, playing a little soccer, we broke a window, the guys ran for it and I was the only one that got caught, someone reported me to the school because they thought I went here, so here I am!"
I laugh "Nice! Im very disappointed you arent a murderer though, that would've made this encounter a whole lot more interesting!"
He gasps in mock shock "Are you trying to tell me Im not interesting!?!"
I giggle "No, but you get what I mean." I notice he doesnt have a revision book or any paper infront of him, he's just absentmindedly tapping my pen on his desk. "Why did you ask for a pen if you dont even need one?"
He shrugs "I needed a reason to talk to you!"
I laugh "And WHY did you want to talk to me?"
He smiles "Well you're the only person I can talk to in here!"
I nod "True."

For the remainder of detention me and Kellin screw up paper balls and throw them at various objects, seeing who can knock the most over without breaking it. Of course, Kellin breaks basically everything he aims for because he doesnt know the meaning of the word "gentle" and, though he doesnt seem the sporty type, he has very good aim. It was super fun, to say the least. Probably the most fun I've ever had. I found out that Kellin is actually 18 and his dad left a long time ago, he basically told me his entire life story. But I refused to tell him mine, sure, he's really nice and all but we just met...and I didnt want to cry infront of him.