(Y/N)
The fury and pure rage I felt as I stormed down the hall, looking for the one boy I despised the most: Charles Jones, captain of the boy's rugby team. Ugh! That stupid golden boy and his stupid charming smiles, his stupid blue eyes and his stupid face! I wanted to punch him soooooo badly for what he did to me today in Math class, that was utterly despicable!
(Flashback)
I groaned silently to myself as I tried to concentrate. The boys, a.k.a Charles's gang, were throwing paper planes at the back of the classroom. I turned my head to glare at them, but was met by a repetitive smirk from a certain blonde. Just then, a white blur, the German in Charles's group, Leon's plane, soared past my head, hitting our professor square in the head.
"Who did that?" asked our professor as he turned around, scanning the class with his sharp eyes filled with rage and fury. "Y/N did it sir." said Charles with his raised hand, making me widen my eyes in shock. The professor pinned his gaze on me, looking at me with a expectant look. "Well Miss L/N, what do you have to say?" asked the professor. "What-Professor, Charles is speaking absolute rubbish! I most certainly did not throw-" "Enough Miss L/N. What you want to say can be said in detention." "But you just asked me-" "Not another word Miss L/N! My office, 3 p.m." our professor said sternly, his gaze and stature threatening me. "Yes professor..." I mumbled, sinking into my chair as I heard Charles sniggering behind me.
(End of flashback)
Detention had just ended for me, and I was well on my way to find the infuriating blue-eyed blonde, when I suddenly collided with something I thought to be a brick wall.
"Got buttons for eyes L/N?" asked a voice that made my stomach fill with dread. I looked up to face those hazel brown eyes that made my legs turn to jelly, and my heart fill with fear. "I-I-I'm sorry Anubis." I apologized, stumbling on my words as I tried to calm myself down. "Oh, look at poor wittle Y/N, a trembling mess. How hilarious." Anubis, better known as Anu, drawled. Anu was a strange Egyptian student who was known for his merciless bullying. He would pick a target to mess with and toy with every few months, and this time he chose me. I dared not look up to meet his terrifying gaze, and continued to stare at the ground, my body trembling. This seemed to make Anu mad, as he grabbed my chin forcefully and forced me to look at his petrifying gaze with such force that tears stung my eyes. "Look at me L/N!" he demanded, making me close my eyes and whimper in fear. Before anything could escalate, the announcement system we had in the school hallways crackled to life, as the voice of the principal's assistant requested for Anu to visit the office. Anu groaned and swore under his breath, before shooting me a glare that said, "I'm not done with you yet." and running off. My legs gave out under me as I sunk to the ground, my unwept tears spilling out of my eyes as I tried to catch my breath. "Saved by the speaker." I thought to myself, before picking myself up and deciding to call it a day, not wanting to go see the rugby captain's dreaded face either.
(Charles)
"Ay caramba! That was a feast!" exclaimed Felix, sighing in content at the fulfilling meal we just had. The rest of us let out a chuckle as we walked back to our dorms. As the sky gradually darkened, I felt for my phone to check the time. "Hm?" I said to myself. "What's wrong?" asked Albert. "I think I forgot my phone in the English classroom." I said as I felt for the Iphone in the pockets of my jeans. "Go then! We'll wait for you back in the dorms!" said Ciel, not looking up from his phone's camera as he fixed his long golden locks. I scoffed at his behavior before nodding in agreement and leaving my group of friends to venture and seek for my lost phone.
It was dark and quiet in the hallways as my footsteps were silent against the marble floors. I found the oaken door that held the numbers to my English classroom and opened the door silently, not wanting to get caught out after curfew.
I entered the classroom, silently making my way to my desk which sat at the very back of the classroom, and lo and behold, my phone sat on the table top, untouched and unharmed. I grabbed it and held it close to my cheek, all while cooing, "My baby's safe!" Just then, out of the corner of my eye, I spotted a familiar figure crouched underneath one of the tables. "What the heck is Y/N doing here at this hour?"
