"No sleep, I've had no fucking sleep because of you," I say to Gordon. He just giggles at me. "Urghhhhhhh."
"Be nice to your brother," my mum says entering the kitchen.
"But I haven't slept!" I tell her.
"None of us have," she replies.
"I'm going to school now," I say.
"Okay bye sweetheart," my mum says kissing my cheek.
I get to school with thirty minutes to spare. I have no idea why I came to school early...
I sit in the classroom and wait for the teacher. A girl with long dirty blonde hair, who I have never seen, enters the room. "I'm Tatum, I just moved here," the girl says. She has quite a strong British accent.
"Mia," I reply. She sits down in the seat next to me.
"This place is different to my old school," She says.
"Same. I moved not that long ago from Australia," I say.
"Ooh, that explains the accent. Where 'bouts in Australia are you from?" She asks.
"Sydney, New South Wales."
"Sweet! I'm from Newcastle, England," she smiles.
We talk more and turns out we have identical timetables. "I'm so glad I have made a friend cos I really didn't want to spend lunch alone," she laughs.
"It's not that bad when you get used to it," I say. "I've hung out with myself ever since I started here."
"You didn't make any friends?" She asks.
"Nah. Didn't feel like it," I laugh. She giggles at me.
"Oh damn, who is that?" She asks.
"Who?" I ask confused.
"The tall one." I look at who she is pointing out, turns out its Mr Hemmings. What a douche.
"Ew dude," I say. "He a teacher anyways."
"He's gorgeous!" She says, you can practically see hearts in her eyes.
"Yeah...no," I mumble, "he's horrible."
Ever since our last intimate encounter where he left me hanging, he's been very rude to me.
"That's a shame," she sighs. He looks over at us and stares for a while. I flip him the middle finger then grab Tate's arm.
"OMG Mia!! You just gave him he finger!!" She laughs.
"He deserved it," I reply.
"You should have seen his face hahaha, he was like straight face, then angry face!!" She laughs wiping her eyes. I laugh along with her.
"Let's get to Maths." We walk down the hall to the maths classroom.
"Is the teacher nice?" She asks taking a seat.
"He can be. If you are on his good side." I reply.
"Well are you?"
"Depends on how I feel," I laugh.
Mr Hemmings walks through the door and over to Mr Harpers desk. Tate looks at me with wide eyes.
"Where's Mr Harper?" I ask.
"Away," he says. He starts writing shit that we have to do down on the board.
"Oh and Mia. You have detention after school. For giving me the finger," he says, not looking at me. I roll my eyes at him.
"Can't sorry. I have to babysit my brother," I reply.
He turns around and walks over to my desk. He looks me in the eye and stares for like thirty seconds.
"No you don't," he says.
"Yes I do!"
"Mia I know when you're lyin-"
"I'm Tatum Rose, I'm new," Tatum says, interrupting Mr Hemmings.
"I'm Mr Hemmings and that was very rude," he says looking at her.
"Does it look like I care," Tate says, giving him some sass.
"Ooh," I say with a smile.
"Well Miss Rose, you can join Miss Loring in detention after school."
"Fuck that," she says. WHO IS THIS WOMAN?! ME LIKEY!!
"Yeah Mr Hemmings fuck that," I smirk at him.
"Well girls your both earned yourself three weeks of detention," he smirks back. He walks back over to the board.
"Douche bag," I mutter. He turns around and winks at me. Damn I want to punch that sexy face.
