Chapter One of Vulnerable
Vulnerable refers to the inability to withstand the effects of a hostile environment.
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"Miss Sparks, to the detention room. NOW!" My Math Teacher announced. Yeah! I annoyed him, again! I smirked at him before I stood and went to the office.
Being scolded at isn't a new thing to me. Detention Office is my....well, second room.
Gah! It really felt good annoying my teachers-- they're asking too obvious questions and when no one answers, they'll tell you it's just a simple question with a simple answer =__=
Seriously?!?! Of course they'll think it's just simple because they know the fact answers =__="
The only subject that I love attending at is my English class with Sir Cloud Schnittka. You can really relate to his green, okay, maybe I exaggerated a bit, lezz just say, his not-too-green jokes, yano?
Of course even if I'm like this, acting like a jerk, I still attend my classes. I've never ditched a class my entire life! And luckily, I belong to the 2nd top.
"Hey Sparks, where ya goin'? To the detention office again? Still sticking to your label 'Hard-headed', huh," said Sir Adrian Imperial, my cousin and Chemistry teacher.
"Duh, can you find a head with no skull? =___=" I said and glared at him. "Hey jerk, wait for me at lunch, let's eat together," I invited.
"Sure! But for now, enjoy suffering with Vlain's punishment!" He laughed.
I left him laughing and headed to the office -- specifically, the office next to that stupid Math teacher's office =___=
I clicked the doorknob open and went inside the fully-air conditioned room. I let myself feel at home-- I lied on the long Blue couch beside the Black center table and opened my phone and played some rock music.
I played my imaginary drums while my eyes are closed. Ah...felt at peace ^U^
"Sparks, off your phone."
I stopped my "drumming" session and looked at the one who entered the room.
"Oh hi there Sir Vlain Levine," I greeted, still not following his instruction.
"Sparks, what did I tell you about obeying the elders' orders?" he asked as he settled up in the chair facing some....papers?
This time, I turned off the music.
I looked at him, right in the eyes.
"You're teaching Math Mr. Levine, not Values," I smiled.
Poop =___= Why is it hard to maintain my gaze upon him?!
"Right. Whatever," he said.
I smiled. THE VICTORY IS MIIIINE! Sweet! ^______^V
I looked at him. Oh yeah, he's writing! >:)
I tore a piece of scratch paper lying on the center table. I crumpled it and threw it at him. When he looked up, I looked on the other side and pretended it wasn't me.
Looking on my peripheral view, I saw him writing again.
I crumpled another piece of paper and did it again.
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Vulnerable
Novela JuvenilAll rights reserved. Copyright 2013. The badass jerk of the school is no other than a girl. Yes, you've read it right. A girl reigns in her school and is popularly known as Dash. She fears no one, follows no one and has her own rules. She's met so...
