"The guys aren't here, where are they?" A girl in my class stated the obvious. It was third period and all of the guys in our grade had some presentation that they had to go to. We had our presentation in about a half an hour so the teachers couldn't do anything to try to capture our attention. My current teacher had tried to get us to pay attention to some cheesy movie from the early 90s, but he must've seen the glow of phone screens on everyone's faces so he turned it off after only five minutes.
I would have paid attention if it was something that was actually going to be useful or somehow help my grade, but it wasn't so I could care less.
Apparently the presentation was surrounding the topic of college, so all of the senior girls would be going and none of the other grades. The office had been kind of secretive about what the actual topic was. I could care less about the damn presentation that I was probably going to sleep through. I just didn't understand why they had to separate the girls and the guys of the grade. If they were both going to talk about the same boring topic, why not make us all suffer through it together so at least we can make snarky comments.
The school would try to give us informative presentations at least once a monthbut most of the time they were pointless. The only people who really paid attention to the presentations were the underclassmen. It was pathetic actually.
The stupidest one that I actually remember because I wasn't high was when they had some college student come to "teach" us about the dangers of texting and driving. Nobody took her seriously and everyone kept shouting when she would ask us questions. I don't think she understand that we were all being sarcastic and obnoxious, but the administration did.
"Some presentation," Another girl answered. I looked down at my phone and started playing around as I usually did when I was bored. I would normally be texting Zayn but he was most likely busy at work.The girls in the class started wandering around and taking selfies as usual. They were so damn obsessed with taking selfies it was stupid. The only selfies I would take were sexy ones for Zayn.
I couldn't wait to get home and get my surprise from him. He hadn't given me any clues and it pissed me off. I didn't like being surprised at all and this was trying my sanity. I just had to get through this damn presentation and then I was free to space out for the remainder of the day. If the presentation was any good, the teachers would probably want to talk about it in their classes and then we wouldn't have to actually learn anything.
The period dragged by slower than normal. It seemed that the more I wanted to get out of the school, the school wanted to keep me there. I debated on whether I should just skip the presentation, but then I realized that the school would probably figure it out somehow, so I decided not to.
Finally, the bell rang and every girl rushed down to the gym for the presentation except me. I really didn't want to go to it and I debated skipping it altogether, but I ended up going. All of the girls were sitting in the front and were all sitting next to each other. It was weird because most of the time they were all spread out and avoiding the people they hated. The gym floor was covered in mats which was weird for this time of year. Wrestling is a winter sport and those are what the mats are used for.
I sat down in the back row by myself and pulled my phone out while the principal waited for everyone to get seated. The bleachers were extremely uncomfortable and I had no clue how I was going to sit through an entire presentation on them. The principal made his way up to the stage and took the microphone in his hand. He waited with it while the girls settled down before speaking. "Since most of you will be going to college or if not you're going to the real world," his voice blared over the noise and even he seemed startled by the loudness, "the school committee decided that you should all learn some self-defense." A bunch of the girls started looking at each other and some started whispering. My eyes flicked up for a moment and then looked back down at my phone.
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Arrest Me (Mature ZM)
FanfictionYou meet someone one day, and the next day they're your addiction. Warning: Sexual content and drug use.