sammi's pov
"glad you two stopped by." mr. martin glared at dalton and i as we entered his classroom.
i said nothing and continued to my seat.
"i would like you two to write the sentence, 'i will not talk while mr. martin is talking.' until 4:00 rolls by. you have an hour, alright?" he asked and we both nodded. i took out a couple sheets of notebook paper and began the assignment.
"hey, sammi. can i have your number?" dalton whispered.
"if i give you my number, will that get you to leave me the fuck alone?" i huffed and he nodded eagerly. ripping a tiny sliver of paper from my sheet, i wrote down my number and gave it to him.
he smiled and thanked me. he acted like i gave him twenty dollars or something. this kid is weird.
"are you two still talking? i gave you after school detention for christ's sake. i'm gonna have to move you two i guess." mr. martin scoffed, scribbling something down on a sheet of paper.
great, i'm already off to a bad start with this bitch ass teacher.
3:59 pm
three sheets of notebook paper and a cramped up right hand later, i was finished. i handed him my papers and he shooed me out of his classroom. at last.
i pulled out my phone and saw a text from jack. ignoring it, i clicked the phone app and called karis.
"hey karis, can you come pick me up from school? i had an meeting with the environmental club this afternoon and had to stay late."
"of course, hun. i'll be on my way." i could hear her smile through the phone and she hung up.
i was a pretty good liar, there was no way in hell i was gonna let karis or dad know i had detention. they'd probably ground me for weeks.
about five minutes passed and karis pulled up. i hopped in with a smile.
"did you have a good day at school?"
i nodded. "great day. i met this girl named vanessa and she showed me around the school and stuff."
"that sounds great. i'm glad you had a good first day."
the radio blasted some new pop garbage as karis drove to our decent sized house. my dad was out in his shed working on some project or something and andrea was sitting on the porch listening to music.
karis pulled into the driveway and i hopped out, running into the house and up the stairs to my room.
i sat down on my bed after taking off my shoes and pulled out my phone. a text from an unknown number popped up on my home screen.
unknown; hey its dalton(: i was wondering if u wanted to come over and study
i know exactly what this kid wants. he thinks he's gonna try and kiss me or something while we're at the movies. what he doesn't know is that trick has been pulled on me one too many time before.
me; sorry im busy):
dalton; oh thats fine. what are u doing later?
me; facetiming with my boyfriend
dalton; oh cool. maybe we can catch a movie tomorrow or something?
