Detention//C.H. (Book 3)

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Jen Tovar Leon's POV

"Glad to see you once more, Mr. Hood. Wasn't detention yesterday enough for you?"

"Nope. I just wanted to see you again, Mr. Darnet." He rolls his eyes with a sarcastic tone evident in his voice.

"I wouldn't be flattered if I was gay and we were the last two people alive." Mr. Darnet smiles fakely.

"Well you should be. You see, I'm quite famous at this school so you should be glad I even waste my breath talking to you cause if I wasn't forced to, I wouldn't."

"Hmm. Sure, Mr. Hood. Anyway, why are you here Calum?" Mr. Darnet asks him from across the room.

"This guy was being an asshole so I showed him how much of a dick he was. He got what he deserved."

"Language!"

"I was there." I say loudly from the back of the room.

I put my feet up on my desk and sit back with an amused smirk.

"Were you now?" My dumbass detention supervisor questions.

"Isn't that what I just said, asshole?"

"Excuse me miss?" Mr. Darnet says in an angry tone.

"Is that supposed to scare me? Cause I wouldn't be scared if I was an ant right now." I pull out my phone and go on Twitter, finding band accounts to stalk.

"That's it! I'm done here. I'm taking your phones and I'm leaving. I'm locking the door and you both will stay here for however much you owe. Which according to your write ups, is an hour and a half."

"Great." I mumble, rolling my eyes.

Mr. Darnet walks to my desk with a devious smile.

"And-" he pushes my feet off my desk, "no feet on the desks or chairs."

Goddamn, he's fucking annoying.

"As you wish, sir." I say sarcastically.

He sighs. "Whatever. No sex, no swearing, no listening to music and if you guys do fuck, have the decency and don't do it on my desk please."

Calum smirks from across the room and motions for Mr. Darnet to leave.

"Have fun." I retort and put my feet up once again after the door clicks closed.

Calum walks over to me and sits in the desk beside me.

"You're hot." He comments.

"Thanks." I mumble, uninterested.

"Yeah. Anyway, why are you here?"

"Talking back to Mrs. Gerald. Oops?" I laugh, throwing my head back.

"Story of my life. So you saw the fight?"

"Yeah. What did that guy do to get you so mad?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Well, um h-he was bullying an innocent girl so I stepped in and saved her and he wasn't too happy about that."

"Oh."

We sit in an awkward silence for a few moments before he speaks up.

"Wanna fuck on his desk just cause he said not to and it would tick him off?" He smirks.

"I would accept, but, I'm busy sneaking out." I say and smirk, walking across the room to the windows and open one, swinging one leg out of it.

"Wait!" He shouts, running over. "Can I come?"

"Sure. He forgot to take our phones on his way out so we're good on communication with the outside world." I chuckle.

"Cute. Go or I'm gonna push you out the window." He growls.

"That was hot, damn. Fuck me." I smirk.

"Later, babe. Right now, we're busy sneaking out."

"Right." I swing my other leg over and jump through the window, landing safely on the ground.

He follows after me and soon we're both running to his motorcycle.

"Where to?" He asks.

"You pick, Romeo."

Woahhhh omfg I love this story already.

~Abby

Written: -12.7.15
Published: -2.16.16