double reflection (#Wattys2016)

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EDITED 12.23.15:

"So what really happened?" Darlene pushed her eyes daring the truth to come out.

"That's it. I basically told him off and walked away," I told them shrugging, trying to tune in to the lecture.

"Seriously? This didn't even last two days and he dumped you," Giselle said unbelieving and she slumped in her seat.

"Hey maybe if we make Rose spologize, he'll take her back?" Ashlee sugested, eyes bright with excitement.

Darlene head shot up, her devious eyes in plan mode. "Yeah and on that date, you have to give him what he wants," she said proudly. The other girls on impulse nodded or clapped their hands in approval.

Hell to the no.

I gave them a small smile, "Do I have to?"

Claire and Ashlee nodded while Darlene stared at me, her eyes hard.

"You must Rose , for the sake of your status and position at the school," Darlene insists.

I looked away timidly, making them think I was thinking but I wasnt. I wasn't going to give him what he wants. It just doesn't happen like that, but to respect my profile I answered with brave agreement.

"Finally!" Brittany exclaimed giggled. Darlene gave me an encouraging smile, "your this close to being us." I gave her a smile a return.

Oh yeah like a sl-

"Ladies, are you having your gossip column in my class," the teacher reprimanded. Darlene gave a shrill laugh as the other girls huddled closer.

"Rose just gave us the most fascinating story about your affair with the new janitor. How charming," Darlene lied. The teacher blushed red as he took a shaky step in our direction.

"Detention Ms. Meyers!" He managed to yell. I cringed inwardedly as I stepped up, and took the green slip. I caught a glimpse of Fauna and Emily, the quiet ones in the group, start giggling .

The attention was now on Darlene. She looks better in the spotlight she has the correct nasty personality.

I sighed as I made my way to the dentention room, which I have visited too many times to count. I opened and handed the slip to the teacher. As cliche as this was, in detention I did nothing. You do homework or listen to music, you could scream as loud as you want. Detention was more freedom than the classrooms, I guess you can say that's why I didn't mind it.

And the fact, I have it alone without a specific them.

"Is this seat taken?" A voice asked breaking me from my thoughts. Familiar grey eyes, brown eyes, male that I walked out on a few periods ago. Lucian.

Crap.

I shook my head as he slipped in the adjacent seat. There was silence at first, then words.

"Hey about the lunch thing-" I began.

"I'm sorry again for the-" he said at the same time. He chuckled as I stifled a laugh. I gestured for him to go, as his expression said it was a bit more urgent then mine.

"I'm sorry again for the lunch. I just thought- well. I was wrong and I know, I know I'm steriotypical annulist. And I'm just... sorry," he explained, eyes filled with something like nerviousness.

I gave him a tiny smile, "It's okay. It always happens, so don't let it underestimate my talent at videogames."

He laughed, "I'll keep that in mind. In fact why don't we play something at like seven pm today at my house?"