Fuck off (rewrite)

Detention

"Please continue Emma." He said as he gestured towards her.

"Ok so she punched me and kicked me various times and swore at me ane left me on the ground walking away laughing."

I was gonna yell out that I didn't do some of those things but Mr.Herric gave me a look to stay silent.

"Is that all?" He asked. "Yeah" she said slouching on the chair.

"Ok, now you can speak Crystal." I sighed and began speaking, "Emma made me late for class, she tripped me over, I did punch and kick her but only because she deserved it, and I headed to my class NOT LAUGHING."

"Why did you trip her over Emma." He said looking at her. She then got up from her seat and started yelling, "SHE SWORE AT ME BEFORE I TRIPPED HER OVER. SHE DESERVED IT!" Mr.Herric the got up from his seat, "Emma sit down!"

She sat down and he sat down too seconds later.

"Why did you start fighting." What a stupid question I thought. Myself and Emma both got up and pointed at each other, "BECAUSE SHE'S A BITCH!" We both said at the same time, we both stared at each other our eyes full of anger.

"Girls no need to sware!" He yelled so loud other teachers walking past his office gave us looks.

The bell rang.

"I really need to go." I said grabbing my stuff off the floor. He then sat back down, "Ok, dont let it happen again girls or there will be consequences for your actions." We both nodded and he gave us late passes.

Emma had bolted out of the room and had left me with Mr.Herric. " Crystal, this is your 5th fight and your last warning. Please dont let it happen again. " I'll try." I said leaving him to go to my locker. 5 minutes later I had made it to my locker and it started raining. "Shit! Why do we have to have outside lockers!" I said to myself. I quickly did my combination and unlocked my locker. And put the books I didn't need back in my locker and grabbed my science book. And I started running to my science room. I bumped into someone along the way. I stopped but the other person kept going. I took another look at the person, "Matt?"

He looked at me but kept going. It was him. Matt was my one and only friend in primary school, but he had moved schools and I never saw him again. But I could easily recognize him, black shaggy hair, green eyes.

After all these years, you decide to come back now? I thought to myself.

I shook my head in disbelief and kept running. I finally got to class.

My hair was drenched and I was wet all over. I knocked on the door and walked in and sat in my usual seat.

I hate science. So I didn't bother to talk to the teacher. She tried to ask me why I was late but I just handed the late pass to her and read a book. My class was crazy in science so I could easily get away with reading.

The class clown Mason had made glasses out of pipe cleaners and he kept looking at people. Whenever he looked at someone that person would laugh. He lookee at me and I didn't laugh, "What's wrong Crystal, don't you like my glasses?" He asked with a stupid voice. I tried to hold my laugh in but I couldn't I bursted out laughing and the class joined in.

"Mason! Take the glasses off!" Mrs.Corr yelled. He ignored her and kept looking at people. "Detention! Tomorrow lunch!" She yelled again. "You can't give him a detention because hes wearing glasses!" I stood up from my seat and yelled while still laughing. "Thank you Crystal." Mason said pointing at me agreeing. "Crystal sit down!" I sat down.

"He's getting a detention because he's distracting others!" "So that's why he getting a detention!" She added.

"Ok Mrs....we heard you the first time no need to repeat it." I said quietly but loud enough for her to hear. The class went silent, even Mason went silent.

"Detention for you as well Crystal! Lunch tomorrow with Mason in M2."

"WHAT DID I DO!" I said standing up again yelling at her. "You talked back. And your doing it again. Sit down!" I sat down again annoyed and continued reading.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, I looked at who tapped me on the shoulder and it was Mason. "Thanks.....and sorry."

I coughed, "Whatever." And continued reading once more.

A while later the bell went, I packed up my stuff and walked out of the classroom and headed to my locker. As I was walking to my locker the same guy.

I pulled on his shoulder, "Matt....is that you?" He ignored me and kept walking. Rude much. I thought and decided I'd ignore I had even seen him today.

Minutes later I had got to my locker. "Hey Crystal." Without even looking I knew who it was.

"Hey Jazzy." I said as I did my locker combination. I put my stuff in my bag, grabbed my bag, and locked my locker. Myself and Jazzy then started to walk to the front gate.

"So how was your day?" She asked me. "It was fucking boring. And a teacher gave me a detention for no reason." I said annoyed still.

"Well mine was ok." She said happily. Didn't ask you but anyways....

We got to the front gate and we said our goodbyes and I turned left as she turned right. I then started to walk to the park. I didn't want to go straight home because I have too many siblings. I have three brothers; Allan is 23, Justin is 22, and Ryan is 14. And I have three sisters; Kristen is 20, Ffion is 4, and Tarian is 8.

Tarian died at birth, a tear fell down my cheek at the memory. I quickly wiped the tear away.

I got to the park roughly at 3:16. School finished at 3:02. I sat on the park bench and got my phone out. I plugged in my head phones and listened to the song Flaws by Bastille and sang along to it.

"When all of your flaws and all of my flaws are laid out one by one

A wonderful part of the mess that we made
We pick ourselves undone

All of your flaws and all of my flaws, they lie there hand in hand
Ones we've inherited, ones that we learn
They pass from man to man

There's a hole in my soul
I can't fill it, I can't fill it
There's a hole in my soul
Can you fill it? Can you fill it?

You have always worn your flaws upon your sleeve
And I have always buried them deep beneath the ground
Dig them up - let's finish what we started
Dig them up - so nothing's left unturned-"

I then got stopped by a loud noise that I heard over my music.