Hayions POV
I am a ninja, the stealthiest being that I discovered on the internet. My skills are honed so as to hide my presence from my prey whether it is day or night. So then why, I, the great 'moon-of-the-night ninja master' (self-proclaimed title) Hayion, am always getting caught by the dim-witted members of the Disciplinary Committee?!
"I take my eyes off of you for a minute—wait, a second, and you cause even more trouble than before."
Ludwig was glaring at me from over his huge wooden desk while Tony stood beside him, his expression unreadable. 30 minutes had already passed by and I was still kneeling down on my knees with my hands on my thighs with both elbows pointing to the side as I glanced back at that stupid blonde jerk.
Ludwig crossed his arms over his broad chest, his brows kneading together in a tighter manner than before. "Looking at me like that won't lessen your punishment. I took you here so that you can reflect on the wrong things you did, or would you have preferred I made you clean up the courtyard like last week?"
I pouted my lips and raised my chin at him. No kind of authority is going to bring me down!
"Ms. De Vill," Ludwig hissed, his voice was low and his accent taking a harder tone. "You were caught red handed taking photos of the basketball team while they were changing, for the fifth time this month."
"A girl's gotta earn a living, y'hear me?"
"You go to this school for free."
"Yeah well... I'm doing this in behalf of those love-struck girls out there." I countered, slightly offended by his previous remark. "And don't you dare act all high and mighty! I saw you taking one of my pictures that had Yana in them!"
A bright splash of red splattered all over his face, something that you won't or even never see from him. But of course, being the moon-of-the-night ninja master, information like this are just minor perks of what I do.
"Alright, that's enough," Tony butted in. He was clearly giving that dumb blonde jerk some time to calm down from my statement. What a total teacher's pet. "Whatever your reason may be, the Disciplinary Committee will be confiscating the items used in the offense, that is, your camera and the contents within it."
My neck craned towards the brown box on top of Ludwig's desk that had my Nikon FM-10 in it. Tony picked it up and took it to the other room which I already know, is where they keep the other confiscated items from the other 'delinquents'.
This totally sucks! I had no bribing material on me this week since Yana left three days ago to attend some seminar. I had nothing to bail me out.
After another half hour sermon from the two, the D.C. kicked me out of their clubroom. I can't believe they just tossed me out like some stray cat! I should get revenge, like kicking their door.
I kicked it.
I forgot that all the doors on campus were made out of some metallic material.
My foot hurts.
Welp, I already had my revenge, better leave before they give me another painstakingly long sermon again.
Clasping my fingers together, I put my hands on the back of my head and strutted around campus. I didn't really feel like attending any of my classes at the moment and my motivation to mess with the sports club members suddenly disappeared. Gah! "I hate you Ludwig Blumstein!"
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