Maths. I'd been at this school for nearly a week but I'd always been able to get out of maths. The excuse of not being able to find the class was out of use now... I sat alone in the back right corner and begun to scribble down some random doodles onto my brand new, blue maths book. After a while I felt some one slump down beside me,"oh thanks yes making me sit beside the emo kid!" a Winnie-the-poo-articulate voice snapped angrily. I looked up spitefully at the boy next to me. Dan. I looked at his books, Dan Howell. "I have a name you know and I think it's about time you used it." I groaned at we made eye contact,
"excuse me!?" he chuckled, looking at me as if I was scum. "look, I've only been here for a week but I already know that you're an ass hole. You sound intelligent, why don't you try speaking politely?" i cried. He raised an eye brow in disgust, I guessed he wasn't used to people standing up to him,"shut it, you don't know me." he groaned letting out an angry breath. "I know enough. Why do you think you're some tough guy, Daniel? You're just a slut with a fancy car." I smirked turning back toward my book and continuing to draw. Suddenly I felt a hot breath against my ear,"listen here bitch, you want respect? Try being a nun. You're just another pair of boobs in this place." Dan hissed before turning back to the front angrily. I froze. Admittedly I was kind of scared but I didn't want to show week ness against this guy. It was like he broke me. I knew I had no chance in this place but...Jesus.
Seconds before the last bell of the day he turned to me,"what's your name anyway?" he sounded eager now, not angry but eager, was he just being a cunt again? "Leia." I mumbled making eye contact with those chocolate eyes again,"well come on then, princess." he said dragging my up by me hand as the bell rang,"dan, what are you doing?" I cried, scooping up my back pack as we rose,"I'm driving you home, we need to talk." he grunted. He held my wrist tight and it hurt. He dragged me out to the car park and unlocked his car. He opened the passenger door and slung me into it, slamming the door so loud it hurt my ears, before he got into the drivers seat and started to drive. "what the hell are you doing!?" I screamed,
"who the hell do you think you are? Standing up to me like that? Do you know who I am? I don't need this, I don't need to deal with you because you're just a no body!" he hissed driving out quickly and into a drift road. "I don't care! I don't need this, Daniel." I said trying to open the door,"don't call me Daniel!" he shouted, slamming down the brakes which made me jump a little. "oh yeah and what if I do?" I said slyly giving him an evil look,
"meet me here, Monday morning at eight twenty." he said as I opened the door and jumped out. "I might." I said casually, leaning on the door,"oh, you will." he snapped as I slammed the door and he speeded off. Luckily I only lived around the corner so I just kind of headed home. What did he want from me? It's not like he wanted to screw me? I assumed he wanted some sort of revenge on me? Oh well, I decided to forget about it.
