Love. Hate. & Juvenile Delinquents.

Chapter 2 : Gotta' love pissing people off right?

My eyes popped open when I heard the sound of loud knocking at my door. Still feeling groggy I dragged myself out of bed and went over to the door. Opening the door I saw a gaurd standing there with an envelope in his out stretched hand. I gave him a questioning look but he didn't say anything and gestured for me to take the envelope. I took the enevelope, carefully opening it only to see that it was my schedule. Sighing I nodded at the guy as a thank you and he turned on his heel and disappeared down the hall. Running my fingers through my messy hair, I decided on taking a nice hot shower to calm some nerves down... I mean after all it's only 6:30 and class starts around 8:30 so I had sometime to get myself together.

I really didn't wanna go to class... I mean like, I just got here and now these fuckers are making me go to class. They should've at least given me a few days to "settle in" or something. But noooo I gotta start today. Complaining never fixes anything so imma just work through it like I do with everything else in my life. After I got out of the shower I threw on my black and grey hoodie that was about three sizes to big. What can I say I prefer to be comfy than stylish. Then, I threw on some ripped up skinny jeans and my old black and white converse. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and shrugged, this was as best as it's going to get. I never really felt a reason to look nice anymore...I mean who was I trying to impress right?

Glancing at the clock I had about twenty more minutes till' the first class of the day. I grabbed my old bag and slung it over my shoulder and headed out the door down the hall. Once I reached the end I read all the signs on the wall until I read the one labeled "classes" which had an arrow pointing towards the left. Making my way down the hall I saw a bunch of other people going in the same direction as me. Guess, these are the other kids. I huffed and put my headphones into my ears blasting Dubstep through the speakers. When I finally reached the class I was supposed to be in I looked in and saw that everyone was already sat down and the teacher was teaching. I shrugged, realizing that I'm late. Nothing unusual though... I'm always late.

I pushed open the door walking in and all heads turned to stare at me. I scanned the room for an empty seat when my eyes connected with Talen's... Oh fanfuckintastic I thought, I'm with this douchebag. I heard a throat clear behind me and spun around to see a very annoyed looking bald headed teacher.

"And you're...?" Guess people don't know manners... I huffed and smiled at him sweetly.

"Oh me? Well I'm Raven Payne and you're?" I spoke back to him with much venom laced within my voice.

He looked taken aback by my answer but kept his face calm.

"I am Mr. Burns, and I'm in the middle f teaching my class which you so rudely inturrupted now take a seat before you really piss me off..." I laughed in his face. Who does this guy think he is? No one scares me. Bring it on you bald headed twat.

"I suggest you don't tell me what to do you bald headed shit face. I'll take my seat, just calm your fucking nipples..."

"That's it I've had enough of your crap young lady you will be sent to the detention center for the rest of the week." I sighed and turned towards the door. Well, that was fun.

"Alright, I didn't want to stay in your shit classroom anyways..." As I began to leave I felt a hand on my shoulder. Turning around I realized it was Talen. The fuck does this fuck face want.

"Mr. Thompson take your seat before I send you to the detention center along with Ms. Payne."

Talen turned towards the teacher and flipped him off and pushed me the rest of the way outta the class.

"Why did you get up?"

"I didn't like that class anyways, everyone in there is a bunch of pansies along with Mr. bald headed Burns."