Detention.

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I walked to the office getting stares.. AGAIN.

"What the fuck is wrong with y'all eyes? DAMN!"

They just went to class. I finally reached the office and sat down.

"Are you Christina?" Some lady said. I guess she was the principal.

"I'm not Christina. I'm Chris. Get the name right please" I said with a sky smirk. She lead me to he office then I looked on the floor and seen a trail of blood . When I walked in the office that kid from lunch was in there with his head tilted back to stop his nose from bleeding.

"Now you know why I called you in here Ms.Jones?" The principal said.

"No but I'm pretty sure you're going to tell me."

"Did you hit this young man?"

"Yep." I laughed.

"You think this is funny?"

"Obviously if I'm laughing"

"You have a smart ass mouth. Didn't your mom teach you better"

"Nah I don't know my mom. But didn't yours teach you to brush your teeth?"

The nose bleed kid laughed then groaned in pain.

"Do you want a detention young lady ?"

"Might as well get one. Because I know you're not gonna let me off the hook. Plus I wouldn't have hit this little bitch if he didn't yank my damn arm."

"Is that true Mr.Crippen?" She asked nose bleed kid.

"Yes." He said.

"You lucky you're our star player on the football team. Both of you have detention tomorrow"

"I don't give a fuck" I said as I walked out the door to my last class.

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