It was not in the plan

Chapter 9: Sir I think i just got my period

A/N
Hello guys xx
This is chapter 8 in Magenta's POV and it starts off at the end of the day then it goes to Violets POV again but that then starts on the next day.
I really hope that makes sense. Anyway thank you so much for reading (and getting this far).
You are awesome!
Enjoy
Ps: who do you imagine the characters as? For a cast list because I'd like to add one soon.

MAGENTA POV:
We were sitting in Biology, everything was normal. Or it felt as if it until Manson came into the room. It was hard to ignore his penetrating looks, his brown hair was messy and falling in his face. His brown eyes piercing in mine as if he was trying to transmit a message to me. I tried to ignore him. Tried and failed miserably.
Manson was never the jealous type, a lot of guys flirted with me and I had gotten used to it, so had he apparently. He said that I was his and that's all that mattered. I loved the fact that he trusted me but some possessiveness would've been nice from time to time. I looked away from him, feeling my cheeks turn slightly red.
"So you're captain for the next game then?" Cathrine asked me.
"Mmm? Oh yeah yeah" I said nodding and looking down.
"You aren't listening to me" she said to me pointedly.
"Yeah I am" I said to her, I fiddled with my pencil case hoping the teacher would come into the classroom anytime soon. I wasn't in the mood to talk to Cathrine she was just to much sometimes. Don't get me wrong though, she was my best friend. The one I told almost everything but sometimes she was just annoying and today was one of those days.
"I'm thinking of becoming a stripper" she said with a dead serious look on her face.
"That's good for you" I lied, looking back down and letting my eyes wonder around the classroom. Falling back to one person, I looked away and sighed impatiently.
"I'm kidding, I was thinking about starting yoga. How about that eh? I mean I really want to get flexible and-" her words fell short and she raised a questionable eyebrow at me.
"Look at Manson" she said to me in what she called and what was barely a whisper. It was like a whisper shout.
"Not thanks" I said declining, the last thing I wanted to do was gain his eye contact again.
"No dude I mean look" she said pushing my arm slightly.
"Fine but I swear if it's something stupid I-" my sentence fell short, my mouth opened wide in shock. There was a thick red substance coming from Manson's pants.
Other people also seemed to notice because of the chatter surrounding the subject, but Manson oblivious to it all, kept his head down and busy on something on his desk.
The teacher chose that moment to stroll in the classroom. His black eyes scanned the room as everyone shut up and looked up at him. Sitting straighter.
His slightly white and grey hair was messed and his eyebrows high as he seemed to look for a victim to pick on today.
"Magenta" he said, his eyes finally landing on me.
I inaudibly sighed and glanced up to the teacher who gave me nightmares. Scary was an understatement. You got in trouble with him was like- well. I didn't even know what to compare it to. It was just horrible, something I'd never experienced before of course but the rumors were true and there had been witnesses.
"Sir?" I asked with as much confidence as I could possible muster.
"Please tell the class what the homework for last night was?" He asked me.
I immediately internally swore. I had completely forgotten about last nights homework. Manson consumed all of my thoughts and I came home exhausted of crying over Manson. I fell asleep and woke up this morning.
"Uh um" I started awkwardly. I scratched the back of my head looking around the class and hoping for some clue in their faces.
"Miss Snow. Did you not do you homework?" The teacher looked at me. He stepped closer to my desk, his tall frame towering over my frame and I hung my head in shame.
"No sir- it was all my fault" someone suddenly blurted out, I glanced up. Seeing Manson stand up and look at the teacher. He was tall as well so he stared at the teacher right in the eye.
"I consumed her time" he started and I glared at him. Why did he keep doing sweet things? How was I going to hate him if he was like this?
"Doing what Mr Dawnsson?" He asked with a curious eyebrow.
"Sir- not what you- wait what the hell?" He suddenly said as the thick substance dripped down his leg.
"Shît" he swore loudly, and looked at us all hopelessly. "I'm bleeding, I'm bleeding!"
Panic lacing his brown eyes and he touched his bottom. The blood staining his hand.
"Mr Dawnsson please-" the teacher started but was interrupted by Mansons panicking.
"Sir do you know what this means? Oh my gosh sir I thought this wasn't even possible" he said.
Mr Haiv sighed impatiently and looked at Manson with amusement in his eyes. I glanced at what he was looking at. This wasn't blood, defiantly not. It started fading into an odd colour. Blood didn't do that. It was also forming unusual sized clumps that looked nothing like blood clots. More like a cake mixture gone wrong.
He blurted out the next eight words and for the first time I was glad we broke up.
"Sir, I think I just got my period" he said in despair.
"Wh-" he started but couldn't help it and cracked a smile.
"Sir this is serious!" He yelled loudly "does anyone have a tampon for me? Ladies come on! Seriously give me something. Oh god my uterus. I swear it feels all warm! Why are you all so calm about this? "
I had to put my fist in my mouth to stop myself from laughing out loud. His panic was authentic. He was genuinely worried about it. The blood not dripping anymore. His leg had a path of dried pale "blood" . He looked around the room with imploring eyes.
"What do I do?" He asked me, pure terror in his words.
"You calm down?" Mr Haiv said looking at him with a raised eyebrow.
"But-" Manson started.
"But nothing. Men do not get menstrual cycles. They do not. So you can calm down and just go to the nurse to see what's going on. It's probably a prank" he said amusement and irritation lacing his words. I'm surprised Manson didn't get into trouble for swearing.
Manson nodded, he walked out and when the door closed I heard him loudly yell
"Is period blood supposed to taste this sweet?"
I'm so glad we broke up.
"Anyway," Mr Haiv started but was interrupted by the bell ringing telling us that school was over. It was a short day anyway.
I packed up my stuff and got out as soon as possible.
"Oh my god! How hilarious was that? Did you see his facial expression? I can't get over that" Cathrine laughed loudly.
I chuckled along with her as I thought of the pure terror on Manson's face. He was really scared. I also felt shame for him, he did look genuinely terrified.
"At least you guys broke up. That was embarrassing even for me" she told me.
I laughed "I know"
"Can we go shopping?" She asked me.
"Why?" I asked as we headed for my car.
"Well- Kliptons party is on Friday and I really want to go" she said to me.
"Alright but you have to let me take my sister" I said.
"Why?" She asked.
"Z" I said to her smirking "she's my sister, I want to bring her or else I'm not going"
"Do we have to bring her shopping with us?" She asked wearily.
"Nah, she hates shopping. I'll get something that'll look super cute on her" I said opened the car door and getting in.
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Violet POV
I can not believe I was doing this. At all.
Never in my life have I stooped so low.
My finger hovered over the bell, I considered my life choices whilst I stood there. Ready to ring it.
I sighed impatiently, ignoring the voice inside my head to tell me to be a coward and run away.
Running away resulted to Cathrine winning.
The thought of that repulsed me.
My finger pushed down and the bell let out a tune. Butterflies went to my stomach as someone crept closer to the door.
I fiddled with my shirt.
The door opened and Henry stood there in all of his glory. His green eyes looked dull, sadness stained onto his features. He wore jeans and a white t-shirt that was stained with black oil stains, his hands stuffed into his pockets.
"I need you to do me a favour" I blurted out. He raised his eyebrows stepping back into the house.
"Hello to you too" he said to me.
"Henry-" I said.
"Alister" he said to me. I raised an eyebrow confused at his words. "It's Alister"
"Um okay" I apologized "I need your help"
"How are you?" He asked me, wiping a smudge of black on his forehead.
"I've been good and yourself?" I asked sighing. Why'd he have to be difficult.
"Not to good" he said.
"What happened?" I asked not really intrested but that was the humanly thing to do.
"You don't care" he stated frankly, I was shocked by his words.
"I- uh I don't" I said nodding.
"Good" he said his tone matched the tone from the other day.
Coldness.
I winced, knowing I caused it.
"I- need a favour" I said once more.
He bit his lip, considering it for a second then grabbed the door shutting straight in my face.
"Ouch" I thought to myself, I need this, I needed him. More Than I'd like to admit. I rang the doorbell once again.
What can I say? Desperation makes you another person.
"What the hell do you f*cking want now? I thought you got the message" he said irritation in his words.
I winced. "I-"
"No, take a f*cking hint" he said bitterly using all my words against me.
"Please" I begged, stooping lower than I wanted, "please"
He frowned. "You told me you wanted me to leave you alone. I did now what the hell do you want from me?"
"I was rude" I said "I'm sorry"
"Okay that's great for you" he said moving to shut the door once more and but my I instincts acted and I wedged a foot in the almost closed door. The door shutting on my foot and I let out a small yelp . Removing my foot.
He sighed and opened the door, merely glancing at my foot.
"What is it that you want" he asked me.
"Teach me how to be popular" I said finally. "I want to be..friendly"
"Why should I help you?" He asked.
"Because you are a nice person?" I tried.
"No" he said shaking his head.
"I said I was sorry" I said desperately.
"You're just apologizing so that I can help me" he said crossing his arms.
The pain in my foot subsided and I stood properly.
"Please" I started, knowing what he was saying was completely true.
"Forget it." He said.
"I'll" I started and he smiled suddenly.
"You hurt me. You really did. I'm not a man whore, I was honestly trying to be friendly and you embarrassed me in public." He said honestly, making me feel horrible.
"I'm so-" I started and he smiled raising a hand to stop me.
"But I'll help you become popular because I'm such an nice person" he said cockily "but on two conditions"
"Okay" I said carefully.
"One- you have to go on a date with me" he said.
"What?" I said shocked by his request. "Just a date?"
"Yeah, that's all. One date" he said.
I was expecting him to want more from me. I was ready to bargain.
"Okay, deal" I said.
"I'll fetch you after school" he said simply. Before anything was further said, he shut the door.
"In seven hours it is then" I said ready to walk back home.