Erin [editing]

THIRTY-SEVEN| intentional mishaps

Friday is such an overrated day. It's loved by the high schoolers of the world all for one thing: the weekend. Today, I have to present with Blair in cooking class. We did, surprisingly, end up buying all the food and supplies. Harry offered to cook but I wasn't up to it. But for some reason, I let Blair keep all the food at her house. And now, we have none since her family is greedy as fuck, probably because they're all potheads.

"We need to start now," Blair said to me.

"Shut up," I groaned. "We have two minutes before class change."

"We need to wait for–"

"Blair," I warned. "Bite me."

She rolled her eyes at me. "Fine."

We waited until we saw a few teachers starting to walk around the hallways before we began. Once the hallways were starting to get filled with teachers, I looked at Blair and she looked at me. We nodded at each other and she inhaled a deep breath.

"Shut the hell up, Erin!" Blair yelled.

"Don't tell me what to fucking do!" I yelled back at her.

"Watch it before I make you my little bitch!" Blair yelled back.

I threw my bag on the ground. "I'm sick and tired of your shit!"

She threw her bag down and yelled. "What are you going to do about it?!"

By now, some teachers had noticed us and we're rushing over to the scene, but it was too late, I tackled Blair to the ground.

"Fuck you!" I yelled.

"Get the hell off of me!" Blair yelled.

We were rolling on the ground, both getting good punches and kicks in, that is until we were broke apart. The teachers were yelling at us but we stared at each other with a devious smile. I felt my nose bleeding, but I didn't care because Blairs lip was busted.

"Both of you to the office, now!"

We obliged to the angry woman's command and were let go to start our way to the office. We walked to the office side by side without a word, until we were out of the teachers and faculty hearing range.

"Good job," I laughed.

"Same to you," Blair giggled.

We went outside of Mr. Allen's office and sat down. We were given ice for our injuries while we waited to get called in. Once he called us, we sat down and he read our punishment aloud after talking to the teachers who witnessed it. Since neither of us are pressing charges nor are we mad, we have in-school suspension, which means we got exactly what we did that for, which is detention right now.

Blair and I stood and we walked into the detention room. We were there with a couple seniors and three freshmen who I didn't know, but I barely know anyone so that didn't make much of a difference. I only knew one senior and that was Cole, he sat at the back and ignored my presence. I scowled at him, Grayson's still at home resting and Wyatt is still suspended, but he sends cute messages now and then. I led Blair to the back where I sat next to Cole who let out a groan.

"You didn't really have to punch me," Blair whispered touching her lip.

"I had to or they'd think we were joking. Besides, you kicked the hell out of my nose," I whispered back.

Blair softly laughed. "Now we don't have to present."

"Good," I whispered. "Since you ate all of our food."

"I did not! My parents ate it for dinner yesterday. Monroe and I were at a football game cheerleading," Blair huffed.

"Hey! Shut your mouths!" The woman in charge yelled at us, her name is Ms. Reid. "No talking! You're already in trouble."