Take My Hand

Part 7

Hannah ^^^^^

Amelia's POV
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"...."

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"...." That's all I've been hearing after trying to reach Chase. Seems like Mr. Airhead forgot we had detention.

Forget this, I'm going before I end up getting double detention for being late. I glance one last time at my phone. Nothing, not even a simple text. Well whatever, it's his ass on the line not mine.

Now, I just need to figure out where A113 is...

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I finally manage to find A113 with only three minutes to spare. And let me tell you it wasn't easy. I had to ask two sophomores for directions, walk up several flights of stairs and almost had a near trip experience but I managed.

As soon as I enter the door I hear Mr. Shepard's voice, "your late".

"But there's still-"

"No buts, I see that you enjoy arguing"

"No it's not that I wa-"

"No excuses, just don't let it happen again"

'Again? He's better be joking. I ain't thinking of getting back in here anytime soon' I thought

"Now everyone two hours starts now and let I remind you that there is no cellphones or talking in detention. Now if you all will excuse me I will be in the teacher's lounge rethinking my life. So this room better stay exactly how I found it. If not there's a 3 month detention pass for all you unfortunate souls who dare to think otherwise. "

Once he was done with his little rant he quickly left the room without a second thought. I instantly took a look around the room wondering where airhead and thing 1 were.

But speaking of them I faintly see them walk into the room not hiding the fact that they seem to glare at each other every five seconds. Wonder what's up their asses?

Chace immediately takes the seat to the right of me while douchebag over here takes the one to the left. Seeing as that was the only seat left. I am literally dancing with glee, note the sarcasm. I feel a slight poke on my shoulder and turn towards airhead.

"Hey Mel's, sorry about not answering earlier, coach had us dealing with some stuff before our game next week. And before you tell me that I was still late for detention, coach already talked to Mr. Shepard and got it all settled." He said in one go, not for once letting me interrupt in the slightest.

"Pshh, as if it matters if you guys work extra hard, you idiots are better off forfeiting. Don't want you guys to embarrass yourselves too bad and drag the school down with you." Thing 1 out of no where states.

"Shut up Shithead! I recall I wasn't the one to have three interceptions in one game and let's not forget about that fumble may I remind you." Chace sneers backs.

"F*ck off. " thing 1 replies with as much distaste as did Chace.

"Well I really don't want to be in the middle of you guys' spit fest so could both of you cut it out" I said exasperatedly.

"No one asked for your input on things princess" I just glared at thing 1.

"Leave her alone Evans she's got nothing to do with our dislike for each other."

"Oh don't worry me and princess have a history, don't we princess?" Thing 1 says while cocking his eyebrow. 

"What are you talking about asshole?" Chace says while maintaining a mean glare.