Complicated

Chapter 11

Sarahs POV:

"And here I thought you remembered, kitten" someone said ,who I didn't notice, leaning next to my locker all along which starlted me.

I closed my eyes, breathing in and out regaining my slow beat of a heart because of the mini heart attack I just had.

"Say what" I asked, looking at the person. "We were suppose to meet after school but you ditch" he said. Kristofer. My mood fell.

"So what?" I might have forgotten, doesn't mean I'll ever admit. "I'd think a girl like you would've remembered. I guess not." he smiled in amusement, sky blue eyes twinkling. Didn't think he would remember the arguement yesterday.

"Why would you care anyway? I don't think you would think Its a big deal? " I scoffed and folded my arms while leaning against my locker.

"I don't but your the one who wants to take the English project seriously. Ain't that right kitten?" he said, which earn myself a mental face palm. Again with the forgetting.

"Kitten" I look at him like he was crazy, which he is but with Hotness written all ov- I really should stop.

Stupid hormones. He shrugged. "You remind me of a kitten, especially when your a bitch" he said so simply, like he didn't just insult me.

I took a step closer to him ,now we're just 1 inch apart, 1 more step, our nose may touch ,and gave him best glare.

"Listen clear and listen good. You better watch your mouth you bastard because you haven't seen my bitch side yet. " I said threatenly but may I add doesn't work on him because he just looked at me, impressed.

After one last glare, I took a step back to my own personal bubble.

"Today after school, for real. No more ditching, your house" I said as if there was no fight at all, as if we were just friends easilly before walking away and hide behind a wall.

"Well, son I'm glad you finally took serious attention on your assignment. I'm proud of you, why don't you ask her over often? She's that new student right?" I heard principle Davis said.

I smirked from the success I just did. Now principle Davis wouldn't think I would do anything proposturous.

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Looking so innocent will always work.

So far, I haven't caught sight of him. So, so far, so good unless you count the part where I have lots of assignment and still on going with the English project.

I am excited for 1 thing, Oh I don't do that no more because I heard enough from V who was ,i just found out, crazy about 1D.

Don't get me wrong, their songs are great but not a fan here. Its just not my thing and my weird habbit of saying 'One thing' , let's just forget about it.

I get random sometimes.

At the cafateria, she constanly sings 'One thing'. She said that she needs to sing it, to prove that she's a directioner.

At least, she show's her true self. Even though really, sometimes its unecessary, I'm just sayin. Back to where I said, I'm just on my way to my extra class again.

After turning one hallway, yes this is the right way, I'm sure.

I've arrived here. I walked to the sit next to the window, on the left side. The last time I went here, they explained the introduction. It was seriously boring. With a capital 'B'.

There was a terrible screech next to me. This classroom is old like old tables, old chairs, old everything.

Its like so dark, it should at least have some light colour. I turn to the screecher and- Why does the world always revolve around Davis, seriously.

"What's your plan?!" he asked, eyeing me suspiciouly while casually sitting on his sit. I guess he notice something. I shrugged. "Don't know what your talking about" I said, a hint of confusion to make it believable.

"No need to act it out, cut the bullshit!!" he said, getting to the point and well luckily our teacher came so I face back to the teacher.

"Good afternoon class, let's start right ahead. I want 3 students to share a quote that they heard of and is related to them." our strict teacher said, I guess that's one of the reason Its good to have delinquents here.

"Tom?" he asked a skinny guy in our class. "Y-yes?" he questioned, fixing his glasses prolperly. Our teacher lookes at him with a raised eyebrow, not willing to remind him. "O-oh um My favourite quote" he, at least remembered.

He thinks for awhile, then a smile appear on his face. "Everyday may not be good, but there's something good in everyday" he said, with a smile still on his face.

The teachers claps his hand and made a motion for us to do the same.

After awhile, the teacher looks around until it landed on Davis. I glanced at Davis, pursing my lips to keep from laughing.

This should be interesting......