PUNK meets PERFECT (Michael Clifford)

Chapter 2 :

- Brooke's P.O.V -

It's been roughly a week since that dreaded detention situation Mr Carlson put me in and that stupid guy has been on my mind ever since... I don't know if it was because of how confident he was to insult me in front of a group of people or because he interested me but I couldn't shake the image of him out of my head every time I fell asleep. The week pretty much existed of cheer practice , AP classes and avoiding detention at all costs.

I got out of my car, locking the doors and grabbing my over sized gym bag. I headed towards the school gym ; Me and the girls decided to get a half a hour early practice since cheer nationals were coming up soon. I walked into the building and greeted the cleaning staff and the caretaker who were the only ones currently in the school the other staff usually arrived in about twenty or so minutes.

Our coach let us use the gym from seven until half eight in the morning  before setting up for her classes then after school from three until half six. We've only won nationals once which was last year , so this year we're going all out with practice and hopefully we will win again.

"Hey girls" I smiled at the squad who were all stretching out in a circle.

"HEY... B" They all chorused as I made my way over to them and dropping my bag

"Okay, 20 laps around the hall" I said with a smile.

The other girls groaned but we all ended up running around at least 20 times. we had to be warmed up before we did anything... its one of the most basic rules. After that we began tumbling , my tumbling pass is a round off backhand spring full , which is sort of hard but alright for me. After doing about 3 passes each we worked on stunting... I was a flyer. It took guts to be a flyer you had to trust everybody in the group I mean your life is in their hands if they drop you that could be it pretty tragic.We spent all of our time doing that and it was now eight so practice had to unfortunately come to an end. I walked over to the speakers and unplugged my iPod and grabbed my gym back, wiping my face with a towel.

"Alright , practice is over i'll see you girls after school on the field... Coach said we have to practice out there because there's a girls basketball match tonight'' I said , exiting the room with Katie , Ava and Chelsea.

''WAIT UP PERFECT" a familiar voice called , I stopped dead in my tracks and turned around to be faced with the pale , tattooed , pierced faced guy from detention , I sighed heavily to myself. I had been avoiding him for most of the week and doing it pretty well apart from English Literature of course... Where I was forced to listen to him try wind me up.

"Do you know him?" Katie snickered in a judgmental tone.

"Detention" 

Michael... I think that is what they call him  walked up to me and slung his arm around my shoulder , I froze under his grip feeling uncomfortable but unable to move.

"What do you want Michael?" 

"I see you remember my name ?" he smirked that annoying but gorgeous smirk... did i just say that?

"Whatever... leave me alone" I said and walked off towards my three best friends who were already walking ahead of me... Probably embarrassed at the sight of me with this weirdo. A grip on the wrist stopped me from getting far and I cursed under my breathe as he held my grip tightly not letting me out of his grip.

"We have English now , "

"So..."

"I'm offering to walk you"

"Well i'm declining your offer" I smiled shaking my arm from him and trying to walk ahead of him. His long legs catching up to my short ones causing another curse to fall from my cherry colored lips.