I'm new. - (Luke Hemmings fanfic)

Chapter 1 *Diana's*

*Diana POV*

"Ms. Dawnson your late." Mrs Carson says to me. "What's your excuse this time, hmm."

"Do you want the real reason, or the one I was gonna give you." The whole class chuckles.

"Take your seat Ms. Dawnson." She says threw here teeth, I give her an innocent smile before turning to walk to my seat.

before I can get to my row I realize someone is in my seat.

I give this guy a once over, and then slowly look him up and down.

"Problem!" I say spinning around to face Mrs Carson.

"What is it now." She huffs.

"There is a pantie-dropper in my seat." I partially yell. Even though my back is to the rest of the room I can feel the whole class shift to look at the kid.

"A what?" Mrs Carson asks in disbelief.

"A kid." I save. "there's a kid in my seat."

She look at me like she couldn't give less of a dick then says, "we'll find yourself a new seat."

The kid in my seat moves to get up but is quick to sit back down when the teacher tells him, "sit down. She'll find a new seat. That will teach her to show up on time."

I plaster a smile on my face and walk down my normal row and take a seat right next to my desk on the floor.

Yes I'm sitting on the floor.

Got a problem.

I set my binder on my crossed legs and fold my hand on the binder.

"I'm ready to learn!" I cheer.

She glares down at me, I keep my smile and fix my beanie.

"No hats in the school." The she nags. I gingerly set my binder down on the grown and walk over to the window whilst doing so pulling my beanie off. I open the window and stick my hand that's holding the beanie out of it.

"Happy?" I ask her.

"No, I asked you to take you beanie of not put it out the window." She says.

"No you said, 'no hats in the school' ." I say trying to intimate her voice.

By this time the whole class is in hysterics.

"I'm trying to follow the rules for one in my life and all you do is criticize!" I say flailing my arms around.

Unfortunately the wind decided to be fortuitous and blow a very strong current of air at the exact moment my grip losses from my hat, it slips from my hand and land so the roof.

"FUUUUUASDFFGHJKL!" I yell. "god damn it!"

If some people in the class weren't laughing, they sure as he'll would be now.

My pain is just hilarious to this people.

I crouch down on the counter top and pull my pocket knife out of my pocket, twirling it around the bottom windows screws till they loosen and fall out.

I've got them all out and I'm pulling the glass pain out of the window when the teacher asks, "what are you doing?".

I just pulled a knife out go my pocket and she wants to know what I'm doing?

"Getting my hat." I say obviously, setting the glass pain on the counter and standing up.

"Just wait till the janitors get it!" She shrieks.

I pay no mind to her protest and slip both my legs out the window, and jump off the onto the roof.

I grab my hat witch is luckily not ruined with gunk and other shit and slip it back on.

Back to the wall I've just jump down from, I stand on my tippy toes and lock my fingers on the window ledge and hoist myself up.

Back in class I realize my name is on the detention board.

"Ah great Mrs I've been missing catch up times with you." I grin.

"An no that's not it, Dawnson."

"What do I have to do community service hours again?" I cut her off wiggling my fingers.

"Oh no." She smirks evilly. "You will be showing Mr Hemmings around the school. Maybe you 'getting around without getting caught' will help him get from class to class quickly."

"Noooo!" I complain starring at the boy with brown hair standing kinda far back in the class. I walk over to the door an rip the fire escape map off the wall and walk it back over to the brown haired boy.

"Here you are sir. This should be what you need." I say ruffling the boys hair.

"That's not Mr hemmings." Mrs Carson says.

"Who is that then?" I ask.

"Uhm, I'm jake. I've been in your English class for 3 years now." The boy, who's name is presumably jake, says.

"Oh how've ya been doing buddy?" I say hopping to avoid the whole, 'show this kid around' thing.

"Ms Dawnson be quite."

"Sweet satan, Who is this kid I'm showing around!" I ask.

"Mr hemmings!" She exclaims.

"THAT TELLS ME NOTHING!" I yell.

"He's he boy you referred to previously as a 'pantie dropper'." She says and I laugh.

"Oh, well you could have just said that silly." I chuckle.

I turn to face the kid who sat in my seat. "Will bang, Kay?" I snap at the kid, rushing my words.

He face turns dark crimson and the whole class goes silent. "We'll be going!" I grab his wrist and drag him out of the class.