*Chris & Lily^^^
The first week went by pretty quickly and Val went unnoticed, staying out of trouble for once.
It was the second period of her second Monday, science... Or maths. She didn't pay attention.
She was napping in the back of the class when two loud voices started screeching at each other.
"Shut the fuck up you fucking stoner!"
A stunning blond girl shouted at a White braided girl.
"Ladies!" The teacher tried.
The blond girl held up a manicured middle finger.
"BOTH OF YOU. DETENTION."
They both got a pink slip.
They weren't in the actual class but outside in the hall. Coming from two separate places for a specific fight.
***
The day was a little too much that day.
She doubted she could get through third period, so she decided to skip it.
Wandering around the hidden bits of the school she noticed a tall guy smoking in the schools car park.
She couldn't see his face, but he had black hair and slouched at about 6'1.
Finally, someone significantly taller than her.
"Oi! You!" The teacher she'd met on the first day, Mr. Buckhead, his actual name.
Valerie started sprinting away from him before she knew what she was doing. She came to a dead end, so she quickly climbed over the metal fence, sprinting towards the carpark.
She knew the 6'1 boy saw the scene but she didn't have time to stare as a large hand clamped down on her shoulder.
A fuming Mr. Buckhead.
"Shitt..." Was all she said before he slapped a pink slip into her hand.
By the time she looked back to the carpark, the boy was gone.
***
After school Valerie went to the detention since she had nothing better to do.
The two girls sat there, so did an almost bald girl and a boy with his arm around her.
They all watched her come in.
"Who're you?" The blond girl asked.
"Valerie. You?"
"Anya Collins."
Val nodded sheepishly while pulling herself up to sit on a table.
"Why're you all staring?" Val asked.
"But, like, who are you?" The guy asked.
"Val-eh-ree" she spelled out sarcastically.
"Yeah,yeah, but like, how come I've never seen you?"
The bald-ish girl nudged him, "She's new and in my year. She's not in any of your classes."
She stood up and walked over to Val, leaning against the table.
She wore a lot of necklaces, red lips, a nose piercing and a grey hoodie that fell off her shoulder.
"I'm Trina Brian."
"I'm Jase." The boy said interrupting his girlfriends intensity.
"I'm India-Rose." The white-braided girl said.
"So, like, what clique has 'claimed you'?" Trina asked with air quotes.
Val snickered, "Fuck knows."
"How come you're English?" Anya asked.
"Obviously she must've lived there. Are you really that stupid or just blond?" India-Rose said to Anya.
"Why don't you just go back to rolling a joint or doing whatever it is that your capable of doing," Anya hissed.
"Let me guess," Val started, she pointed to Anya, "'The princess'" she moved to India-rose, "'the hippie, stoner'" over to Trina, "'The misfit'" and finally Jase, "And... I mean, you just seem chill."
Jase prepared himself to protest but then frowned and shrugged.
"How come you were gentle with my label?" He chuckled, Val shrugged.
"I knew a guy called Jase,"
Anya started again, "I'm not a fucking princess!" She started pacing around, "I could wreck someone in a fight, just like anyone else! Fucks sake!"
"Mmmk" Everyone said.
A fat teacher woddled in.
"I'm going to take the register, answer to your name and state the reason youre in here." She sighed,
"Jase McAdams?"
"Yup, in here because I was 'accidentally' smashed a fire alarm."
"Anya Collins?"
"Here, because I had a bone to pick." She said glaring at India-Rose.
"Trina Brian?"
"For drawing on the sleeping Mr. Thomas in permanent marker." Everyone started laughing,
"What did you draw?" Val asked,
"A dick. He had to live up to his name, Dick head." Trina shrugged.
The teacher sighed.
"India-Rose Foster?"
She did a peace sign,
"For selling 'faulty' Xanax," She laughed, "if that exists."
The teacher tutted.
"Valerie Vanderson?"
"Yeah," she said picking her nails.
"Reason?" The teacher seethed.
"Oh yeah, uh, for skipping class and then climbing off of property."
The whole room was a little taken aback.
"Looks like we've got another regular..." The teacher mumbled.
Val smirked.
