Fix You

Chapter-2

Warning: Not edited, I repeat not edited. Read at your own risk.

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*recap*
Wait, what? A wall in the middle of the hallway...and then I looked up.

Alexis POV

Two words. Dylan Woods. Bad boy. Brown eyes. And right now he looks as though he is about to strangle me.

Wait a second. Why the hell am I supposed to be sorry for? All I wanted was to go home. But it looks like the whole universe is against me. And it doesn't look like he is going to offer me a hand anytime soon.

"Can't you watch where you're going.", I accused him as I got myself up.

" Excuse me?"

"So you're deaf and blind? Nice. Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be."

He had his mouth open like a gaping fish. What I can be feisty if I want! And then quite heroically I must add, I adjusted my bag strap and walked out like the hulk.

I really wish that I could say that. But right at that moment my bag strap snapped and all my books fell down. Gosh so embarrassing! I picked up all my books at once and shoved them into my bag. 

I could feel his hard glare on the back of my head but I was too afraid what I might see if I turned around.

So I just kept walking until I reached the door and then I walked out. It really isn't the first time I've skipped classes.

Well but not that many, like five or six times a year. Yup, fear me cause I'm bad ass.

I actually wanted to skip the day but...oh well, I don't want to look like a coward. Even though I have already made myself look like a coward by running away from Camilla Lockhart.   
Its not going to be lunch anytime soon, so I walk towards my next class. It was Arts. And as a matter of fact, this is the only class I actually enjoy.

When I reach class, it's empty as always. But our art teacher Miss. Martins was already present there, as usual again. 

"Miss Brown, may I ask why you are so early for class?"

"No you may not.", and I make my way to the back of the class.

She just shrugs her shoulder and goes back to reading her magazine. She's pretty laid back that way.

I just look at the blank canvas in front of me. I have no idea what I want to draw. I'm in deep thought when I hear the chair which is next to me, being pulled back.

" Nuh - uh, you can't sit there", I say without looking up.

"Why not?", says a rough yet sexy voice.

Oh crap. I've heard that voice before. I look up to see, a round of applause people...its Dylan Woods!

Why god, just why? What have I ever done so wrong in life that I get this punishment.

You did kill your brother.

No I did not. What the hell where did this come from!

Well technically you asked what did you ever do wrong, now I'm telling you.

Can you please at least try to be useful?

Nope...and by the way good luck facing Dylan...Cause I'm zoning out.

No don't leave me alone!!!

Great my sane part has just left me.

" Hello anybody there in cuckoo land..", a hand waves in front of me.

I being merciful swat it away. Irritating creatures. Why did god even make specimens like him?

"You know I'm right here right. You can't just insult me, with me being right here"

Ignore.

"Hello crazy girl, I'm talking to you."

Ignore.

"Hey Dylan O'Brien is here"

Idiot, making a joke like that. Ignore.

*chucks paper ball*

Ignore.

"Excuse me Miss, I don't think Alexis is feeling too well. Can I take her to the nurse?"

"Oh. Yes you may, Dylan."

Say what now!!! I don't have the chance to say anything before I'm thrown onto someone's shoulder and I can directly see their back side.

What's going on?

"Dylan put me down. Ma'am I'm totally fine. Put me down scoundrel!"

"Its okay Alexis, you don't have to hide it. Everybody gets sick time and again. You don't have to be embarrassed. I'll take you to the nurse!!!"

"No let me go in the name of Zeus"

"Oooh, we've got a Percy Jackson fan here."

"Put me down muggle!!!"

"Let me guess you're a book worm?"

"Put me down Dylan!"

"You know, by saying it so many times it won't help. But I'll grant your wish"

Finally. But that happiness soon disappears when I'm actually thrown of his shoulder onto the ground.

Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground...oooh ohh oh.

Now is not the time for Taylor Swift!!!

I am done with his irritating  charisma. He just thinks he can do whatever he wants. I'll give him a piece of my mind.

Wait, where is he?

Dylan?

DYLAN!

"Miss Brown will you please keep your vice down"

Oh great! I literally feel like a they're are hidden cameras to make a reality show on me. It's infuriating.

I turn around to see the vice-principle of our school.

"Since you are having trouble keeping your voice down, you can have a detention", he said.

I knew there was no point in arguing with him. So I took the slip from him and made my way towards detention.

Great I'm going to miss lunch because of this.

You must understand this: I have never been to  detention before in my life.

And you can only guess what I saw when I entered. 

Dylan Freaking Woods, sitting in all of his glory smirking at ME!!!

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Author's note:

Hey guys I know, late update. But I had a lot going on. If you liked the chapter, don't forget to press that orange button, it would mean a lot. Thanks.

Adios amigos :)