These YOUTHS

please! please tell me why you always hatin

Chapter 3

Please! Please tell me why you always hatin.

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》Lance《

"Detention!"

Ok, so that didn't go well...

I walked out of the Principal's office and past the reception desk.

"In trouble again Lance?"

Ahh. Thats Mrs.Frasier. Unlike 95 percent of teachers who go here , she is the best and nicest. She also teaches P.E, but that dosent start until the middle of the day , so she volunteers to do the reception job in the morning.

"Unfortunately,  Mrs. Shoo dosen't like me that much, soo yeah." I walked up to the desk and leaned on the front. Looking to my left I see the candy bowl with different types of candy and reach over anticipating the chocolate.

SMACK!

"What the hell! Ronda! Come on just one!"

"No. For visitors only." She said already going back to her work.

"One day! I shall steal this bowl and enjoy every bit of candy in it, and it will be the best candy I have ever eaten!" I said, hand on hip and the other raised, pointing up.

"Yeah. Whatever. Go to class you rascal. "

I let my hand down with a slap against my thigh, defeated.

With a two finger salute I leave the office and head strait for the back of the building. I need a smoke. I haven't smoked since yesterday morning. Itching for the white clouds to fill my wanting lungs.

After walking for like two minutes I turn a corner and all I see is this mop of black curls coming at me.

SMACK!(once again unfourtunatley...)

She, just ran into me, and when she ran into me a lot happened. It was like a chain reaction.

She ran into me which made her books and papers fall out everywhere which caused me to slip, grabbing her as reflex to not fall and bust my butt and causing her to fall on top of me while spilling her coffee on the both of us.

That's not all.

Her wide eyes where staring at me in the most widest possible way they could. You know why. This girl, was currently kissing me.

Ok. Technically she wasn't kissing me , more like her mouth on my mouth in this weird position that slightly hurt.

Either her teeth hit my lip or mine becuase my lip was on fire.

While this is happening , what i just happened to think of was this is the only person besides my friends who have touched me ( in any way) at this school. I'm saying not even a high five here. I mean this isn't really the time to think of this but as she looks at me stunned and in shock its all I notice.

Im not really social here.

She pushed off of me after shocked hesitation and stared at me mouth agape. She looked down at her wet shirt and touched her coffee filled hair.

"What the -" says a dainty voice. From her position now on the ground , she looked up at me and...

Whoa. She is hot. I mean she is different looking than the rest here. She looks, I don't know, real. Natural. Ya know , besides the uh, coffee part. I don't know how to describe her. She's just...different.