I smirk as I'm handed a detention slip from yet another teacher.
"I have band rehearsal tonight, I can't make it." I say handing the slip back to the lady
"I wasn't aware you were in the marching band." She retorts
"I'm not I'm in a real band." I scoff
"Then, you are coming to my detention regardless of your prior engagements." She snaps handing me back the detention slip
I groan as I walk into my class and take a seat in the back where I could easily take a nap without being noticed.
Sahar
"Fuck this." I grumble as I pull on my pastel pink Stan smiths and grab my keys before driving to school
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Once I pull up to school I finally find a parking space after what feels like ten minutes and by that time I'm already late. I rush out of my car, with the crisp fall breeze turning my ears pink and into school. I look down at my crumpled schedule and head to ap math. I walk in the door to be automatically penalized by the witch of a teacher.
"Tardy!" The woman yells as I walk in 15 minutes late
"I'm sorry, I had trouble finding the class because I'm new and I-" I ramble trying to find an excuse
"Well I hope you won't have trouble finding the detention room this afternoon." She snaps handing me a detention slip
"Now take a seat so I can continue today's lesson." The woman says
I roll my eyes and take a seat next to a sleeping boy in the back of the classroom. As soon as I sit down the boys head snaps to attention. I try to focus on the lesson but I feel somebody's eyes on me. I turn to my right where the boy Is staring at me. I face forward and smirk. It's my first day of school and I already have my first target. I sneak a glance at the boy and notice how he's not bad looking, actually pretty cute but I don't catch feelings, I play with them.
"Can you please stop staring at ne" I whisper
"Sorry you're just so hot." The boys whispers with what seems like a permanent smirk on his face
"Thanks." I blush and fake giggle, innocent girl seems to be his type so let's get it going
"What's your name baby?" The Aussie asks
"Sahar." I answer timidly
"A pretty name for a pretty girl, I'm Calum." He introduces himself
"Bye cal." I say as the bell rings and I rush out the door leaving him with his jaw on the ground
Calum
It's detention time and I haven't seen Sahar since first period. That is until I walk into the detention room where Sahar sat on her phone blowing bubble gum, with her feet on the desk in front of her, giving me the perfect view of her white panties under her hiked up skirt. I take a seat next to her unnoticed since the detention mediator was asleep.
