Detention.
I've never had a detention in my entire life. Let me tell you, it's not fun. The teacher came in the class and wrote something on the board, then sat down in his chair and started doing some paperwork, occasionally sipping his coffee. I read the board, it said "Do other class work or read until detention is over." Yeah right, I don't have any class work because I finished it all... I sighed and got out a piece of paper and pretended to do classwork. I was just drawing an anime character. I stole a glance to the opposite side of the room where my detention buddy, aka Mister FuckBoi, sat. He wasn't doing anything, just sitting there. Pssh, what a spoon....
I hadn't even begun shading in the hair on my drawing when I heard snoring. I looked up and around the room. My eyes landed on the balding teacher, leaned back in his chair, head tilted to the side, and mouth open, almost like it was trying to catch flies. I snickered and went back to my drawing. One third of the hair shaded and 5 minutes later, I heard a low growl. My face turned red with embarrassment when my stomach growled a second time, demanding that it got some food. I heard a chuckle and I whipped my head up and glared at Mister FuckBoi. "Well you try and go the whole day without eating breakfast or lunch!" I snapped at him. "I just thought it was cute when your face turned as red as a lobster." He retorted. He turned back around in his seat and proceeded to pull out his phone, and do whatever he was doing. I wouldn't be surprised if he was watching porn... he seems like the kind of guy that would.... Then I remembered I had skittles in my backpack and decided to pull them out. Once I opened them, I turned so my back was facing my detention buddy. I started to eat, starting with my favorite color, red. As I picked up my third skittle, I felt a presence behind me, but shrugged it off and continued to enjoy my snack. Then suddenly a pair of hands tried to quickly grab my skittles only to rip the bag in half, spilling my skittles all over the floor of the room. "Great! There goes my only snack, thanks for ruining my mood even more ya spoon..." I said, agitated. "Shit! I didn't mean to... I just wanted to scare you.... just for fun.." he said, handing me the other half of the skittles bag. "Ugh, you know, I would've shared if you had just asked..." I said, starting to go around and pick the scattered skittles. Since I am a bit clumsy and carefully bent down, picking up the skittles and putting them in a trash can. I hear a whistle behind me as I bend over to pick up another skittle. "Hey!," I say as I stand upright quicker than I could handle. I started to fall forward, but a pair of firm hands caught me from underneath my armpits. I scramble to get out of his grip, my face turning red. "Uh d-don't check me out, I already have a boyfriend." I tried to sound truthful. "Well he won't know baby.." he said as he came closer and slipped his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I blushed ferociously and pushed myself away from him. "Uh, n-no thanks. You're cute and all, but you're just too much of a man whore for me." I said, finally breaking from his grip. He just smirked, " Well I cant help it babe." he remarked. "Ok drop the 'babe' thing, and back away from me unless you want to go to the clinic for a broken nose." I said, trying to act tough enough so he would leave me alone. "Wow. A feisty one! Now that's new in this school..." he said, taken aback by my sudden confidence. "Yeah well don't get used to it, you wont see me around." I said, walking back to my backpack, seeing as it was almost time to get out of detention. " Oh really? how come? Are you dropping out of school?" he asked, with what seemed a bit of sadness in his voice. I give him a weird look. "What? No. I'm just gonna try and avoid you, FuckBoi." I said, checking the time again. "Awe that's not my name, but then again I don't know yours either." he said, leaning up against one of the desks and looking at me. "Well I'm not telling you my name, and I don't care about yours." I say, straightening my plaid shirt and my beanie. " Well, tough. My name is Lucas, and since you wont tell me yours, I'll just call you......Skittles. Yeah! Skittles." He said, smiling to himself like he had just figured out a math equation. "Ugh. please don't. that's not my name and I'd rather not sound 'yummy'" I say. Right when I said that, another teacher came in the room to tell us that detention was over, and then she spotted the sleeping teacher and muttered something under her breath, then told us to go home.
As I walk out of the room, ready to go home and sleep, I felt an arm go around my tiny waist and a hand land on my hip. "So where are we going?" He asked, getting uncomfortably close to me. I pried his arm off of me and said, " Well I am going home, and you are going to leave me alone, how does that sound?" I looked at him giving him a fake, tight smile. "That doesn't sound fun at all.... but whatever you say Skittles!" He said, grinning. I rolled my eyes and then continued to walk out of the school. When I no longer heard a voice following me, I looked back to see that Lucas was walking the other way, with his hands in his pockets. He has a good body.... WAIT! I can't think like that! He's a player, I have no interest in him.... do I? I asked myself this while I walked to my house, alone.
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Well that was my first rewritten chapter of Misconceptions! I hope it's a lot better than the last one.... oh well. I like it a lot better. I want to thank my good good friend EternityFire02 for helping me big time on setting this up and yeah! This is also like 1100 words.... bye then people!
~Mads
