Good Girl Gone Bad

Two

Chapter two - Say cheese

Getting sent to the principals office on your first day isn't exactly ideal. But I did nothing wrong, and I intend to clarify this.

"Detention"

I gawk at the principal, Mrs Daphire, (whom might I add, looks exactly like an older version of Natasha) after simply seening Natasha's cheek bone, she gives me no chance what so ever to explain myself. And Natasha, being the drama queen she is, limps. Yes, limps her way into the office, like somehow, knocking herself out had affected her leg aswell as her face.

"What? Why?!"
I Exclaim, not going down without a fight.

"Don't what me miss Milferd, your lucky I don't suspend you for the damage you've caused, onl-"

"I didn't cause any damage"
I inturupt her, speaking in a 'mater of fact' tone.

"No, none of this is your fault"
She says sarcastically gesturing towards Natasha.

"No, its not. She was jealous I got the duet, and charge at me. I just protected myself, what was I ment to do? Let her attack me?"

"YES! Listen you little brat. I don't give a damn if its not your fault. Nobody does that to my Tasha. And because you wanted to be so disrespectful, thats double the amount of detention I intended of giving you in the first place. And there's nothing you can do about it"
Mrs Daphire a.k.a Natasha's mother explodes making me grin from ear to ear.

She looks at me skeptically, wondering why I'm smiling if she's just given me detention.

"Funny you should say that, how about I get you fired?"
I ask rhetorically, and begin to pull my phone out that was recoding from the moment she said detention.

Her eyes seems to have popped out of her eye sockets and she begins to sit back down. While I laugh.
"Say cheese"

When she still doesn't respond, I continue.
"Try anything unfair with me again, and I will show this" I shake my phone in my hand. "To the board of education myself"

She shakes her head, plastering the fakest smile I've ever seen and nods.
"Good day miss Milferd"

With a triumphed smirk I leave two shocked Daphire's behind me, making my way out of the office.

***

"Damian don't"
Just as I'm walking down the hallway to my next class, art, I catch some girl's, (who is drop dead gorgeous might I add) conversation with who im guessing is a jock based on his football jacket.

I can't help myself but listen a little longer.

"That's what all girls say at first, but trust me, I can change that"
The jock, Damian speaks, slithering his arm around her waist and pulling her as close as possible.

"Let go off me, please"
She seems scared and I see the smirk on Damian's face grow evilly wide, groping her butt and he begins kissing her neck, she tries to push him away but his grip on her tightens.

Anger surges through me so I step in and rip him off her.

"Can't you see she's not interested"
I say calmly but my face is a whole nother story.

"Who the f**k do you think you are?"
Damian steps to me and I can feel the the girl gratefully jump behind me.

"When a girl doesn't want to do anything with you, YOU DON'T DO IT!"
I lose my temper and go to hit him, but the girl stops me.