I strutted down the hallways with my head held high, my long blonde hair flowing down my back. I received dirty looks from girls and whistles from guys that were staring at my butt. I looked over my shoulder and everyone's gazes dropped to the floor knowing that if I caught them staring they'd be dead.
I walked alone, that's how I rolled. I didn't need anyone, I didn't give a shit about anyone, that's just how I was. I didn't let anyone walk over me or treat me like trash, I stood up for myself, I was my own person and did nothing for nobody.
I didn't really follow the rules that's why everyone was so afraid of me. Let's just say I was the badass of the whole school, nobody got on the wrong side of me or they payed the price.
Every guy wanted me in their bed and every girl envied me. My long natural blonde hair that fell just above my butt, my deep green eyes and perfect complexion. My curved petit figure, and my confidence.
I always walked with confidence and showed no fear. I kept myself to myself, that was my business and nobody else's.
It's not like I don't have a heart I just don't let anyone push me around, treat me badly, or try to take advantage of me. I'm strong, I've built up my walls and I won't let anyone try to tear them down.
The heels of my boots clicked as I made my way to the office. Apparently I had broken some dumb rule and wanted to be seen by the principal.
I walked into the office with a little laugh as my name was called again over the speakers. The lady calling my name seemed pretty angry that it had taken 6 attempts of calling my name for me to show up.
As soon as I stepped foot in the office my eyes scanned the room spotting a brunette boy sat in the corner. His eyes scanned up and down my body as I made my way into the room.
As I walked past him I flipped him off, telling him to quit staring. He just let out a little chuckle which made me smirk as I walked away from him, not looking back. I could feel his eyes burning holes in my back, more like my ass.
I think I've seen him before, he looked familiar but I could never put a name to his face, even if it was a very attractive face. His sharp jawline looked like it could cut you if you touched it, his cold stare that was harsh and intimidating that made him look all mysterious. His toned muscles that showed through his shirt, making him immensely attractive, made me weak at the knees. Oh how I wish I could see under that shirt of his.
I was thrown from my thoughts of the boy sat just outside as the principal started yelling.
"Blaire, how many times have you been told that you can't break the dress code!"
I just looked at him with a smirk, I thought my outfit was pretty bomb. I had on an oversized hoodie that came down just past the middle of my thighs, a pair of black shorts with some burgundy long socks and my black sued knee high boots. To be honest, I looked pretty hot.
"Well?" He added as I had ignored him the first time.
"See, I don't see you're choice in clothing being any better than mine, sir. Like, that tie with that shirt? Ohhhhhh no! Next time I say go with a darker tie, something like navy blue? Wait no! I got the perfect one in mind! That dark green one you used to wear all the time with the blue shirt!" I said enthusiastically.
I could practically see the steam coming out of his ears as his face went red with anger.
"Blaire Cadwell! Detention!" He yelled as he pointed his finger to the door. I stood up with a smirk and walked out of the office, stopping by the fire alarm. I was stood just outside of his office in clear sight of the boy sat in the corner.
"Hey sir? If I pull this, can I get out of my lessons?" I asked as I placed my hand on the fire alarm.
"You dare." The principal warned. My smirk grew bigger as I flipped the switch, causing a high pitch alarm to ring around the whole school.
"Oops." I said as I walked over to a chair that was opposite to the boy in corner, sitting on it and kicking my legs up over the side making myself comfortable.
I watched as staff and pupils made their way out of the building at the sound of the fire alarm. I just laughed to myself at the sight of my principal frantically jumping around trying to calm the panicking students.
"So you're be the famous Blaire Cadwell?" A deep, sexy voice asked from the corner with a smirk.
"Depends who's asking." I replied as I looked down at my nails, boredom clearly traced in my voice.
The boy just chuckled and stood up walking over to me, he pushed my legs down off the chair next to me as he sat in it. I just looked at him but he looked away at a sign on the wall.
When he looked back I rolled my eyes and sighed as I kicked my legs up again, this time resting them in his lap. He raised an eyebrow at me as he placed his large hands over my legs but I just leant my head against the wall and I shut my eyes.
I was absolutely exhausted, I didn't sleep at all last night and the last place I wanted to be right now was here. The peaceful silence lasted about 30 seconds utill the boy sat next to me that was tracing circles with his finger on my legs spoke up.
"Ethan." He said as he stared at me. I let out a deep sigh as I lifted my head up and opened my eyes, lifting an eyebrow at him in confusion.
"That's who's asking." He added.
"Tell him I said hi." I said, showing how much I didn't care as I rested my head back and closed my eyes again.
"That's rude, you know." He said annoyed as he placed his hand around my thigh, gripping it.
"Tell him I've got that noted." I breathed out as I pulled my round sun glasses out of my bag putting them on to block out as much light as possible.
His grip on my thigh tightening, as a smirk grew on his face. His grip on me became so tight that it started to hurt, I could practically feel the bruises on my thigh being created.
I lifted my head up and pushed the glasses down to the tip of my nose.
"Do you mind?" I asked bitterly, pushing his hand off me.
He grabbed my glasses from my face putting them on as his hands returned back to my legs. I just sighed again as I leant back and put my arm over my eyes, trying my best to block out the annoying light.
Ethan started tapping his hand on my leg making want to rip his head off. After about 2 minutes of him repeatedly tapping me, I gave up and pushed his hands off me as I kicked my legs down. I grabbed my bag and stood up pulling the glasses off his face.
"Where are you going?" He asked as I started to walk away from him.
"Anywhere but here." I said as I pushed the door out of my way ignoring the calls for me to come back.
