You saved me

Chapter 1

Hey guys, for some reason the italics aren't working on my screen but they might on yours, so i put apostrophes at the start and end of each thought. Apart from that, i hope you enjoy!
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'Fudge Fudge Fudge Fudge!'

I ran down the hallway, i wheezed as i stopped for a minute catching my breath whilst looking around for any teachers or hallway patrol kids.

I was late on the first day back in Branford High ready for my last year here.
All because my brothers decided to pull a stupid prank on me by setting my alarm later than usual. My record of late marks and behaviour marks were as clean as the Mediterranean Seas! But hi, my names-

"Skyla!"

I groaned and turned around to face the devil himself. "Um.... Hi Mr Gibbson!" I crossed my arms over my chest whilst trying to sound as cheery as a girl getting crowned as prom queen. Mr Gibbson, aka Mr Gibbs, was the headmaster of Branford High. He was the most dreadful teacher a person could meet! His hair was mid tone of brown with the small grey patches here and there. His eyes had purple bags under them when further down, he had a DOUBLE chin which had stubble covering it. His personality was a whole other story.

Why aren't you in lesson Miss Jones?" He spat. Before i could reply, something caught my eye and no, its wasn't the spinach in his teeth. I looked to my left to see the clock slowly ticking to ten o'clock.

'First period's almost finished! I got ten minutes..'

i turned to face the rath of Mr Gibbs and groaned. "Sorry sir, i'll make my way to detention i'm guessing?" I started to turn walk away hoping he wouldn't stop me.

"Jones, you best be in the detention room before second period!" He said smugly, i gave a quick nod and started jogging to the detention room. I had five minutes to get to the other end of the school which takes like two years.

If i don't make it, i'll get the freaking after school and i cant manage that considering i have a clean record! Well... i did?

Detention is something i've never actually been too, its pretty new too me even though its probably going to be torture for next one or so hours depending on how long the teacher decides to keep us there.

I sighed, opening the detention room for the first time in forever seeing, to my surprise, no one was here, not even the teacher! I walked to the back and sat down sighing. This sucks so bad, i might miss English which is my favourite lesson out of every lesson going just because your able to write whatever your heart desires and it makes me want to write on and on.

I pulled my Ipod and earphones out of my bag and started to listen to Cold Play ~ Adventure of a Lifetime. Yawning, I pulled out a book and started reading it.

Well this is boring.

As soon as i was starting to relax, the door swung open, i yelped as my chair fall backwards.. As i fell, i hit my head on the floor making my vision go slightly blurry. I stood up lazily and rubbed my head groaning, as my vision cleared and the small chuckles could be heard i saw THEM.

The bad boys of Branford High, there was four of them and i got to be honest, all the girls would swoon over them when all i see is four annoying, stereotypical guys thats egos are probably the size of China. Each had their own talents, personalities and looks.

Let me tell you about them.

Firstly, there was Chris. He was the jock of the group also known as the player. He had blonde, shaggy hair and blue eyes. His personality was most definitely the kind a player would take, he's was known to have gotten with most of girls in this school and they, i quote... 'had the time of their lives'. They also said he has a pretty good pack but you would think since he's a 'jock'.