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I miserably traipsed over to detention.
This is pathetic, it's not like I was hurting anyone. I just... drifted away for a moment or two.
To be completely truthful, the girl was still in my head, intoxicating me- I loved it.
I wanted to be surrounded by her, breathing her in and feeling her presence around me. I wanted to see her smile and for it to only be for me. I wanted to know her greatest fears and far flung dreams... fuck. I need to get her out of my head.
I chucked my bag on the floor and flung myself into the chair beside it.
Looking at the clock, I saw it was 3:05. Great. I've still got an hour and a half of this and the teacher's not even here yet.
I looked up just at the right time to see the teacher drop her bags on the desk. "Well you're stuck here for a while so you might as well do you're homework and if you disturb me whilst I'm marking these papers I WILL give you inclusion."
She glared around the class as the rest of the people filtered in- only but background noise in the busy traffic of my thoughts, (of her of course).
Pulling myself out of yet another daydream, I reached into my bag to pull out my planner and notebook.
Great. No homework.
Not only was I stuck in detention but I didn't even have anything to do.
I opened my planner and began to absentmindedly draw; slipping, yet again, into another day dream.

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