Trouble Always Starts Somewhere

Chapter Two

Lucy Point Of View

No matter how many times I say I'll be early for school is a big fat LIE. My first lesson today was English, the worst ever lesson due to the teacher I got.

"Miss Jones why are you late?" Mr Brian asked, I don't like Mr Brian he was an odd one.

"Well sir it does take a long time to look this good," sarcastically replying to him, his face turned red as a tomato, I found it quite funny. Holding my shoulders up high I walked towards my seat and sat down, I was unbothered by the staring I was getting, placing my feet on top of my table and put my headphones in and relaxed closing my eyes letting the music flow through me.

"Lucy, if you do not get your feet off the table and don't start to listen I will send you to the Head Teacher," Mr Brian spoke through his clenched teeth, he held my head phones in his hand.

"Hey you can't just take my own stuff off me without my consent," I had a feeling that I was going to have to buy new head phones after Sir touched them.

"You have no respect for anyo-"

"I do have respect for people but not you sir, you don't deserve any," I spoke cutting his sentence short, ever since I have started this school he always hated me, so I took it upon to hate him back. In my other lessons I was good.

"Go to Mrs Harrison and explain why I sent you," Mr Brian always believes I go to see her but I go to the library to finish up homework that was due. In some way I was a nerd but other ways I wasn't.

"Sure whatever, shall I say that you took my property without me consenting it?" I could feel his anger radiate off him, it didn't intimidate one bit. But I continued with his request. I collected my bag from the floor and snatched my head phones out of his hand. "Fucking weirdo," speaking loud enough for Sir to hear.

Placing my headphones back into my ear I continued my journey to the library, the library was a safe haven for me.

Skipping down the steps and into the library, I felt all my stuff come out of hand and on to the floor. "For Christ sake watch where you are going!" Annoyance dripping through each word, I bent down and collected my stuff and didn't bother to look who bumped into me.

I was suddenly pulled back and all my work fell to the floor. Starting to get really pissed off "Get off me!" Finally looking up to who has got a grip on me. A new face was the one holding me "I would rephrase what you said sugar," he sneered at me, does he think because he's new that I'm scared. He may be towering over my height but he wasn't intimidating me. "If I said what I said I mean it, I am not changing what I said for someone like you!" Coldness ran through me and I was pinned against the wall. "Feisty I like it, I'll be seeing you again sugar," he whispered into my ear and then he left me to pick up the mess that he made. Who was that?

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Sorry ive been gone for ages, I'm back now everyone