Kelsey POV
I can't believe I'm spending my afternoon in detention. We're in the basement of the school. They hold detention down here eventhough it's disgusting. I could be home watching television. I'm missing spongebob. Don't judge me. That little sponge is too funny! It doesn't matter anyway because I'm stuck here and it's all his fault. "This is all your fault" we say at the same time. "My fault? What the hell did I do?!" I asked. "You ran into my coffee then caused a huge scene" he says. "Are you shitting me ! You practically poured your whole cup on me and then had the nerve to call me a priss" "Well if the name fits where it,Priss" I grit my teeth. "That's not my name" I said. "Than what is your name?" "Why should I tell you ?!" I scoffed. "Well the way I see it you have two choices. 1.) tell me your name. 2.) have me call you Priss forever" I glared at his smug face. As much as I don't want him to know me I also don't want to be known as Priss forever. "Kelsey. My names Kelsey De Vil" " Like the bitch from 101 Dalmations? Huh no wonder.." "What the hell does that mean?" "Oh nothing ! My names Drake" " I didn't ask your name" " But you wanted to". He's right. I was beginning to be intrigued by Drake. But I'd never admit that. I never responded to him. I just turned back in my seat. I looked at the clock. 3:24. Only thirty six more minutes to go. About ten minutes later I felt something wet on the back of my neck. At first I think it's a drop of water from the ceiling until I reach to wipe it off and find my hand blue. I know right away it blue paint and I know who the culprit was. "What the hell-" I'm cut off by paint being flung in my face. I glare at a laughing Drake. Then something caught my eye and my glare turn into a smirk. I got up from my seat and slowly walked toward him. "Wh-what are you doing" he asked. "Oh nothing". I walked past him and grabbed the bottle from behind him and squirted it on his head. "What the hell!!" He asked feeling his pink painted hair. "You started it" He smirked and next thing I know it's a full on paint war. Drake corners me at the door. "Target acquired. Ready. Aim. Fire!" When he squeezes I duck. When I pop back up I laughed in his face. "Ha you missed!" I said. When I noticed the scared look on his face I turned around and saw Principal Gertrude. "What are you two doing ? You wasted all this paint! Made a mess! What do you two have to say for yourselves?" I know this is probably the worst timing but I burst into laughter. I don't know if it's from the embarrassment of being caught or if it's the blue paint dripping down her face. But my laughing only cause Drake to laugh which caused us both to have a week of detention.
When we leave out of the school I start walking home. I feel someone grab my hand. "Hey so here's my number. I thought I'd save you the awkwardness of asking" Drake says smirking. "I wasn't gonna ask" I roll my eyes. He's so cocky he think he's the shit. "Yeah sure you were Priss". I glared at him and walked away. "See you in detention tomorrow" he yells.
When I get home I fear my mothers reaction when she sees me but like usually no ones home. I go to my room and take a hot shower to wash all the paint off. After my shower I start my homework. Three hours later I'm ready to go to sleep. I hear my phone go off. When I check it I see I have a new Facebook message. Oh goodie it's Drake. Note the sarcasm.
Drake: I see you didn't use the number I gave you.
Me: Why would I?
Drake: Because I'm Drake Hamilton
Me: And that means?
Drake: You've really never heard of me?
Me: Not since today
Drake: Good
Me: Why?
Drake: Don't worry about it. Night Priss
Me: Night
I was wondering what he was talking about when I got another notification. "Drake Hamilton sent you a friend request" I accepted it and took myself to sleep.
Drake POV
After seeing Kelsey accepted my request I closed my laptop and laid in bed. I'm glad she doesn't know my past. I mean don't get me wrong I wouldn't care if she did I'm just glad she doesn't. As I was dosing off I got a text.
Veronica : Come to the hospital NOW!
I jumped out of bed and ran out the house. There's only one reason why Veronica would text me. Something's wrong.
