Yay! School! I bet you can hear the sarcasm in my voice. It's pretty clear. I walked through the the doors to find people hushing and whispering. I questioned their behavior. What the hell are they whispering about?
Just then, I noticed a guy, crumpled up in a corner, with a bruise and a busted lip. Looks like Lucas Jones is back. What an entrance, gotta give it to him.
I reached my locker, finding Oliver waiting for me.
"Holy shit, Lucas is back..." He looked surprised and yet worried for some reason
"Ya, I saw..." I said pointing to the beaten up guy in the corner. Poor him,
"Looks like this week is gonna be interesting"
I took my books out and went straight to class. The perks of being early to class, is that no one is there yet. Which leaves me time to myself. I entered the empty classroom, it was so quiet, so sad the silence would end soon. I took a pencil and opened my book, I was just finishing up some unfinished work. I didn't want to end up in detention.
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The students came flooding in after the bell rang. Well they came in about 15 minutes, they didn't really give a damn about being late. Plus, how can you send a whole class to detention? Slowly the room was getting filled up, laughter and chatter echoed through the room, good bye silence. Then the teacher came in, and class had started. Just as he was about to write on the board, the door came bursting open, and to my surprise and horror....It was the one and only.....Drum roll please...Lucas Jones!....Yay.
Lucas looked tired today, with his dark brown hair all ruffled up in a nest on top of his head, and there were some panda eyes going on. Which tells me he was up all night.
"Mr. Jones, you're late...Not a very good impression for a first day" the teacher said sternly
"Who gives a damn..." He said loudly and turned around to find a seat
"Mr. Jones, you do know we do not tolerate any profanity!"
"At least I didn't say the 'F' word" he looked back, the teacher has lost his words. Instead of talking back and making it worse, he cleared his throat and started writing on the board.
Lucas was scanning the entire room for a seat, then his eyes landed on the seat next to me....Shit. I pushed the chair under the table with my foot to hide it, but it didn't work.
"Think you can hide this chair from me?" He said looking down at me, his green eyes staring intensely into my blue ones.
"I'm sorry, but someone's sitting here.." I lied
"Nice try Johnson" he said pulling the chair underneath the table and sitting down. Then he turned to me and gave me a smirk.
This guy's smile or smirk haunts me sometimes, you don't know what he's thinking in that dirty little mind of his, what the danger lies in there. His smiles or smirks are like warnings, telling you to be prepared for the outcome.
I turned away and concentrated on the class. After for a few minutes I felt a light tap on my elbow, I looked to my side and found a pencil bouncing on it, I then turned my head towards Lucas, who was smiling mischievously.
"Can you stop it!?" I whispered
"What if I can't?" He continued on tapping with his pencil
"Stop it!" I snatched the pencil from his hands and casted it aside "looks like you got no pencil anymore!"
His eyes widened and stared at my pencil box, oh shit. He quickly grabbed it before I could stop him from taking it, he then pulled out a pencil, my pencil, my only pencil in that pouch.
"Give it back Lucas!" I hissed
"Who's got no pencil now huh?" He smiled and raised his hand above his head, making sure I couldn't reach it. I've had enough with this little delinquent
"GIVE IT BACK LUCAS!!" I said out loud
The teacher and the rest of the students stared at me. Holy crap, I'm busted.
"Ms. Johnson, Mr. Jones. Is there a problem over there?" Thanks a lot Lucas.
I stood up "uh...No sir, everything's fine sir!"
"Smooth, real smooth" Lucas piped in
"Shut up" I whispered
"That's it I'm sending you two to the principal's office, I bet she'll love e to hear this story" he said pointing towards the door
Lucas was already grabbing his things, I was about to protest, when the teacher held up his finger, motioning me to keep quiet. It's like he knew what I was about to do. Talk about freaky man.
I sighed and packed my things and headed to the door. Once closed the door behind me, Lucas was waiting in front me.
"Wasn't that fun?" He said with grin
I ignored him and headed to the exit.
"Where are you going?" He seemed sad in his tone, must be acting innocent
I wanted to ignore him again, but I know he won't stopping blabbering with that mouth so I had to say something,"I'm going home..."
"Why cupcake?" He had a suave tone now
"Why are you suddenly calling me that, I have a name you know" I said looking back
"Okay sugar" he smirked at me. This is gonna end bad. Before I knew it, he ran up to me and grabbed my wrist. I tried to pull away, but his hand was like iron. The only way I could escape was hitting him where the sun didn't shine.
I had no choice anymore. I lifted my knee and hit as hard as I can. Success! I'm free!
"What the hell!!" He said crouching down
"Sorry love, but I gotta go!" I said smiling in victory, and running away. I knew that act I did to him would probably cost my life. But hey, I was free! But I probably should prepare for tomorrow.
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Okay, I dunno of this is exciting or what, but here's the next chapter. Hope you enjoyed it! I have nothing much to say so....
Tnx anyways!
Sam_Salmon
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Lost (on hold)
Teen Fiction"please, stay back!" I yelled putting my hands in front of me " I'm a monster, just like my father..." "every single time I try to be less like him, I just go back to the monster I really am...I don't want to hurt anyone anymore...I can't handle it...
