Enemies or lovers?

Chapter 4

"Are you crazy!" Chase shouted.

All of his friends just left along with the rest of the student body as the bell just rung meaning it was now first period and Mr cranky over here was holding me up.

"My friends most likely think I'm some softy, the girls come to me, not the other way around."

"Well well that will teach you not to lie to my mother in the future won't it." I piped up. Man if looks could kill right now, I would so be in a grave 6ft under.

"Payback really is a bitch Chase."

I could tell by the look on Chase's face that I had annoyed him to the max. He has this tiny little vein above his right eye that sticks out and becomes more noticable when the kid gets pissed, and let me tell you that vein was popping right out. "Go to class i'll catch you at lunch." he ordered already walking down the hall and away from me.

"What not even gunna walk me to class?" I yelled after him.

His response was yet another glare sent over his shoulder. I just held up my hands in mock surrender and took a slight step backwards. "okay i'll walk myself there." To be honest I couldn't give a rats ass if he walked me or not. This fake dating thing was actually turning out to be pretty fun. Well apart from the fact I have to... you know pretend to be the losers girlfriend, but the teasing is a bonus.

I laughed at his bitterness and closed my locker ready to make my way to the first class of the day, which happened to be the oh so lovely class of Mr Dixon.

please note my sarcasm there..

Mr dixon is my Math teacher and let me tell you the class is a total bore! I know maths is one of the most important subjects you learn at school blah blah blah but I just can't stand listening to Dixon's annoying voice go on about triangles or freaking x and y squared. The whole subject has confused the hell out of me since I reached high school. All was simple with normal addition and subtraction until they had to go and add in stupid letters and triangles.

As you can most likely tell my extreme enthusiasm towards the class would mean I have a tight bond with Dixon.

Ha ha cute joke Skye.

No it's actually the complete opposite. There isn't a lesson that goes by where we don't have at least one argument. He just doesn't understand me or my brilliant ideas. There was this one time we were talking about pie graphs so I suggested we actually go grab some pies from the cafeteria and use them for examples. Of course I mentioned the part where we would have to eat them afterwards.

Seriously how could we not eat the pies?.. we couldn't let them just go to waste.

That began a full blown argument over my so called "smart and sarcastic" attitude which then ended with me landing a double detention after school.

Due to my teasing and making Chase angry act I was slightly late to class... and by slightly I mean 20 minutes. Mr Dixon hates late students so an early argument is going to arise upon us this morning.

I got to the outside of the classroom door and gave it a good old knock on, before mop head.. aka mr Dixon opened it up.

I really don't think he ever washes his hair, or does anything to it for that matter. The guy was practically growing tiny brown dreadlocks on his head and it certainly wasn't a good look for him.

"Ahh miss Mathews lovely of you to join us."

"Pleasure is all mine." I smiled at him sweetly. I didn't even bother to say anything else to him or explain why I was late because chances are he doesn't really care and it would all go through one ear and out the other. Kind of like what happens with me whenever he speaks.