Loving To The Touch

chapter 27

Waking up for school was the same as it is every Monday morning. That means Elliot had to come drag me out if bed and into the closet to get ready. I find it funny how he gets me up everyday expect Friday when I end up getting him up. We're weird like that.

Deciding on a pair of black leggings, and a regular short sleeved white      T-shirt with a chest pocket, I topped the outfit off with my black leather dayton jacket. Slipping on my white converse my look was almost complete. Deciding on being edgy today I put on some bright red stick to contradict the black and white sceem going on. Trowing my hair up into a high messy bun, I was now ready.

Grabbing my bag I took one last look in the mirror before leaving to the kitchen.

"Looking sharp today ain't we." Elliot said from the fridge as he grabbed some milk.

He was dressed in black quilted gold monogram bomber with a white undershirt like main, but with fadded blue jeans.

"We're almost matching today!" I exclaimed jumping around like a child in a toy store.

"Yes we are, now come on before we're late." Elliot answered ushering me to the front door.

Spending down the roads to Carter High, Elliot and I were jaming out to an explicit song while wearing our dark tinted shades. It was like any other Monday morning.

Pulling into the parking lot at an ungoldy speed, I honked the horn at pedestrians and Elliot flipped them off. It's our thing. Parking the car we stepped out like people do in the movies when it turns slow motion and some bad ass song plays in the background. Throwing him an amused glance we walked side by side got he grand steps to the school entrance.

Longing looks were turned toward us as we strutted into the school with swagger. And like we could read each others mind we took our sun glasses off st the same time exposing our eyes to the crouded halls.

At my locker the bad ass music in my head cut off and we were just normal students once again. Opening the door to my locker, Elliot stood to the side making comments about some test today.

"Hey, earth to Lissy. You home." He said snapping his fingers in front of my face to grab my attention.

"What?" I said back turning to look st him.

"You might want to hide. Mr.Smith is coming. If you don't want detention hide." Elliot informed me.

I tried my best to shift into the croud of students and get away, but my plans were foiled when my arm was grabbed roughly. Fighting against him but to no avail, I was pulled to his classroom.

Letting out a huff of aggravation, I turned around to see a red faced Mr.Smith. it it were a cartoon then smock would be coming from his ears.

"What do you want?" I asked taking a seat in the back where I sat know exactly what he wanted.

"You have detention!" He shouted louder than he was probably intending on doing.

"You know its unprofessional to sleep with a students parents." I commented out of no where taking no affect to his outburst.

"Detention!" He shouted banging his hand against the dry erase board.

"What got you dick in a twist?" I asked raising my eyebrows in a playful way.

"Your smart. I'll give you that, but I won. Now I expect you to get tour act together or else-" I cut him off.

"Or else what, you'll tell my mom!" I said faking being shocked," last time I checked she was in a coma so that's out of the question, and unless you can communicate with the dead then my dad is out of the question too." I added giving off my angriest tone of voice.