Detention

Chapter 1 (EDITED)

Day 1 - DETENTION

I have been sitting here alone for the past ten minutes, my mind overflowing with a train of thoughts as to why do I, 'Kayla Anderson', have to attend a detention class when I remember doing nothing wrong. The teachers love me and I have no enemies. Then how did I end up at this detention class?

I am going crazy recalling the day's events, causing no harm to anyone going here, or even bitching about them; because that was something my character doesn't allow me to do. I am a good student. With typical A's. And I am adored by everyone. Then why did someone give my name for this detention?

I hear the door for the classroom open, and a pair of heels click-clacking on the wooden floor until it stops right before me. I lift my head as my eyes travel from the floor to a pair of high heels matched with a black skirt. She had a white shirt worn on top as I see one of its buttons open, showing a little of her cleavage. As a teacher she should have some decency. Yet here she is standing in front of me with her legs bare, and her chest sticking out of the fabric.

And when my brown eyes met her blue eyes, I see them going wide at the sight in front of me. While her lips are curved into a smile, mine turns into a perfect frown. What is she doing here? Till today we never had a face to face interaction, until now. I've despised her from the very moment I saw her in this school.

It was the first day of our last high school year...

I stood in the corner with my group of friends, all of us chatting and laughing, discussing what plans we had since it was our last year and what we all decided to do after it gets over. My group consisted of six of us. Two couples, Ariana and Rick, Drake and Jamie, and then it was Warenn and me. We weren't a couple, but Warenn had asked me out a number of times just when our senior year started. The poor guy had to face rejection every single time. He was cute; I even admitted that to him. But I considered him more of a best friend than anything, since he was the only person in this group I was close to. He knew all my secrets yet whenever I had to reject him, he would simply smile at me and act like nothing had happened.

So as usual we six were standing at our regular place, when Warenn was called by a teacher to the Principal's office. We waited for him to come back as he returned after ten long minutes. He came up to me and handed me a letter. I opened it and what was written inside shocked me. I knew Warenn would never do such thing. Yet he had to face one week of suspension. When I asked him the reason, he shrugged it off, and blamed the new teacher. The one who had called him to the office.

And since then, I've hated her for blaming my best friend and giving him a week's suspension when I knew he didn't deserve any of it.

And that's why I hated her even more, as I sat right in front of her, my face going red with anger. I knew it wasn't my mistake. But a false accusation by this new teacher who thinks she owns this damn place. Just when I thought I could not be angrier at her, she passed a big smile at me.

She had the guts to smile at me, when she could clearly see my face turning red with anger. I didn't want to waste any time with her, so I defiantly picked up my backpack and turned towards the door. As soon as my right hand touched the door bolt, I heard her voice. I froze. Her voice was different from her personality. It sounded sweet while her exterior radiated bitterness.

"Kayla Anderson."

The sound of her voice was pleasing and for an instant, it turned my anger down. The way she called my name. It sent shivers down my spine. She called it again and that's when I pulled myself out of my confusing thoughts, as I realized where I was standing and in front of whom.

"What?" I snapped out at her, as I turned facing her. This new teacher was getting on my nerves. First it was Warenn, who had to face a week's suspension. And now me, having to deal with her in this detention class.

"Where are you going? Aren't you supposed to be facing the detention? I believe this ends at 4. And there's still 45 minutes to go. So why don't you be a good girl as I have heard you are, and sit down. You don't want to annoy the Principal by not following her orders right?" She smiled at me. That very same smile that caused me anger, and this time it doubled it.

I thought of what she had said and yes, I am a good girl. I have always been and I don't want my last school year to be ruined just because of this crazy new teacher. So I faked a smile at her. But it wasn't my normal smile that showed off my dimples. It was the fakest smile I could ever muster as I placed my backpack with a loud thud and sat back down in the seat.

As I pretended to bury myself, looking for books in my bag, I heard the sound of her heels as she loudly click-clacked across the wooden floor, till she took a seat which was right in front of me. She sat straight as she folded her knees and placed them one on top of the other. I watched her, as her eyes watched me. I could see her skirt shorten its way up as it was folded with her position. Seriously? What is she trying to do to me? She thinks she can have me willing to listen to whatever she says with the way she acts? If so, she is clearly wrong. I can never be attracted to her. I believed I was straight although I had never been with a boy. I had even rejected Warren but that was because I was not interested in him. That doesn't mean I'm not interested in boys anymore? Is that why I could never find myself a boyfriend. I find them cute, but is that the only thing that can specify what my sexuality is?

But that's not the point. The point is, I'm sitting in this detention class with the only woman I can't stand to share a room with. And why? What is the reason I am here? Did I get bad grades or did I bitch about a girl sleeping with senior guy to a teacher? I remember doing none of that.

The bell rang signaling the end of my session in hell, as I sighed a huge sigh of relief. I picked up my backpack as I walked towards the door when I was stopped for the second time in that hour.

I didn't say a word, as she started to speak in her ever-so-sweet voice.

"Anderson, see you tomorrow. Same time. Same place. Till then, have a great day."

My eyes widened as I spoke back in disbelief, "What? Another detention?"

"Yes. Till the end of this month. And you have to attend it regularly. One absence will get you reported to the Principal and your grades will go down. I'm sure you don't want that?"

I felt my fist tighten as I clenched my teeth. I wanted to yell out my frustration at her as I wanted to cuss her out for having me false accused in this detention. But I gave in, as there was no point arguing with her.

"If may I ask, what is the reason am I being detained for a month?" I asked, swallowing my anger.

"You could start by telling me why you hate me so much?"

"What? Is that the reason why I am here?"

"Yes. I heard you talking to your classmates when you said my name with so much of hate."

I stared at her, completely confused.

"And that's why I knew you had to attend detentions with me, so that you start to think otherwise."

"Wow. Do you really think these detentions will make me not hate you anymore?" I spoke with much hatred than I had spoken to her earlier.

"Yes. Until I see you fall in love with me."

And that's how everything started to fall in place. Warenn getting a suspension, me in this detention class. One whole month of detention. Just to make me not hate her?

God, this detention will be the death of me.

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