Bad boy, jock boy and invisible girl

Brads p.o.v

Brads P.O.V

I sit in the plush leather chair watching Principal Pushover watching me. It has been silent from the moment I walked in. 5 minutes ago. Geeze is she like mute or something?

She finally shifts from her slouched sitting position and places her arms on the desk, leaning forward slightly.

"Mr cooper, why is it that almost every day you are here?" She asks raising her eyebrows.

"Well, this is school. I feel like I am obligated to be here almost every day" I explain sarcastically, with a fake innocent look.

She sighs,

"Brad, why do I find you in my office. almost every day? is it a cry for help? As you must learn that stealing, and ditching school will not get you that very fast at all."

I look at her with one eye squinted slightly, looking horrified. What the hell was she talking about? god people really read in to these situations. I just hate school, pretty simple. She wants a cry for help, I'll give her a freakin cry for help! Maybe then I won't have to come here when I can't be bothered showing up to classes.

" Yes" I wail putting my hands over my face fake blubbering.

"I broke up with my girlfriend, she kept telling me"just give me a reason just a little bits enough.' You know! 'I said 'Just a second, we're not broken just bent' and you know what hit me the hardest, when she rejected me even after I told her that 'we could learn to love again."

I burst out fake crying and peer through my finger tips, looking for the reaction I wanted. Pushover stares at me, looking mortified. I don't think she was expecting that. She knows me and my aloofness etc. so I don't doubt that that must have been a bit of a shock.

Of course it was all bullshit, I was quoting P!nk the whole time, who I hate but the song popped into my head. And it sounded good enough for my situation.

She finally stands up and hobbles around to my side of the desk and pats me on the back, while I finish fake crying. I peer up at her with puppy dog eyes.

"Okay, I'll let you off this time with only a week of detention. Next time will be a suspension." She mutters, hobbling back to her desk.

" Thanks so much miss, you won't regret it! No more ditching!" I say before I quickly open the door and step back out into the waiting area.

That chick from before is here, and she's chatting to the crying girl, who is no longer crying. God I hope they couldn't hear that, if anybody finds out ill be dead. Not literally dead, but my friends will ridicule me forever. I quickly put my smirk on as they turn to look at me.

"Ladies. ill see you around. Especially you sweetheart." I say cheesily, winking at the one I talked to before.

She was kinda cute, but I could do better. She wasn't nearly as hot as some of the girls here, but I say in the top 30%. No tits. Ass, meh. As I said, I can and will do better. I walk off down the hallway, remebering my little act. I couldn't have gotten another suspension, my parents will literally kill me this time. But a week of detention I can hide.

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