World Of Chances [One Direction Fanfiction]

Chapter 9: Punishment

|Punishment|

Margaux's POV:

Now we're back at our school. Do you know what we're doing? Cleaning the whole school. Yeah you heard it. Because we basically disobey the school rules, by going on in that Cabin.

It was Harry who pulled me inside. Where we found Liam, Abilaine, Niall, Ruth, Zayn, Jane, Eleanor and Louis.

Us girls wants to leave. Wants to just escape from that cabin. But these boys. They insisted us to just stay and decided to spend the night there. What matters most is, Liam found an oujia board inside that cabin. And we all played it.

It scares us actually, But in the middle of it. It was only Liam who is moving his fingers to make the oujia platter move. We all ran because of fear. And Eleanor cried in front of Mr.Smith who is having a jam with my cousin, Kate.

And now, we're here. Cleaning the whole school as our punishment. When the principal finally found out about this.

"If it wasn't Niall who insisted me to stay there, then we won't be cleaning right now." Liam speak, brooming the ground.

"Damn it! It was your fault Mr.Smarty Pants! You think your smart by cheating on that oujia board?!" Niall spoked back.

"I was just making it interesting!"

"That's why we became maids and janitors in no time. Because you make the game interesting." Harry butts in.

"Well who wants to stay inside that cabin in the first place?" Liam asked. And we girls were just cleaning, like pretending not to see them, although we're hearing them.

"It was Zayn's idea." Louis spoked back.

"My idea?! If it wasn't because of you then I wouldnt stay there!" Zayn defends himself to Louis.

"Because of me? Excuse me! It was Niall who makes us stay in there." Louis speak again.

"And It was Harry who wanted to stay the night there!" Niall stated.

"Me? Wow. Well who decided to play an old oujia fucking board?!" Harry glares at Liam.

"It's Zayn who-"

"Stop it!" Eleanor yelled. Her high pitch tone attacks our ear drums. "It was all your faults actually! If it wasn't you boys who insisted us to go there then we'll never be in here right now. I hate you all!" She was close to tears as she threw the broom to Louis and walked out.

Louis rub his arms.

"You deserve that." Zayn mouthed to Louis and Louis just raise his middle finger to Zayn.

"No actually, We need to make a letter." I spoked, wetting my lips. And I look up at all of them, and their faces was like in a question mark.

"A letter? You mean, like an old fucking school slip?" Harry cursed at me, fixing the bandana on his head.

"That's the only way I think." Ruth added, giving her support to me.

"Well, if we're gonna do that. Then I can give ideas. But no way I am writing." Niall put his hands on the air.

"I can.. I can just give the proper spellings or grammars." Liam added.

"Well, I thought your a smart ass?" Louis asked him, teasingly.

"I am. But not at writing." Liam shook his head.

"Okay, so we're gonna be needing a teamwork with this." Jane added up. I don't know why she is here. I'm not comfortable with her since she's a member of the flirts.

"Do you guys have an idea to who will we give this?" Jane asked all of us.

"Well I know Mr.Smith and Mr.Pattinson which is our principal." Abilaine answers.

"Yeah but in order to make the whole school to agree on this. We need to give that letter to all the teachers and the faculties." Ruth added.

"You mean we will include the janitor?" Harry enters again.

"Well except the janitor. Obviously." Ruth rolls her eyes at Harry.

"I don't get it. We should just give that to the principal and we're all done. I mean I'm doing it in my old school in america and they are forgiving me." I kind of suggested.

"This isn't the same school that you attend to. And I assure you, This isn't America." Liam looked at me and I just blink my eyes at him.

"Then might as well we need to ask other students to tell us the whole faculty names." Niall suggested and we all agreed.

"And would you know that those other students exactly know who is the faculties?" Eleanor enters, walking in back to her position. "They are students too. Like us. They didn't know all of them."

"I hate when Girls makes more sense." Liam mumbled under his breath and Niall elbowed him.

"Then.. That is a damn fucking plan. We shouldn't do that. We should just wait for everything to be normal." Harry said again.

"We need to clear our names. We need to show other lower levels that we are a good rolemodel." Ruth said again.

"Then what do we do now?" Louis asked.

And all of our faces turned into a thinking face. Like looking around, Looking down, Closing the eyes, pretending to get busy and biting lower lips.

"The Library!" Abilaine said. Like she had a light bulb of idea formed over her head.

"What are we gonna do in the library??" Liam raises his eyebrows.

"There are this book where gives all the information we need about this school. And I know there are the names of the faculties in there." She smiled while giving her idea

"Well is that updated? or maybe that's the past old thingy?" I asked her.

"It's updated. I just saw Mrs.Collins putting the newest school book last week and it was placed over the 7th shelf." She nodded.

"So who will risk their life just to get that stupid school book?" Niall asked all of us.

"Were just going there and get the book." Louis answered.

"We can't! We're grounded at the library!" Ruth stated.

"Then we need someone who is very sneaky and can just sneak in easily." Abilaine explains. And all our eyes move to Harry.

Harry looked at us, puzzled. "What? I am no fucking way good at sneaking." He nervously chuckled.

"You always sneak inside of the Girls Dorm without getting caught." Niall rose his eyebrow at him.

"I'm doing it just to have a good time. And there are no sexy ladies that needs to get laid on in the library." He shrugged his shoulders.

"Stop being a jerk! We need that ridiculous book!" Niall insisted him.

"And besides, Mrs.Collins was there." Louis smirked, teasingly at Harry. And we all laughed.

"Fuck off." Harry hisses.

"Whatever! So Harry, you will sneak in there to get that book alright?" Jane asked him.

His eyes travel on me and back to Jane. "No." He simply answered.

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