trigger warning⚠️ : homophobic slurs & violence
guess who has detention.
me, stupid bitch.
the one day i'm late to class my teacher decides to be on some bullshit and flip the fuck out, resulting me in getting a detention slip.
so here i am, in a cafeteria, for two hours, ready to slice my neck off with a plastic knife.
"nice of you to show up." the detention adviser speaks into the quiet room, gaining my attention.
morgan
FUCK
morgan shyly smiles at the adviser and hands her the pink slip.
"sign in." morgan awkwardly bent over to reach the height of the sign in sheet that was place on the short desk as she quickly signed her name.
"find a seat, do your homework, sleep, go on your phone, i don't care. just don't make noise but from looking at you i can tell you won't be a hassle." the adviser smiled, making morgan a little bit more comfortable.
she returned the smile and walked with her head down. just by watching her, i could tell she was a pretty socially awkward person.
she barely speaks in class unless it's to answer a question that she didn't even raise her hand to answer, but whenever she did, it was awfully quiet and she was usually asked to repeat herself.
she sat at the bench in front of mine, with her back facing me.
she reached into her black backpack and pulled out a couple of notebooks.
i decided to let her be and mind my business so i pulled my phone out and occupied myself with a random game.
after dying a few times, i grew frustrated and turned of my phone. i resulted to putting my head down, since i didn't have anything else left to do.
that was until i was interrupted by a tap on my shoulder.
my head shot up and i was met with a blushing red morgan who was fiddling with her fingers.
"um would you happen to have the math homework, i didn't get to write it down." she spoke in her usual quiet tone but thanks to the quiet cafe, i heard her perfectly fine.
"yeah, let me get it out." i cleared my throat and reached into my bag.
"weren't you sleep today in class?" i questioned and handed her my notebook where i jot down the homework.
she blushed and brought her bottom lip in between her teeth. "yeah, i didn't really get enough sleep last night."
"you need to look around at all the beautiful women in this school and stop focusing only on her"
i hate you caleb
right as she was about to turn around to go back to her seat, i gathered her attention.
"i could help you if you would like, since ya know, you were sleep and missed the lesson." i bargained.
she looked like she was thinking for a while but eventually nodded.
"if it won't be a bother to you."
"of course not."
we were done with her work and we were just chatting at this point.
she was giggling at the previous thing i said and i watched her finally relax. she always seemed so uptight and seemed as though she was always worried.
