Fuck it! I love him

Detention Part 1

CHAPTER 4:

Arielle's POV

I think this is sooo unfair. Who gets freaking detention for talking and coming to class late. What happened to 3 strikes and your out?

I walked into class feeling pissed off. Mr. Ramirez was sitting there all smug and shit. Asshole.

"Buenas tardes Miss Wilson," he said all smug-like. Bastard. I didn't say anything to him. I just sat down at my desk and glared at him. I swear if looks could kill he would be dead right now.

"No hello back? Well, I'm gonna give you an assignment to do so you'll have something to do besides glare at me. You will write a one page essay on why you are here right now. And if you refuse to do the essay; you have another detention."

What the hell? Are we in fucking kindergarten? Fuck that. Apparently I said the last part out loud. Oops.

"Yes you are in fucking kindergarten," he said in a mocking tone.

Bastard. He gave me a piece of paper and a wooden pencil. I gave a fake smile and started writing.

I am here in school at this hour because my asshole of a teacher gives unnecessary detentions. While he was overhearing Cheyenne and I's coversation, he should've been teaching class. Also, it's the first fucking day of school. What the fuck! Who gives fucking detention on the first fucking day of school?

There, done. I wrote extra big to fill up the lines. I walked over to his desk and placed my essay over a student's paper that he was grading.

Before I could walk out of the door a muscled arm blocked the doorway.

"What is this?"

"It's my essay," I said with a smug grin.

"From what I've read, this is pure shit." Mr. Ramirez crumpled the paper and threw somewhere in the classroom.

"Hey," I said with fake fury, "I spent a long time on that."

"I wouldn't say that considering you only spent five measly minutes on it and the fact you have written extremely large."

"Well some people write like that. I'm sorry that I happen to be one of them," I said cooly.

He grabbed another piece of paper and grabbed my arm.

"Hey, this is assault," I yelled at him. He hauled me over to a desk in the front row and demanded that I write the paper over again.

"Hell no!"

"What did you say?" His eyes are turning from a muddy brown to a striking gold. Inside I was scared as hell, but I wasnt showing him that.

"I said, hell no," I said standing up. We were face to face now. Both of us glaring at each other for what seemed like the longest time ever, then, suddenly, his lips were on mine and his arms were around my waist. At first I resisted, but soon I started to fall under his spell. I love the way his lips molded to mine. I love the way our tongues massaged each other in an endless battle for dominance. He removed me from the desk and plopped me on it. Not once did we break contact. I moaned when his hand slid up my shirt.

That's when my dumb conscience decided to show up. Damn it. I tried to push him off of me, but that just made him grip me tighter. Oh, how I would love to give in, but I can't. I pushed harder this time and even pulled his hair. He seemed to get more aroused but he got the message.

He released my lips from his beautifully disastrous lips. We were both breathing hard for some time. And I took that time to stare at him. He looked so delicious. His hair going out in all directions from me pulling on it. His shirt was slightly untucked. And his bee stinged lips were so full I just wanna kiss them again.

"You better quit looking at me like that before I ravage you again," he said as his eyes turned gold again. I grabbed my stuff and ran out of the door. Hmmm....Mya probably left to hang out with Beau. Knowing her ass she wouldn't have given me a ride home anyways. That's why I usually take the bus home. Ugh. Fucking Mr. Ramirez. Now I have to call and tell my mom that I got detention.

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Adonis's POV

Ugh. Why did that just happen? The girl infuriates me, but it turns me on and my just wants me to fuck her and claim her and put her in her place. But I can't. I kick my desk out of frustration. I need to get home and take a cold shower. A really cold shower. I grab my papers and other things and leave the classroom. As I was walking down the hallway I heard my brother yelling at someone.....

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Oooooh....it's getting hot in here. I'm just kidding but, Adonis and Arielle's sexual tension is getting to them. Hope to update more often. Hopefully, being the key word.