Welcome To Detention School!

7. Cafe Isn't Bad After All

Song: Wild Things- Alessia Cara

We were just entering bio class and trying to find the closest seat to the teacher's desk like the perfect little students we were.

Fortunately, we were in luck when we found two seats in the front.

But something, or should I say someone, caught my attention.

The same guy I saw at the party where my life was ruined.

So that's why I didn't see him at my school; he managed to get himself a sentence in this horrible place.

I wonder what he did.

He was wearing all black like the first time I saw him and had his curly hair shortened.

God was he hot!

Snap out of it Aqua!

The class was buzzing with people telling each other about their obviously horridly conducted weekends. But he, was sitting on his own, with something that looked like a sketchbook.

He was an artist?

"Right?" I didn't realise I had zoned out on Kaylee.

"I'm sorry umm.. What?" I say.

"Whatever. You know Lucas wouldn't be pleased to see his girlfriend checking out some hot mixed race guy from the corner of her new bio class." She says with a smirk, perfectly bringing out her dimples.

Gosh this girl and her dimples.

"Wha.. I wasn't.. I.." I try to defend myself but can't seem to create a full sentence as Lee was right, I was checking him out.

We were interrupted by a middle aged man who I was assuming was the teacher. "Settle down students." he says as he puts his books on his desk and glances at Kaylee and I. "Hmm.. You must be the newest rebels I'm guessing." He says.

"We aren't rebels." I mumble loud enough for him to hear me.

"Well if that were true you wouldn't be in my class." He continues. "Anyway, I think we should get on with our work as I am already two minutes late."

He begins talking about mitochondrial issues or whatever. I wasn't paying attention as I kept glancing at that boy. He seemed like he emitted darkness from his eyes. He was so different from my Lukey. He had this welcoming smile and girls swooned at the mere thought of his presence.

But him?

He looked like he had the "keep out" sign figuratively put next to him as he sat there. He was wearing a casual black T-shirt and had some dark jeans with black nikeys.

Talk about the love of black.

After a while, I see Ellie entering the class. Mr Murray, the bio teacher, glared at her with that "here we go again" face.

"Miss Meyers, you're late." He starts off.

"I'm late?" She says, with a curious grin on her face. I could tell this wasn't going to end well.