Detention

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Third person POV

Already 10 minutes into detention and Xavier is already bored. Her boredom level must be over a million now. The worst part is that her mother gets back from work in an hour and a half and she needs to know that Xavier has detention.

As Xavier daydream's about how her mother would react, she suddenly came up with an idea to get her phone back.

All she had to do was ask for her phone to call her mother.

Seems like an easy job right?

Well, for Kim Xavier Yoon, that was a tough job.

It seems like Xavier's mouth and voice cords hated her, because when she tried to say "Mr. Park can I please have my phone to call my mother? Please." It instead came out as " mother call phone now, Mr. Park can I have please?"

Mr. Park looked at Xavier, correction he grinned at her, but not in an "Ahhh, she's such a cutie, she talked backwards" way. Buy in a "I can't believe that she is one of my students" way.

 Buy in a "I can't believe that she is one of my students" way

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(Btw, this is Mr. Park.)

(Btw this is what Xavier looks like

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(Btw this is what Xavier looks like. She changes her hair color later on.)

(This is what Que looks like, he dyes his hair later on)

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(This is what Que looks like, he dyes his hair later on)

"What do you want Xavier"Mr. Park asked bluntly.

In a nearly defeated tone, Xavier decided to respond:" Well, can I have my phone to call my mother?

"

Go right ahead." "Thank you. "

(Xavier's Pov )
As I walked out of the room, I could feel his eyes on me. Following my every move. I didn't necessarily hate Mr. Park. I just hated calling him Mr. Park. He was only four years older than me. I often wondered how he got this job. He was only 21 and I was about to turn 17. Mr. Park had dark purple hair, he rarely wore his glasses, he was often dressed in a black suit and he had a chipped tooth that made him look younger than his original age.

Mr. Park for some reason always hated me. I knew that I was constantly late, but that was it. I never talked in class never interrupted a lesson and I always did my work. Instead of trying to fight the fact that he hated me, I just let it be.

Third person POV

As Xavier walked back into the classroom, she could feel Mr. Park's eyes on her as she walked back to her seat.

As she sat down and analyzed the newly introduced work he gave her, she couldn't help but feel someone or something behind her.

As she turned to look back, she heard a loud bang, followed by a struggling groan. As she turned her head to the front of the classroom, she saw her teacher struggling to get up after a bookshelf fell on top of him.

Xavier admitted to felling tempted. She felt tempted to just leave him alone, but she didn't like the fact of leaving her teacher in that position. So,out of the goodness of her own heart, Xavier decided to help him. But as Xavier rushed down to help her trapped teacher, she saw a shadow. Slowly, turning around she looked at the door but saw nothing. She continued to walk to the desk where her teacher had fallen.

Xavier's Pov

As, I helped my teacher from underneath the fallen bookshelf, I could feel the presence of someone or something in the room, other than my teacher. But I brushed it off, I was probably tired (or so I thought). As I lifted the bookshelf (which was suprisenly easy) all of the books came crashing down on Mr. Park. All except for one book.

I placed the bookshelf back into its original position, then took the one book remaining from the bookshelf. But before I could take a good look at the cover, someone snached it out of my hand.

All that Xavier could read was " The rules to become a Ha-."

"Hey. Why did you do that?" Xavier exclaimed. " Maybe. You shouldn't touch things that aren't yours." " Okay. "

"Anyway, you can go home now. I'm cutting detention early, since you helped me."

Xavier tried to say thank you, but no sound came out of her mouth.

It was dead silent until Mr. Park decided to say something else.

"And Xavier, I'm not only doing this because you helped me. Que has been waiting outside the door for you for the last hour and a half."

Xavier looked at Mr. Park with a confused face. She was wondering who would wait for her at this hour.

After, saying thank you to Mr. Park, Xavier walked out walked out of the classroom to find the person Mr. Park was talking about. And let me tell you she was stunned. Instead of finding a stupid student on the floor, she found a smart looking boy. And did I forget to say he was cute, cause he was cute.

This encounter with Que and Xavier was only the start of a beautiful friendship.

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