Purity Ring // n.h. au

one.

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"Finn!" I jerked my head up towards the voice of my annoying teacher and smiled fakely. I slowly shuffled the notebook I was doodling in underneath the various papers and books that decorated my desk. "Now that I have your full attention," the asshole of a teacher droned. "Can you please give me the answer to number four on the board?"

I stared bleakly at the complicated math problem on the board and felt I would be better off dead. I was shit at math. "Um," I mumbled tapping my pencil against my desk, knowing my teacher hated it. "Is the answer twelve?" The class erupted in quiet laughter at my stupid answer, of course the answer wasn't twelve, it was just some random number that I said. The teacher frowned heavily and crossed his arms.

"See me after class."

I groaned I didn't want to be around him more than I normally had to. "Whatever," I mumbled burying my face into my arms. The rest of the class period consisted of me not really paying attention and doodling in my prized notebook. Once the bell finally rung I was praising Jesus, well until I realised that I had to stay after for who knows what. I shuffled quietly towards my teachers desk contemplating whether I should knock over his pencil holder or not. He was only doing this because he hated me, which I was totally fine with, trust me the feeling was mutual.

"Miss McEvans, I noticed recently your lack of effort that you put out in this class. You haven't turned in a homework assignment in weeks, you never pay attention, and not to mention your test scores are awful."

I really resisted the urge to flip him off and walk away, but I really didn't need another office slip. I was about to respond to his accusations when a somewhat familiar head of blonde hair walked into the door and leaned against the frame. The teacher said nothing about his presence, while I on the other hand wanted to scream and kick him in the shins. "Erm, yeah sorry but I'm going to be totally honest with you, I hate this class and I really don't feel the need to pay attention, because lets be honest I won't ever use anything I learned in this class in real life."

My teacher frowned and sighed, "Typical teenager attitude. Well you may never use anything you learn here in real life, but you do need to pass this class to graduate. So I suggest you get your act together, unless you want to retake this wonderful class again next year."

I groaned and looked up towards the ceiling, where was God when I needed him most? I heard the blonde idiot snicker and I would have really loved to see him writhing on the floor in pain, cupping his ball sack going on about how he 'can never have kids again'. "Yeah I get it. I'll get my shit," I coughed realising what I just said. "I mean stuff together, promise." I smiled awkwardly and turned to leave. I walked past the idiot and tried to ignore his eyes on me.

Once I was out in the hallway I knew I was yet again late, I mean seriously I was on a roll today. Note the sarcasm. I trudged to my next class and jumped when someone placed their much too warm hand against my shoulder. I turned and saw the last person I wanted to see, blondie. "Can you please leave me the hell alone? As you can see this day has kinda been shit so if you can just let me get to class in peace that'd be great."

He smirked (surprise). "I was actually just going to get to my own class, which should be biology." My heart literally dropped into my ass, we had the same class. Great.

"Yeah whatever," I shook off his hand, it was burning the little bits of my exposed skin. I walked away and wanted to throw up knowing he followed me into the same classroom. I took a seat in the far corner and prayed he wouldn't sit near me but God really just didn't like me today. He took the seat and rudely threw his backpack across the table. I scooted as far away from his as I possibly could, but instead he inched his chair closer. Why was this new kid (I was assuming since I'd never seen him around) so annoying?

Class began and the teacher spoke about things I couldn't give a fuck for. I felt a piece of paper hit my face and saw a small note next to my forearm, I scowled knowing it was from idiot boy. I slowly opened it, it wasn't like I had anything better to do. 'My name is Niall. Now tell me yours so I know what to scream out when we have rough hot sex.' I rolled my eyes, of course he would say something like that. 'We will never have 'rough hot sex'. You're disgusting and I'm hoping if I tell you my name you will leave me alone. It's Finn.' I threw the note back towards him and he caught it and smiled creepily at me.

He slowly unraveled the folded paper and read it whilst biting on his knuckles. I watched as he scrawled on the paper and then folded it back up and tossed it to me. 'But I have so much fun talking to you. And yeah we totally are gonna have rough hot sex, you'll be writhing beneath me while slam into you and you cry out my name. Niall! Harder, faster!' I literally almost puked as the words on the paper sunk into my thoughts. I could feel myself burning red hot but when I looked at my arms they were pasty white. I probably looked sick.

I swallowed as the teacher yelled loudly, "Horan, McEvans! Are you two passing notes?" I shook my head but she frowned and walked quickly towards our desk. I could already see her face when she read the note we were passing, I was dead. My parents would physically kill me with their bare hands. I quickly shoved the note into the pocket of my jacket and folded my hands on the desk. "Hand it over," to my great surprise Niall produced a different note and I watched the teachers face as she read the note. "You both have detention after school, note passing is prohibited. It's a shame you're getting detention because you just exchanged names."

I sighed in relief and could feel the colour return to my face. Niall turned to me and gave me a lopsided grin, "Looks like we're detention buddies."

Fuck.

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