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I sat next to Demitri in the very back of the class. The teacher was an old chunky man with balding hair, his name was Mr. R and he was too lazy to tell us his full last name. "Welcome to advanced placement Government, my job is to prepare you for the AP test at the end of the year, good luck." He said. Demitri sighed, "I hate this class already." I looked over at him and grinned, "Say it louder I dare you!" I started laughing. He won't do it, I thought. Demitri slammed both hands on his desk and the whole class hushed,

"I HATE THIS CLASS ALREADY!" He shouted.

Mr. R was in complete shock, "Um- Y- Mr. Azarov!"

Demitri got lunch detention for that stunt and I was pissed but he thought it was classic, I just wanted to spend lunch with him. "Celeste, that was fucking hilarious and worth the punishment!" He said, nudging me when he came back from Mr. R's desk with his detention slip. "And you don't have to spend lunch with my annoying ass!" He smirked and then laughed. I wasn't too pleased, but I didn't want to come off desperate to have lunch with him

so I forced a chuckle. It sounded fake as hell but whatever.

The class finally ended and we didn't have to hear Mr. R's drone anymore. "So, show me to detention my lady?" Demitri said grinning. My lady? I laughed. "Of course dear sir!" I replied. He tipped an imaginary hat at me and we walked together, laughing wildly, to detention. He hugged me before he entered the door. "Celeste I'm sorry, I'll see you when I get out in 5 years! I'll be back with some tattooes and scars but that's prison!" He pretended to cry, I looked behind him and the lady running detention looked pissed. I laughed really hard as she got up, and tried to drag a 6'2 boy into the room. My stomach was sore and I had tears running down my cheeks. He waved goodbye and finally let the woman yank him inside.

I wasn't sure what to do for lunch, so I just wandered around outside. I kept thinking over and over about Demitri, about how... Different he was. It's not everyday that a hot Russian shows up in your town and you get to know him so well in just one day. It hadn't even been a full day! How had I known Demitri for just 5 hours? It felt like a week. Suddenly I remembered Mother. Oh dear god. When I got home today I was fucking in for it, I was dead. Might as well cook me up and feed me to the ravens. I had never, ever been seen with a boy. My mother hated men and boys and I'm not even sure how she married my father. Some part of me always thinks that she had to do with his death, don't get me wrong I love my mother but she's a crazy bitch.

Finally lunch ended and I could take a break from thinking to myself. Too much thinking is never good. I stood outside the detention room and waited for Demitri. He came out pretending to cry again, "Oh Celeste I'm free!" I giggled. "Get over here, loser."

I finally got my schedule back from the hag and I saw my 4th period was English. Demitri's was French. "Oh look, they're teaching you so you can finally understand everyone talking shit about you!" I said, jokingly. "Oh please Celeste, a dashing French-looking lad like me? No one can tell I don't speak it!" Demitri said, and grabbed my hand again. "Is this okay?" He asked shyly. I felt my cheeks blush. "Yeah," is all I said. I felt a million emotions at once. Confusion, again. Some weird butterfly-feeling in my gut. I liked this, a lot.

The bell rang.

"My first day ever at this school and I've already skipped class, got detention, and been late, all thanks to my new friend Celeste!" Demitri said loudly and laughed, he looked down at me and his dark eyes shone with warmth, "kidding" He said, "it's not all your fault!" I just smiled and took him to class.

I sat down in English and realized I hated everyone in that room. You get sick of people, you know. After living in Orchard my whole life these people get so damn annoying. I think that's why me and Demitri clicked so fast, he's...

something exciting.

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