"Before regretting, take chances"
Ridge's POV
The office at Grokwoods high always had a plump looking woman with sleek black hair sitting on the front desk , usually was seen wearing vintage wears .Apathetic about her work, she sat there typing out some paperwork. The telephone rings , she picks up the call and waves her hand at us indicating for us to go inside the office.
The office had a wooden desk and a chair. The walls were dark green with olive green curtains and book shelves at the corner besides that , a window.
The principal's back as facing the wall with hands behind. He turned to face us when we entered and that's the look he showed making us know that we were leaving his cabin no time soon.
I stare at the wooden frame hanging on those lonely walls, completely bored at whatever the principle was lecturing us on, what was it on again? No fights? What's school without relieving punches and playing with girls. I almost dozzed of when a loud thump on the desk caused my eyes to open wide. The words i read began to swim in my head. "Before regretting, take chances".
I regretted shifting to this corpse-like town , well exept for my group of friends and "her".
Mr Westbay! Shouted the principle,irritated with eyes wide behind those round glasses poking out his finger at me .
"Do you want me to repeat or was I clear with my words"?
Grant gave out a taunting chuckle.
"The same goes for you as well" Mr Delaney.
"Don't y'all think for one minute that the mess y'all made will vanish anytime soon"! Detention for you too and until I don't get a genuine written apology, you won't be leaving anytime soon.
F**k! Cursed Delaney
Awww someone's new to this!!? I laughed.
Another hour extra! The principal stated.
Like I care, I anyways would leave and nobody would dare stop me.
"Now leave before I change my mind and double the hours".
I rolled my eyes, we both stood up and walked out the door not before hearing that "sigh".
I walked out of the door and started making my way to the end of the hallway to exit school obviously.
I was meeting with the other jocks outside the school and then start out routine---smoke and drinks.
I heard noise of feet running,it came closer and before I knew it, someone bumped into me. It was a girl. It was Dawn. Dawn Revees.
I saw her. I saw her cry .I saw her cry before. I never approached to help her. She wasen't mine to deal with. She was Dylan's toy to play with. Why was i even thinking about her! I hesitated whether I should go after her or not. I turned back to go after her. I notices as she enters the girl's washroom.
I came closer towards the washroom, peeped in and once I made sure it was clear , I hopped in. I noticed weeps coming from one of the stalls. At that moment , the door opened.
She screamed.
Her eyes grew wide with shock, her hair was messily tied in a bun. She closed the door rapidly.
I let out a chuckle
"Why would you do that!? She screamed
Do what? I replied calmly
"You know exaclty what I'm talking about , what are you doing here ?
In a girls washroom?
"I'm sorry some noise disturbed my peaceful walking on my way to class"
"Since when did you even start going to class"?
"Since my brains started working" , doll
No reply.
Taking that as a reply I left leaving a handkerchief besides on the sink. I walk out of the washroom and waited .
I smile as I see the door of the stall she was in ,opening and she enters out and pauses . She takes a deep breath and walks over to rye sink . She spots the handkerchief and gently picks it up. Confused , still she taps in on her cheeks wiping out those dry drops. she looks beautiful, I thought.
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The Loving Bully
Teen Fiction"She was a gleam to everyone who approached her but none sparked her" "He was a blaze to everyone who approached him but none sparked him" A story of two broken people where one, was the victim and one, the bully.
