How to be a rule breaker

chapter eight

Nolia POV

Opening my eyes I looked around the unfamiliar room. It was still dark out. What time is it? Looking at my phone I noticed I had a billion missed calls and almost as many texts, ninety per cent of which were from Jackson. I ignored them and checked the time, six o'clock great.

Might as well get up.

It took me a moment to realize I wasn't alone, an arm was draped over my waist. Turning to look at Wade I gasped, his bright blue eyes stared down at me. I smiled weakly at him and he brushed his hair out of his face. "Where are you going sweetheart?"

"I need to pee," I said hiding my face in the pillow.

He chuckled and moved his arm. "Go on then," he sighed and laid on his stomach. "Take a shower while you're at it."

I looked at him. "Are you saying I stink?" I said crossing my arms.

"You said it, not me," he mumbled into the pillow. I threw a pillow at him making him laugh. "I was actually thinking you might want to freshen up before school."

"School?" I said confused. "But its Saturday."

He sat up and looked at me as if I had grown a third eye. "It's Friday."

"Oh," I said embarrassed. I looked around for my clothes, nothing. "Where are my clothes?"

"I had them washed, you had dirt all over them," he shrugged grabbing a top from the floor.

"Well now I don't have clothes to change in to," I said looking down at the oversized top I was wearing.

Wade groaned and walked over to his closet. "Here wear this for now," he chucked a white button-up shirt at me. "And you can go through Olivia's clothes later," he sighed.

"Olivia?" I looked down at the shirt. "As in the girl from the park? She's here?" I asked.

"Yes. Now go. Your lack of clothes is distracting me," he ran a hand down his face and yawned.

I twirled on the spot saying, "Yes sir," in a mocking voice and ran to the bathroom.

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Class dragged on forever. I sat at the back of the class listening to my music and stared out the window as Ms Brown droned on about something to do with world war II. Boring.

I yawned as I was tapped on the shoulder, I glared at the culprit. Rhys. He shrugged his shoulders and nodded to Ms Brown. I rolled my eyes, taking one of my headphones out. "Miss Ross, take your feet of the desk," she barked at me. I did as she said dramatically groaning and stomping my feet in the process. She ignored me and went back to what she was saying.

I raised my hand bored of this class. She ignored me. I kept my hand up. Still, she didn't notice. I moved in my seat and switched arms, damn what's her problem? I sat there with my hand up for twenty minutes before she noticed me. Twenty bloody minutes.

"Oh Miss Ross, what is it?" she asked.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" I asked annoyed.

"Not with that attitude you can't," she said turned back to the board.

"Well if you want me to pee my pants I can," I rolled my eyes as people laughed.

Ms Brown turned and narrowed her eyes at me. "If you needed to pee that badly then why didn't you ask earlier?"

"I tried." I sighed. "And if you actually payed attention and didn't ramble on then you would have seen my hand up for twenty fucking minutes!"

"Get out. I will not tolerate such disrespect in my class," she glared at me.

I stood up and grabbed my bag. "Thank you!" I cheered as I Walked to the door. "That's what I wanted in the first place."

The bell rang as I was in the bathroom. I smiled and made my way to the cafeteria.

What? It's my favourite subject at school. Lunch!

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