I hate you !

Chapter 4

So phys Ed was fun., besides the fact that I got a bruise on my face from Zack's punches. But it's way better than his face which has a broken nose, a black eye, and multiple bruises on his face.
Oh! Don't forget his ribs that are also bruised, I think I should have elbowed him harder.
These were my thoughts in the shower and out of the shower as I got ready for the next day.

I went downstairs and I spot my brother eating pancakes and fruit, I don't even try this time and just grab a cereal bar and leave the house. I ride my motorcycle to school, she's great, painted in black with red stripes on the side, she's like a sister to me. Today I'm wearing a black top with a tongue on it paired with my black leather pants and my trusty leather jacket. For shoes I'm wearing my black converse and my makeup stayed the same, I didn't bother hiding the bruise on my left cheek.

In a few minutes, I arrive to school, people watch the anonymous person on the bike and stare and point.
I wore my helmet which also had matching red stripes, safety first kids. I park my bike and was about to take off my helmet until a particular person walks by my bike..........that's right, you guessed it, Zack fucking Ryder.
You win a million dollars......but not my money cause I don't have a million dollars......my parents do, but they're never here....so.

I decide to play a little game on the devil. He stops walking and looks at the bike.
"Is this yours?" He asks.
"No, I stole it from hell." I say, sarcastically.
"How about you take off that helmet so I can see who you are." He says, with a smirk.
"Are you sure you want to see who I am?" I ask.
"Yes." He says, smirking.
"What if I'm your worst nightmare? What would you do then?" I say in a soft voice.
"Then I'd make you my dream." He says.
"Very well, but I warned you." I say.

He's a douche.
I place both my hands on my helmet, Zack was behind me now, so I bring my elbow back and hit him in the face with it, he falls to the floor holding his nose, I honestly don't think he's gonna have a nose when I leave this place.
"FUCK!" He yells out in pain.
I smirk and pull my helmet over my head.
"Oops? Did I do that?" I ask innocently,but inside I was laughing like crazy.
"It's you!" He shouts, eyeing me.
"No, it's Mary Poppins.......OF COURSE ITS ME!" I shout, now off my bike.
"You should probably put some ice on that." I say, walking past him.

He lets out a frustrated scream.
"Hey, at least you don't have to see me in gym!" I shout.
"Well that's if I choose not to go, but then I could still go for my amusement and your misery.." I mutter. I walk into the school and people stare at me.....as much as I like attention, I think this is too much. I'll just ignore them, like I always do. I slowly approach my locker and was about to open it when suddenly I was tackled.
Oh I swear to god, if this is Zack I will kill him!
"What the fuck!" I shout.
People in the hallways formed a circle around us.
I was laying on my stomach with the person on top of me trying to break my arm.
I flipped us around and as expected it was the devil himself.

I let out an annoyed sigh and look him up and down.
I'm so proud of my work.....he looks terrible with a bruised lip, broken nose that now has a line of blood trailing from it, bruised ribs, and let's not forget this.....
I knee him in his jewels.
His bruised and swollen dick.....I'm gonna make sure that he doesn't create spawns of himself.
He falls back on the floor holding his dick.
I get off the dirty floor-it's not dirty because the janitor is terrible at his job, but only because Zack was on it- and head towards my locker to retrieve my things for math, which consists of my phone, earbuds and my sketch pad, while other kids will bring calculators and their math books.

I walk in class and head to the back, I put my earbuds in and turn up the volume to just ignore the world and let me be at peace.
I doodle on my sketchpad until I looked up and see my sweaty, hair receding math teacher glaring directly at me.
I pull out one of the earbuds.
"Were you saying something?" I ask.
"Yes, miss Quinn, but you are so interested in your own world that you didn't even hear me!" He says in a clipped tone.
My eyes widen.
Oh my god, he's such a drama queen!
He glares at me more, and begins walking towards me with ruler in his hand, he was fuming.
If he touches me with that thing, he'll get arrested and seriously hurt.

I look back down at my drawing of bubbled curse words directed towards specific people and continue with my art work.
"Miss Quinn..."He starts, " At the end of this ruler is an idiot who should not be in this class because she obviously doesn't care." He says pointing the bloody thing at me.
"Who is it?" He asks.
"Oh, that's easy, it's you." I say.
He turns red.
"DETENTION!" He screams at me.
"Gosh, don't waste the only form of food you have left on me." I say, wiping some of his saliva off my face.
"NOW!" He shouts.
I roll my eyes and leave the room with my stuff in my hands.
"Ta ta, mr.Henry!" I holler from the hallway.

I walk to the room with a detention plaque on it, and I slowly open the door.
I walk in and the teacher is talking to a student, he sees me and tells me to take a seat.
I take the furthest seat in the back, near the window.
I put on my earbuds and listen to what the hell by Avril Lavigne.
I close my eyes and place my feet on the desk infront of me, a smile on my face.
But my  smile quickly turns into a scowl when my feet is pushed off the desk and my earbuds I yanked out of my ears.
I glare up at the one and only Zack Ryder.

"Ugh, you're here too." I say, looking at him with disgust.
"Same to you, Quinn." He says.
He takes a seat beside me.
"What did you get in for?" I ask.
"Pranked a teacher by supergluing everything on her desk and then when she was gonna open the door, a bucket of slime, glitter and feathers sloshed her.....she knew it was me because I burst out laughing while the rest of the class stayed silent." He says, reliving the memory.
"What did you do?" He asks.
"Well, I was bored in math class and I wasn't paying attention anyway so the teacher, mr. Henry, got mad at me and he pointed a ruler at me and said that there is an idiot at the end of the ruler who doesn't care and should not be in this class, then he asked me who it was and I said it was him, he turned red and shouted detention in my face, some saliva splattered on my face and I told him to not waste the last bit of food he had." I say nonchalantly.
"Wow.....I'd never expect that from you." He says.
"Uh huh." I say doodling.
"I mean, you were so innocent back in middle school." He says, chuckling at the end.

I look up at him and frown.
"What are you still doing here?" I ask.
"It's detention, and it's not over yet." He says.
"I know that, stupid, but what are you doing in that seat?" I ask.
"Oh, do you want me to move?" He asks, with his eyebrows raised.
"Yes, I don't want you anywhere near me." I say.
"Oh, yeah I wouldn't want to catch any of your diseases." He says, smirking at me.
I can't wait to slap that smirk off his face.
So that's what I did, I literally slapped him.....and the smirk was gone.
"What the hell!" He whisper-shouts.
"What, your smirk was annoying me." I say innocently.
He jumps on my chair and we fall backwards, him on top of me.
"Oh my god, you are such a drama queen, get off me!" I say.
"No." He says, smirking.
"No?" I start, " well then fine, I guess you aren't gonna have a nose then." I say.

I reach up to punch him but he swoops down and kisses me.
I freeze.
Normally, people in this situation freezes for a couple seconds, but I freeze for longer.
Wait, why am I letting him kiss me?
I push him off me and he lands on the floor with a thud.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" I ask him.
"What does it look like?" He asks.
"It looks like me not wanting to kiss you, you prick!" I say.
"But why?" He asks.
I glare at him.
"You has a huge crush on me in middle school......and you were so naive too, that if I showed you the simplest act of kindness, you'd think that I'd like you back." He says.
"Yeah, I was naive, I did have a crush on you, it's all past tense, as in I don't like you anymore...as in I don't even have a sliver of respect for you anymore, as in I hate your guts so much that I won't hesitate to break you, literally." I say.
He stares at me speechlessly while my anger filled eyes watch him.

The bell rings, I get up and walk out of the class leaving a sleeping teacher and my enemy inside.