Chapter 5

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I wake up to the sound of music blaring from my neighbour's window. You are probably wondering what happened after I left the detention room yesterday,
I went to my other classes, both had Ryder in it, but if I didn't go I would have looked like a coward and I am no coward.
So I went and faced my problems and by facing my problems, I really mean ignoring his eyes on the back of my head for both classes.
When it was gym time, I didn't go although I should've just to kick his ass but I was tired.
Where were we? Oh yes, my neighbour who is currently blaring music from his/ her window. I haven't met my neighbour since I moved here, but I guess I'm gonna have to do it now.

I pick up my alarm clock and see that it was 3:09pm.
I groan and get off my bed.
Doesn't this ass know that people are trying to sleep?!
I open my window and see that the neighbour's window was open too, but just a crack.
"Hey!" I yell.
I get no response in return.
"I guess I'm gonna have to do this the hard way." I mutter to myself.
I look down at what I'm wearing, some pyjama pants and a tank top.
Meh, good enough.
I reach over and pull my neighbour's window open, then I sit on the ledge and swing into my neighbour's room.
When I land on the floor, I am greeted by the stares of four boys.
"Who the fuck are you?" One of them asks.
I roll my eyes.
"Who lives here?" I ask, glaring at all of them.
"That would be me, sweetheart." The one who first spoke to me says.
"Wonderful." I nod.
"Could you turn down your music, because use I'm trying to sleep." I say staring at him.
They were all extremely good looking, well the ones I could have seen clearly anyway, there was one boy who I couldn't really see his face because it was being blocked by the other guys.

"No." The guy says.
"Why, I'm trying to sleep and it's kinda hard while my neighbour is playing rock music at early hours in the morning!" I shout.
"Hmmm, feisty I like it." He says smirking.
"God, you guys are a pile of shitheads." I mutter.
"Excuse me!?"A different guy with brown hair and hazel eyes say.
"You heard me." I say.
The first guy had blonde hair and blue eyes.
Hazel begins to smirk.
"If you are having trouble sleeping, maybe I could fix that." He says.
"Ha ha, no." I say.
"Turn down your music." I say.
"No." Blue says.
"Ok then." I say.
I walk around the room until I find the speaker and I turn it off.
"What the fuck!?" The blue eyed guy says glaring at me.
I chuckle.
"Bye, shitheads!" I say, sticking a foot through the window, but I was pulled back into the room by the blue eyed guy.
I land flat on the ground with a thud.

When I get up, I glare at him.
"You should not have done that." I say darkly.
"Well, you shouldn't have turned off my music." He says.
"Listen, I asked nicely and you didn't listen so I had to do it myself." I say.
"For that you aren't going back to your house and you are gonna spend the rest of your time here, till school , with us." He says, smirking.
"Yeah, right." I say, making a move for the window again, but I was pulled back by the same blue eyed guy.
"Ugh, Fine." I say.
I have nothing better to do.
"Could you at least tell me your names?"I ask sitting against the wall, by the window.
I was facing them and the room was all blue with occasional black decorations.
"I'm Sam." Says the blue eyed one.
"I'm Owen." Says Hazel.
"I'm Celeb." Says a brown eyed dude.
For some reason the guy behind Sam and Owen weren't answering.
"Who's the other guy?" I ask.
"That's Zack, I don't know why he's not talking though, he never acts like this." Sam says.
"Oh fucking hell!" I shout, glaring at Zack.
The rest of the boys move away from Zack and looks at us.
"Am I missing something here?" Owen asks.
"You're gonna be missing him." I mutter.

I get off the floor and grab Zack by his throat.
"Didn't I tell you to stay away from me, Ryder?" I ask, venom dipping off every syllable.
"Whoa, chill, put him down." Sam says.
I think about the pros and cons of choking him to death.......I won't have to live with his annoying presence anymore....but then I'll go back to juvie, and that's not fun.
"Fine." I groan, "but just this once."I say glaring at him.
I let him go and he falls to the ground holding his neck.
"So what am I missing?" Owen asks.
"Wait, I wanna guess!" Celeb shouts.
"Go ahead." I say.
"Is he your ex?"
"No."
"Did he prank you?"
"No."
"Steal something?"
"No."
"Brother?"
"How did you get to that?! And no!" I say.
"Ok, I give up." Celeb says.
"He's my enemy." I say.
"Well, yeah we can see that, but how did he come about being your enemy?" Sam asks.
"Well, I-...." I'm cut off by the devil himself.
"I would like to say the story, Quinn." He says, now up from the floor with a devilish smirk on his face.
"Fine, but if you lie about anything, anything at all, you. Are. Dead." I say glaring at him.
He just stares at me with that stupid smirk on his face.
I sit, leaning against a wall and wait for him to start.
"Well, lets see... where do I start?..." he says.
"Stop stalling!"I shout.
"You're funny." He chuckles.
"Ah, got it, so I was in middle school and this pain in my ass, over here." He says pointing to me. "Was put to sit in the middle of me and another boy by the teacher, I was bad but she was a goody too shoes, I slowly changed her and she was cursing and hanging out with us by the next week, then she got moved and was put in the middle of my two friends and I was talking to my friend and she said that how, Quinn, over here had a crush on me, I refused to believe it but then I started noticing things, if I came to talk to her, she'd act all mean and stuff and then a week later, the simplest act act of kindness I showed her, she'd think I'd like her back. So I decided to tell her I don't like her and never will....and we left middle school and went out separate ways, until I heard some rumours that she was moving here from another country cause she did something bad and this was the only school that was accepting her." He says.
"I was walking in the hallways one day when this bitch here decided to invade my personal space, I hated her ever since middle school and still do." He says.

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