Dylan's View
I stare at my phone as I try to remember why I called Charlie a lot of times, and text her this shit. I look at the messages again, and I started to get annoyed to myself for it.
Dylan: Yo, hot stuff, I'm outside your house right now. If you don't wake up and look up on your window, I'm climbing into your room and do bad things to you when you're asleep.
I cringe at myself, really getting disgusted as I read my own text. But still, hasn't recall anything from the night I came to her house drunk-high. I run my hand to my face, still looking at the text, when Alec come to me.
"Dude, you look constipated, what's up with the face?"
I look up to him as he dry himself from sweating after running around the court. I point to my phone, and started to talk about it.
"Did you know what I did last Friday?"
"You don't remember? You ditch us so you can go to Charlie's house."
I frown and he nod, taking a look of my phone. He took it from me, scroll it and chuckle eventually.
"Damn, that's pretty forward don't you think?"
"I don't know dude, I don't even remember what I did that night. I don't even remember sending her message or calling her."
"That's what you get for being drunk and high at the same time."
He laughs and give me back my phone. He put down his towel beside me, and tuck his jersey inside his pants and grab the ball behind him.
"Ask her. She probably know what happened."
He run across dribbling the ball, while I am still ignorant of what happened that night. I look down to my phone, and read the message again. I shake my head and I throw my phone inside my bag, and run to the basketball court.
***
It's the 4th period, and that means biology. I waited no time and I slam my locker door close, rushing to my biology class excited. Well, the fact that I get to see Charlie makes me hype up, so sue me.
Once I get inside, I initially look for Charlie, and there she is sitting at her table. I smile when she met my eyes, but she quickly look away from me which made me frown.
Did she just ignore me? Nah, no way.
I let go of my thoughts and happily sit to the table beside her, dropping down my bag still looking at her. I take a closer look of her, and she look extra red today, also she move awkwardly and she sweats a lot. I knitted my eyebrows when I thought she's acting unusual.
Is she sick?
Possible, she look literally hot, and her eyes looks tired too. I can't help but worry.
She turn her head on me, then our eyes meet. I smiled but once again she look away and started rumbling with her stuff over her table.
Is she alright?
I was about to reach for her forehead to check is she's hot, but Mrs. Patterson already arrived making me back away.
"Alright class, sit your asses down. Behave or end up in detention."
I roll my eyes, opening my bag to put out my things after. She starts calling our names for attendance and I was out of my mind, and giving no shit about what Mrs. Patterson is blabbering about because I can't help but to stare at Charlie. She's making me feel worried for some reason, becabou oddly, she wouldn't even look at me.
Did I do something to her?
I lean on my hand, trying to remember that night. But it is pointless, since I can't recall a thing.
If I did, she totally have a reason to not look at me, but what is it?
"Dylan Castle."
Your making me worried, please look at me, cupcake.
"Mr. Dylan Castle?"
Why are you being like this?
"MR. DYLAN CASTLE!"
Mrs. Patterson yelled my name and that startled me. She look at me pissed, and I cluelessly stare at her. The room went silent, and everybody turn their heads on me.
"Are you even listening to me?"
I slowly shake my head as an answer and she face palm herself, letting out a deep sigh of disappointment later on. She put down her attendance sheet, and cross her arms.
"Alright, since you wouldn't listen, I'm gonna assign you to do a project which is connected to our next topic as a punishment. But I need to know if your really going do it, I'm gonna have someone to pair up with you."
"Pair with me?"
"Yes, and your gonna present it two weeks from now and it need to be perfect, or else, you'll receive an F for a grade. I guess you don't want that since you are varsity player of the school right?"
Oh great, you just fucked up Castle.
I guess I don't have other choice but to accept it. I stand up, and I nod in agreement.
"Fine, I'll do it."
"Good, you'll be paired with Ms. Hale, and that's final."
Everybody went extra silent, and look at Charlie's direction. I look at her, and she's in shock.
"Me?"
"Yes, I believe you can teach him a leason and please, don't be good to him. Make sure he'll do his part."
"But-"
"Would you like to receive an F, Ms. Hale?"
She didn't reply, but she purse her lips, seeming a little nervous. But she simply just nod, and accepted Mrs. Patterson's order. On the other hand, I can't help but to get excited. I sit down, and I look at her. She turn to look at me, and I place a smirk in my face.
This is the greatest punishment ever.
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