Accidentally Delinquent

Chapter 13

After a few hours of crying in that empty dorm, the guard outside finally double checked and made sure that I wasn't supposed to be in the fourth floor, sheepishly letting me out of the room before I kicked his balls and called him a few curse words.

"I'm sorry okay?" he yells apologetically, "I was just trying to do my job."

"WELL SCREW YOU AND YOUR JOB!" I yell ten times louder, making him flinch as I ran out of the floor as quick as I could.

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What Luke did really made me angry because he brought memories and flashbacks of the moment my brother died.

I got inside my dorm, making sure to slam the door so hard that the vase fell off of the table and onto the carpeted floor.

"Woah, what the hell?" Mitchel asks me angrily, but the anger fades away in an instant when he sees my red swollen eyes and clenched fists.

He quickly runs over to me and examines my face "What? Were you crying?"

"Hey Mitchel the popcorn-" Hannah's voice rang through my ears.

"Holy-"

"I really want to rest. So if you'll excuse me."

Pushing them away, I lock myself in my room and pull out the pills I havn't felt the need the drink since five months ago.

I drank two sleeping pills and closed my eyes while laying down. Desperately wanting the pills to take effect. 

Knock Knock Knock

"Belle? Come out." Mitchel reassuringly urges and I stubbornly shake my head.

"No."

Knock Knock Knock

"I said I'm not coming out Mitchel!" I slightly yell and the voice changes

"Belle it's Grayson. Please, open the door."

"For the tenth time, leave me alone!"

He sighs and footsteps inch further and further away from the door and I relax on my bed, knowing they won't disturb me any-

BANG BANG BANG

"I swear to God, I will break this door down if you don't come out right fucking now!" a very pissed off, scary Hannah yells so loud from outside my door.

I groan loudly in frustration as I angrily jump off my bed and face all three of them

"Can you leave me alone?" I whisper softly, my voice cracking because I didn't have the energy to feel mad, or feel anything right now.

I only realized a tear fell off my face when Grayson inched closer to me and whiped it off my cheek, hugging me tightly.

I felt safe in Grayson's arms.

He made me feel protected.

He mouths something to Mitchel and Hannah and takes me to my room, laying me down and sitting beside me, stroking my hair to make me fall into a deeper sleep.

"Thankyou Grayson."

"Sleep Belle."

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Next morning, I woke up, choosing to be happy and avoid Luke at all costs for the sake of me not having a mental breakdown

My first class was Physical Education, otherwise known as gym.

Ugh.

I swear gym is the worst subject on earth.

I have gym with Luke, Hannah, and Mitchel.

I was a little disappointed that I barely had classes with Grayson and I shared all my classes with Luke.

It's not like I like Grayson or anything, he just reminds me of John. Creepy, I know

I exited the girls locker room and headed to the gym, wearing a white Tshirt and black sweatpants.

Once I entered the gymnasium, each and every single female was wearing a red tube top and booty shorts.

"Girls have uniform for gym?" I ask Mitchel, but he shakes his head no.

"Then why are they wearing the same thing?"

"Sluts that's why." Hannah interjected loud enough for them to hear and they all gave her a death glare.

"Why did you have to do that?" Mitchel asks her, and she shrugs "They were looking at you like you were a piece of candy they want to suck on."

"You're pretty hot when you're jealous." He trails off, smirking and she winks at him.

I cringe. Internally. Externally.

"Okay, I think I would've lived my life just fine if I didn't see that." I state, and they both laugh in my direction.

"Listen up folks!" an authorative voice which I could only assume is the coach yells across the gym and grabs everyone's attention within seconds. Something not alot of teachers can do here since delinquents arn't afraid of them.

But they seemed to be afraid of the coach, that even Hannah stiffened for a second.

"You guys slacked off during the summer, and in my class NO ONE can be weak."

As he was speaking, Luke walked in.

I was supposed to be mad at him, but looking at him right now with his wet, messy hair, black shirt and grey sweats he just looked so...

So..

Dare I say it, hot.

I mentally slap myself as I recall what he did to me yesterday and all of my previous thoughts disappeared and only anger was left.

"You're late Wanning!" The coache's loud voice booms yet again but unlike everyone else, Luke seemed unbothered with the coach.

"Could you shut up? Seriously it's six in the goddamn morning." he calmly tells the coach, and he gets furious.

"Wanning!"

"What the fuck do you want?" he yells, obviously having a bad morning.

When Luke yelled at the coach, the coach literally flinched and backed away.

"Just, don't be late next time."

"Whatever."

"Where was I?" he regains composure and points his finger to me.

"Um? Yes?" I state, feeling everyone's eyes on me, including Luke's perfect green ones.

Wait what?

You're mad at him remember? God, keep it together Isabella!

"Your arms are weak and flimsy and you're pretty skinny." he chuckles rudely.

Okay great, he was a rude ass too. I am not in the mood for anyone's bullshit. Especially because Luke's presence was already annoying the living shit out of me.

"You look so wimpy. Get out of my class."

This triggers me, because I needed my gym grade for my college acceptance and I was not going to let him destroy that.

"No."

Everyone gasped dramatically and I roll my eyes, giving Luke a one second glance and I see him smiling in amusement.

"Excuse me?!" He yells.

"Dude you're like sixty. If you're going to talk to anyone about being unhealthy. Look in the mirror. You don't exactly look so physically fit either."

I could practically see the anger in his eyes as he yells.

"LUKE WANNING AND BELLE TANNER DETENTION AFTER CLASS!"

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