18| Verklempt

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Super long chapter by the way...

verklempt | fərˈklemt | adjective overcome with emotion

Detention is tedious, it passes time, but boring as heck. Monday and Tuesday nothing happened in this room, I was alone but, nothing exciting. But today, oh, something amazing happened.

Sitting down in one of the desks, the door opens again, and then Aaron comes trudging in, sitting in the very back. He doesn't even notice me. I sink down into the seat and pull my black hoodie over my head, my hair falling in my face. Seriously? Why does he have to be here?

"Alright you two," I raise my brow at the teacher who is supervising detention. "I want quiet and pencils writing, work on your homework." He sits down, spinning around in the chair. Homework? Oops, already did that.

"What if you don't have homework?" I ask.

"Stare at the wall," I roll my eyes and bring out my notebook, doodling mindlessly. A couple of minutes pass, then I hear some odd sound. Snoring. I look up and discover the teacher asleep on his desk, drooling. Ew.

"What did you do to get here?" I finally ask, turning to him.

"Got into a fight." He answers.

"You really hate people, don't you?"

"People seem to hate me."

"Feel the same way every day, buddy." I continue drawing.

"Please, you have an entire group of friends you hang out with every day." He shakes his head.

"More like, an extrovert adopted me then made me hang with her friends," I answer, shaking my head. "They'll pretend. Then they'll forget."

I turn back around and look at the sleeping teacher, I wanna do something fun... I stop twirling my marker between my fingers and look t it. Oh man, he's going to hate me. Slowly, I get up and quickly rush over, taking the cap off.  "What the heck do you think you're doing?" Aaron asks.

"Having some fun," I whisper, I draw a mustache, some hearts on his face, and then grab my red marker and make him Rudolf the red-nosed reindeer. I can't fight the smile from my face as I admire my work, he kinda looks like an anime girl.

I hear Aaron scoff in the background, rolling my eyes, I continue. Hopefully, I don't get into trouble tomorrow but I could really care less, he's doing the job of watching 'delinquents' and then fell asleep. That's his fault.

"You're gonna get in a lot of trouble when he wakes up,"

"Mind your own business for Irene's sake," I snap my head at him, he holds his hands up and I turn back to the snoozing man. Drawing a couple of more things on his face, I rush back to my seat and try to contain the smile from my face. Then, I lay my head down on my desk and close my eyes. I'm already done with detention.

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I throw a pen across the room and his head snaps up, confused, and I look around innocently, giving off a clueless look. He grumbles something and then gets up, looking at the clock. It's been two hours and thirty minutes and I think he's done with us.

"Alright you two just go home, I'm tired and need to get the kids in bed tonight," And with that, he walks away. I turn to Aaron and raise my brow.

"Any remarks from you?" I ask.

"Nope, I'm going home." He grabs his stuff, I repeat his actions and run out of the classroom, first changing in the bathroom, then rushing to get to Ophelia.

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