habituated with a kiss

CHAPTER 7: THE STUPID SCOFFLAW

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by RizZ'

CHAPTER 7: THE STUPID SCOFFLAW

How long have I been awake? Is it morning already? What happened last night? God, my head hurts. I feel so woozy I can’t think properly. Okay, I’m never drinking again…ever.

For a moment I just lie still. My head is pounding in a rhythmic pain. I’m dry-throated and aching all over. I’m trying to remember last night as hard as I can. Then, images of last night came flashing in my brain in random order.

I remember it all. Me and Darin are hanging in some kind of a club, he dancing and I’m left alone seating and wandering around until some guys talked to me and taunt me into drinking. Then I passed out.

Yeah. So, where am I exactly? I don’t recognize this place. I stood up and woggle as I walk near the door. My head still hurts. This is my first time drinking so I guess it’s what they called hang over.

 I tried to open the door but it’s locked. I don’t feel like fighting and breaking this door open.

I sat beside the wall resting my back on its flat surface. Then the door opened. A person came in so I opened my eyes slowly. The person is a boy.

My eyes adjusted a little and I can see the guy who kissed me. The one who stole my first kiss. My eyes are in shock. It’s wide open.

“Good. You’re awake. You are trouble you know.”

“What?” I say confused.

“Last night I’ve seen you in a club. Guys we’re dragging you out, so I saved you from being harassed. Save the thanks later I need you to sign this for me.”

He saved my life. Wow, I think he’s nice. Stupidly and unconsciously I reached for the paper and signed it. I scanned it a little; I think it was just some kind of payment for him having the trouble of saving me.

He smiled.

“So, you would begin tomorrow.“ He said. Well, I don’t understand what he’s talking about. Can’t he see that I’m experiencing the first hangover?

He seemed to notice my confusion so he explained…

“WHAT??” I say loudly. I can’t believe it. STUPID. I should have read the paper first.

He laughed.

“What if I say NO?”

“Then, I would tell the principal where you were last night.” He reaches for his pocket and pulled out wallet size pictures. Its photos of me drinking into the club.

“Where did you get that?”

“I took it. I’ve seen you last night in the club you know.”

“You were in there too. So, I think we’re fair.” Giving an evil smile.

“No. You clearly have no evidence at all while I do.” He smiled the smile that girls would die for. He gave me the pictures and I think I’m goanna destroy it for good. But he stopped me. “You can destroy that, but I have copies.”

“You have no choice but to follow me and my orders or else you will be expelled if the principal get a hold of this picture.” He said again showing me the pictures in a mocking way. “From now on, you will be my SLAVE, little girl.” Then, he left.

I HATE HIM!!!!!