Detentions have never been fun. And I should know, I’ve been on plenty of them.
So there I sat alone in a muddy classroom probably soundproof too for some reason (creepy much?). I was staring at a wall because it’s oh so fascinating when the nun Karen came in to check on me. I noticed that her face was red and she obviously looked pissed. She had this grim expression and her face was red, over all it looked like she was about to knock everyone and everything down.
She sat down on the desk and looked at me absently. It wasn’t like she was actually looking at me, just that her gaze was on mine but her thoughts somewhere far away.
“Yo, Karen, why you so mad?” I teased and slightly smiled to tip her off.
She didn’t even blink; instead she actually focused to look at me with a weird expression.
She didn’t answer.
“That time of the month, eh?” I raised one of my eyebrows and grinned.
Still, she said not a single word.
I thought of something more to tease her with, you know, since I want to get kicked out and stuff, but something stopped me.
Her face changed.
She was sad.
“Aw, Karen, please don’t cry.” my voice sarcastic. I sat straight and bent over the desk a bit while twinning my hands together. I glued my best Dr. Phil expression on my face and tried to look like I actually gave a shit.
“You can tell me everything.” I continued and pouted my lips. “Did your boyfriend break up with you?”
She didn’t reply.
“Oh, right. You can’t have a boyfriend, can you?. Because, you’re married to Jesus and all, right?”
She didn’t even look at me by that point.
“Sad because you’re still a virgin, hm?” I faked a sad sigh. “That must suck.”
Karen’s shoulders relaxed and her head turned to look at me. Her eyes were absent and she still didn’t say a word.
“I’m a good listener, you know?” I leaned back at my chair and crossed my arms. “I can go all Dr. Phil and Oprah on you. Seriously, my advices are the bomb.”
“I won’t bother you with my problems.” Karen’s voice strong. She gave me a thin smile and went out of the classroom leaving me smiling like a fool.
She really didn’t like me.
Good.
**
When the clock belled and indicated that the school day was over, I practically ran out of the classroom that reminded me so much of a jail.
No, I have never been in jail…
Yet…
Anyway, when I ran out of the school like a freaking released prisoner I managed to stumble onto someone. I landed on my cute butt and groaned out of pain.
“Watch where you’re going, bro!” I muttered and stood up to face the person.
“Sorry, Kay was it?”
I stopped dead still were I sat.
I didn’t look up.
“Yes..” I dragged the word and felt myself blush.
Well this was awkward. Falling butt first in front of a hot guy?
Kill me now, I thought briefly and brushed away the dust that were suddenly in my tight jeans and white shirt. I stood up and coughed, trying to get the awkward tension in the air that almost suffocated me.
I bit my lip and didn’t look up, I was too embarrassed.
“I never got to tell you my name.” his husky voice mesmerized me, but I snapped out of the trance I had caught myself in.
He was right.
I didn’t know his name.
Actually, I knew nothing about this guy except that his looks were good.
Very good.
“My name’s Tom.”
Well that name doesn’t suit your looks and charm.
“Hi Tom.” I waved a hand in front of his face and grinned.
Enough with the awkwardness, I needed to seduce this guy.
To my bed. (wink wink).
“Hi Kay.” his smile matched the beauty of his eyes and I was blended for a few seconds. “You okay?” he gestured to the awkward fall I managed to take when I stumbled. I nodded and smiled reassuring to him then wiped my hands on my jeans. I didn’t know what to say, I was still embarrassed.
“Good, ‘cause that looked like it hurt.” he patted my back and walked away without even saying a god damn ‘bye’
I was left speechless and shocked.
A freaking pat on my back? Is that all he can do? No one has ever hugged me, patted me, or kissed me then just walk away.
You can’t walk away from this. I’m Kayla Freaking Thomas, a sex Goddess.
What the hell?
I looked back and saw him walk away causally, his hands on his pockets. He didn’t look back, he just walked away.
He just walked away!
I groaned under my breath, annoyance was probably written all over my face. I was mad for some reason.
No one just walks away from me, especially hot guys.
I headed for my room, muttering in silence of what kind of guy he must be.
Probably gay. He better be gay.
He must.
It doesn’t make sense that someone like him walks away from someone like me.
I sighed annoyed and opened my door. I saw Blondie sitting crossed legged at her bed, reading some book. I nodded to her as a hello and went in to the bathroom where I changed my clothes to something more comfy. I came back with my hair as a little ball and my glasses on. I sat next to Blondie/Lyla and looked over her shoulder, curious to what she was reading.
“Barbie Magazine?” I read and punched her shoulder slightly. “Seriously, grow up.”
Lyla crooked embarrassed and hid the magazine away. She didn’t look up at me, but I could see the redness in her face spreading.
She was more embarrassed than I was a few minutes ago. I chuckled under my breath and gave her a hug, surprising even me when I thought about it.
I never gave hugs to anyone.
“It’s okay. We all have our flaws.” I said oh so wisely and saw a smile on her face that warmed my heart. She looked like a poor innocent child with the big warm eyes of hers.
What the hell?
I realized I had a soft spot for Blondie, and that’s a weird feeling.
I usually gave shit about everyone.
I walked away from her and took out some of my homework, but then thought it over.
When did I do homework? I laughed for myself and put the books away, chuckling as I realized I was about to do homework.
Now that’s hilarious.
And that was when a whole group of kids came flying in through the door screaming ‘surprise!’ and I almost shit myself.
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LOL, Bitch Thinks Im Good(On Hold)
Teen Fiction"Haha, I gotta laugh. This bitch actually thinks I'm one of the good guys." Kay, rebellious as she is hot starts at a new school. Can the others handle her language and personality?