Finding Your Voice

Chapter 15 - The Enemy of my Enemy is my Friend

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Chapter 15

Leon's POV

I twirled my thumbs lazily. God I was bored. No wonder everybody wanted to avoid having detentions, they were so dull!!

Just then my phone vibrated and, going against the teachers rules of no phones allowed, I slid it out of my pocket. It was from Lana, asking if Pete could take her home. I forgot I was meant to be walking home with her! Oops! Thankfully Pete offered, so I sent back a text to confirm that I didn't mind.

She replied almost instantly saying how only I could get detention on the second day back, and it was true. There was maybe 2 other people in here, who by the looks of them, got caught for doing something inappropriate on school grounds.

Slumping over the desk, my mind trying to think of something to ease the boredom, Derek suggested something really useful.

'Leon, why don't you just start planning your revenge on Jenna.'

'You, my conscience, are a genius!'

'I know!'

What a modest bloke! Not...

Without another thought, I whipped out my notebook and quickly started jotting down ideas.

1) Booby-trap her locker.

That was easy to do, I had done it so many times before.

2) Put hair dye in her shampoo.

That one was a bit harder, but I would find a way around it.

3) Swap her normally tight, revealing (slutty) clothes for baggy, unattractive guys clothes.

Also do-able.

4) Put something horrible in either a) her lunch or b) her make-up purse.

That was the hardest one so far, but I think I could manage it.

My list was complete. I thought that was enough to cause Jenna humiliation for at least tomorrow.

I looked to the front of the classroom where the teacher should have been sat but wasn't. Then I glanced around the detention room to see who was actually in the room. There was the most popular guy in school, Max, and a blonde cheerleader I didn't recognise. Wait, I thought Max was Jenna's boyfriend. Oh that player!

'Dude, he is in here for the same reason as you, for fighting, remember? That was today, and he got a weeks detention too!'

'Oh, thanks Derek!'

'No problemo!'

Well, that crossed him off the 'who I can ask for help' list for my revenge schemes. So that just left blondie in the corner.

Since there was no teacher in here, I stood up, my chair scraping noisily in the defeaning silence, making me cringe, and I headed towards the back where she was sat. I collapsed into the chair next to her, and whispered:

"Do you know Jenna?"

"Yes," she replied sourly. I got the feeling she didn't like her. Well that makes two of us, eh!

"You don't like her?" I asked, even though I knew the answer.

"No. That bitch stole my boyfriend."

Ouch, now that was NOT nice. I didn't expect that, even of Jenna. However, it did help my conquest.

"So you want to get back at her right?" I asked eagerly.

"Duh!" she replied sarcastically.

"Well, I want revenge too, so should we team up. I mean, I have ideas, but I will need your help?"

She thought for a moment, probably weighing out the pro's and cons.

"Sure. What do you want me to do?"

I breathed in relief that she would help me, and went on to explain my cunning plan to her. She seemed impressed and agreed. We would meet first thing tomorrow morning by the girls changing room so I could hand over the stuff, so she could ruin her day.

I loved evil plans.

Especially when they helped more than one person at once!!

Lana's POV

We broke away from the kiss, and looked into each other's eyes. We stayed like that for a few moments before the smile I had been holding back for a while finally burst through, and we turned to face the lake and watch the sunset, our hands linked, my head on his shoulder.

After what seemed like forever of standing by the lake in silence, Pete offered to take me home, and I nodded my head reluctantly, not wanting to face my parents.

We walked, well I limped with crutches, back to his car and he opened the door and helped me in, like the gentleman we was. He then walked round to the other side, got in and started the car up.

It was a comfortable silence hanging over us on the way home, with the radio softly humming I'm Yours by Jason Mraz.

We finally reached my house, and Pete pulled up on the curb outside. I went to open the door, but Pete's arm shot out and blocked my way. I slowly turned to face him, to find he was a lot closer that I thought.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" he whispered, the drama in the air reaching new tension levels.

I nodded, smiling shyly, and he moved his arm so I could open the Smart car door.

I got out carefully, picked up my crutches and regained balance. I tapped on the window to signal to Pete to unwind it. He did so and I waved once before whispereing almost inaudibly:

"I would love to be your girlfriend."

Then I turned and hopped away, leaving a stunned Pete behind me.

But as my thoughts left Petr in the car, they went back to Leon, and what on earth he was going to do tomorrow for revenge.

Eek!!!

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