Sassy pants and Mr Tattoo

Chapter 1

I quickly walked down the hall in a rush. I can't be late to drama again. It'll be my 5th time and I'll end up in detention.

The hall was fairly empty. Everyone was already in their class, if not they were killing time nearby their classes, or it were couples sucking each other's faces for the couple of seconds they had left.

I was panicking, because we were in a performing arts school, when we had a minute left music would play. A song by Shinee came on I didn't think about it to often considering I was going to be late.

But that isn't fair. I come from my 3D art class which is on the other side of the school.

Lost in my thoughts with my legs running to the familiar place I didn't realize I ran into someone.

I ended up falling and papers began flying out of my bag along with my paint pallet. The glaze spilled all over them

I looked at them "great it was my script"

I grabbed a few tissues from my bag trying to scrape the glaze off. Maybe if I do this fast enough I'll make it? With that final thought my stomach dropped. The basic school bell had rung. I dropped the papers along with the now colorful tissue

"Fantastic" i sighed. I heard a small chuckle I looked up at the person. He looked unfamiliar, regardless I glared at him

"What are you laughing at?" I'm fairly nice but I do have to say I have an attitude.

"Hey don't get snippy with me baby, you ran into me." My mouth hung open. No ones talked to me like that before. At this point I began to observe him more.

The first thing I noticed was his pink hair, it was a blonde pink, and it didn't actually look bad. He has his ears pierced and a couple of tattoos on his forearms. He wore a light blue button up shirt where his sleeves go up to his elbows. No telling if he has anymore tattoos but I wouldn't doubt it. He wore tan skinny jeans and a pair of tan boat shoes.

"Are you gonna pick up your stuff or are you gonna fall in love with me?" He asked, heat rushed to my cheeks.

"Excuse you? In your dreams" I scoffed, I began folding up the papers, there's no use in trying to save them now.

"No thanks to you now my script is all out of order and this is my 5th tardy so I'll be in detention. Gomawo. Or should I be more formal ?" I said with the amount of sas I intended to have. He raised a brow at me

"You're funny, you seem to forgotten who ran into who, even though I clearly stated that two minutes ago." He said,
I rolled my eyes

"Yeah whatever" I got up and brushed off the dust from my jeans.

"Now if you'll excuse me I have to get to my class praying I'm not kicked off the play" at that point I was being a little dramatic. They wouldn't kick the lead off the play, just wanted to see if he would feel bad. He didn't.

I walked past him bumping into him on purpose.

"Oh in case you didn't know you bumped into me again." He called out. I rolled my eyes again and continued to walk into the direction of the auditorium.

Being five minutes after the bell did indeed land me a spot in detention, and the fact that I ruined my script didn't help. The school was very serious with our creative skills here. Only the best of the best could be here.

My majors were acting, art, and singing. I could dance but it wasn't something I majored in. Although all these skill would get me into my dream college. Which of course was also a performing arts community. It was my senior year so I was close to it.