𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘆𝗼𝘂 ! // 𝘇.𝗵 ✔️

𝗦𝗶𝘅

georgia

"i just don't understand how you both got detention on the first day!"

ellie shook her head, zach giggled and i rolled my eyes.

"how long do you have to stay for?"

"i'm not sure, why?"

"because i have to help the prom committee, and the boys have practice for two hours so we'll bring you home if you want?"

"yeah sure, that'd be great thanks."

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"so you'll both be in here for two hours with the door locked and no phones."

zach raised his hand.

"but what if we need to piss?"

the teacher shook her head and shut the door.

"see you in two hours!"

the door slammed and i sighed, slumping in my seat.

zach turned to me and smiled mischievously.

"do you know what we should do?"

"i don't even wanna know."

"we should play would you rather, but you have to do what you would rather do."

i groaned.

"what are you, twelve?"

"no but i do have something that's twelve inches if you wanna see it."

he grinned and i rolled my eyes, slapping him on the arm.

"fine! you go first."

"okay, would you rather, draw a penis on the chalkboard, or a pair of boobs?"

i gave him a glare.

"you're so immature."

i stood out of my seat and walked over to the chalkboard, grabbing the chalk.

"ooh the suspense is killing me."

i smiled and started drawing.

"i honestly thought you were gonna draw the boobs."

he raised his eyebrows as he inspected my penis drawing.

"but i am very impressed by your art skills."

"why thank you mr herron."

"okay your turn."

i thought for a moment.

"would you rather...."

i looked around the classroom, thinking of what i could do. i smiled wickedly when i came up with an idea.

"tell me if you're still a virgin,"

the color in his face dropped and i had to stifle a laugh.

"or lift up your shirt and dance for the people outside."

there was hundreds of kids outside either waiting for the bus, or wasiting for their mums to pick them up. and i mean hundreds.

zach looked at me and sighed. he flipped me off and walked over to the window.

"you're a bitch, georgia harte."

"i know."

i smiled and he shook his head, lifting up his shirt. a few students heads had turned and they started to laugh, taking out their phones and telling their friends.

zach started to 'dance'. he wiggled his hips and ran his hands down his chest. he put his shirt down and waved at everyone walking back to his seat.

"and that's how it's done."

"wow herron, i'm impressed by your dancing skills. you'd be a good stripper."

"and my name would be jenna big jugs."

i laughed and he smiled at me.

"okay, would you rather be my girlfriend or make out with me for 3 minutes?"

"fuck off herron."