Dont judge people by their looks!

Chapter 8

Pic of Alisha

Alisha:

I sat in class, Dereks class. He was busy going on about the Physical Combustion of something but all it was doing was making me tired or atleast thats what I thought durig the lesson. Thats why I know sat infront of him, two desks away tapping away with my pencil as I waited for the clock to hit 4:30, yup little old me got detention with her boyfriends brother.

"So Tr..."

"Sh no talking."

"You ju..."

"No talking"

Huffing I turned around and kicked my legs up onto the desk, my arms across my chest as I counted the number of cracks on the cealing and and the number of times Daniel had dropped his pencil on the table whilst he hummed the theme tune to Eastenders.
4:20
4:23
4:24
4:25
4:27
4:29

4:30

"Yesssssss" I laughed as I kicked my desk away and grabbed my bag from the floor, leaving the classroom as I waited for Derek to move his old lazy ass seemig as I was dying to go home.

"Alisha"

"Yes Mr..."

"Its Derek"

"Okay Derek whats up?"

"Please put your desk back"

"Okay" I muttered as I pushed it back and watched Daniel leave the room phone in hand as he giggled along to something Andrew most likely said.

It had been 30 minutes and Derek and I had recently got home, to an empty home. The lights were off and the doors locked yet Derek never seemed to be able to get this gut renching feeling off his back as he walked in, clutching onto my arm as he tucked me behind his back.

What shocked me wasnt the fact of Derek protective stance over me or the constint chime of a door bell that came from next door but the stste of the house. Every room encluding the kitchen had been trashed, furniuter flipped over and glasses smashed even what looked like wet paint dripped from the recently painted fraffiti that decorated our livingroom wall.

10:30pm that was the time we had finished cleaning up, Dean and Aaron had turned up less than 30 minutes after us and helped clean up. Now we sat cudled up together on the sofa whilst we listened to Eastenders play in the background, no one actually paying atenttion to the TV instead we all sat looking over at eacher waiting for the first one to break the silence.

'Knock
Knock
Knock
Bang'

The sudden knocking caused us all to jump as I quickly ran over to the door, swinging it open to reveal a cold and dreanched Daniel.

"Ugh Hi?"

"Alisha?!"

"Yeah?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Um I live here?"

"Ow sorry I must have the wrong house"

"No, you probally dont. Who you looking for?"

"Um... Someone named Reaper?"

'Wtf how does he know Deans name.he cant be a customer?!'

"Yeah, hes here"

"Really?"

"Well yeah. What you want him for?"

"Um can I talk to him?"