Chap. 1
Ugh! I hate mornings. I grouched as I got ready for school. While putting my navy blue sweater I saw the time on my alarm clock.
7:10 am
Crap! I thought, rushing out of the house.
Well, so much for the bus seeing as I missed it. Angrily, I grabbed my old rusty pink bicycle and climbed on it. Putting as much of strength on my legs to gain speed as I neared to my high school, Reeve.
Arriving in front of my school, I threw my bike behind a tree. Fixing my messy wavy brown hair as I walked towards the school. Just as I opened the door an old man shouted in my direction, "Your late!"
What, the?
"Miss! Yeah, you in the blue sweater!" Huffed the bald man walking towards me.
"Uh...I...uhm..." I stuttered as I was still in shock as to who was this man was? Must importantly who was he! To question me?
"I don't want to hear your excuses, miss. What's your name?" He glared at me impatiently as I finally gathered my thoughts together.
" My name is Catherine Chanel and I..."
" What grade are you in?"
" I am in 12th grade and..."
" What class are you suppose to be in?"
" In History, but..."
" Teenagers, they think they are so much better that they don't have to follow the rules." He murmured to himself as he wrote on his note pad.
"Mister look I was..."
"It's Mr. Zeta to you Miss Chanel," Mr. Zeta snapped at me. As he tore a paper in his note pad and passed it to me. Then started walking away.
What, the heck?
Then I looked at the paper.
DETENTION. Room 235 at 2:30 pm, Monday.
Crap. I knew there was a reason why I hated Mondays so much. Shoving the paper in my pocket, I headed towards my class. Seeing as I got detention there wasn't much of a reason to rush to class.
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