Truth of Falling

07 | Detention

I wipe my face off with the cold water running out of the sink. I take one more long look in the mirror taking a deep breath then head to my fourth-period class.

I can't believe I blew up at Carter. I didn't mean to I'm just anxious right now. I leave the bathroom quickly trying not to be late for my next class. I make a quick stop at my locker to grab my math book and a new pencil and head to my algebra class.

While I'm walking down the hallway away from my locker, I see a few girls whispering in a huddle outside my classroom. Why do girls always stand outside classrooms and talk or why do kids in this school in general, attempt to purposely block entrances? Don't they all have a class to go to?

When I started approaching them it was like they could hear what I was thinking about because their heads turn towards me as I walk by them and I can only catch a few things they said as I walked by.

"What does carter see in her?!" the tall blonde says in a high pitch voice which I'm guessing the leader of that clan or whatever this is. "He missed my party to hang out with this freak according to Asher!"

I never even seen her before but if I recall the one hosting the party was name Cassidy so this must be her. As I walk into the classroom I bite my tongue from keeping me from snapping at her but she should know I didn't ask carter to be my friend. Is that what he is? A friend? I don't know but she should know I didn't even want friends let alone her presents.

The short redhead speaks up.

"Carter totally ruined his reputation. He used to actually be fun playing football and going to parties and ever since she moved here now all he does is hang around her and don't even get me started on Josh and Asher!" I roll my eyes. I don't have time for gossip I've been at this school for almost three weeks and I'm not going to start listening to it now. I just need to talk to Carter later about everything, he probably has plenty of questions himself. 

I pretend that I didn't hear them and I take a sit down at the desk right in front of the classroom. I stare at the board in front of the classroom that has problems written all over it. I look at the problems confusingly. I've always been bad at math because it's just boring or because the alphabet got involved. Like why did we have to add a letter?

I open my math book and look at the lesson.

I try to pay attention to the work but I just keep thinking about what am I even gonna tell Carter or how am I going to apologize? Do I even have to apologize? I already guess that he wants to know what Owen meant by what he said but the thing is if Carter finds out about my past...It is over.

Maybe Owen is talking about something else, to begin with! but if he isn't I can't let Carter find out.

I lay my head down in frustration against my math book.

Why do I care about Carter's opinion in the first place! I didn't want to be friends with him to begin with so why should it matter, this is an easy way to get rid of him but as much as I didn't want friends deep down I know I need them.

Mrs. Smith begins to talk and I try to pay attention to what the teacher is trying to explain but my eyes are having a hard time staying open.

My head is still laying on my math book and I feel sleep takeover

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I can't think straight. I'm looking out the window trying to focus but everything is just blurry. Why are we driving so fast? Where am I? I need water. I try to sit up but my body isn't letting me.

"Slow down" I say quietly. no response.

"SLOW DOWN!"

* * *

"Millie Cooper we do not yell in my classroom and interrupt!"

I instantly open my eyes. My hands are gripping the sides of the desk turning my knuckles white.  I fell asleep but that didn't feel like a dream. I look around and everyone is staring at me with a weird look. I take my attention off them and I look upfront and noticed the teacher staring at me too but with a stern look.

"Ms. Cooper that's detention for yelling during instructions!" Detention!? I didn't even realize I yelled.

Everyone begins to silently snicker and they start to take their attention off me and back towards the teacher.

What just happened?

I'm trying to comprehend what just happened. How long was I asleep for? Detention?! I never have gotten detention before!

Why does this day keep on getting worse?

* * *

I can't believe I got detention! Everyone heard me yell!  I never even had detention before! I've only seen what detention looks like from movies and they usually have strict teachers and unimaginable punishments.

After I interrupted my fourth-period class my teacher handed me a yellow slip that said detention with a room number

I look down at my rose gold apple watch.

It looks like it's time for me to start walking to the detention class. I'm really hoping it's not as bad as it seems.

I enter the classroom and pause suddenly when I realize that Owen Davis sitting in the back of the class.

Seriously. He's in detention too. Great my first detention and I have to spend it with him.

I bring my attention to the front of the classroom and see a male figure at the desk with gray hair and a beard reading a book which I'm guessing is the detention teacher.

He doesn't look like he wants to be here.

I slowly walk by his desk and take a seat up front away from Owen.

When I sit down the teacher looks up and puts his attention on me

"So you must be Millie and you're in here for?" He closes his book he was currently  reading and puts it aside

"I accidentally interrupted the classroom when I shouldn't have." I whisper quietly.

I hear quiet snickers from the back of the class.
I turn around and shoot a glare at Owen then turned back around.

"Well, welcome to detention where I hope you learn your lesson I am Mr. Williams." He says in such a whatever tone.

He picks up his book and starts walking towards the door

"I need to do a few things so I hope I can trust you hooligans to stay here till I get back." Mr. Williams leaves the room leaving me and Owen alone.

Wow, this is not what I expected detention to see like. The complete opposite.

I begin to pick at my fingernails trying to put my focus on something before I hear someone speak up.

"Hey Millie." I ignore him.

"Millie." he says again  not even a minute later

"Millieeeee." He says in the whiniest voice. Getting tired of his voice I turn around to face him

"Can you just tell me how you know me!" I say before he can get a chance to speak up. I  try to say quietly without someone hearing me. I don't know who would  hear me though everyone is probably gone by now

Owen takes in what I say and he just stares at me which feels like minutes before he decides to speak up.

"I knew Lucas too." My heart begins to speed up by the mention of that name.

Lucas.