Sweet temptation

Chapter 5 ~Secret untold~

Chapter 5 ~Secret untold ~

I thought the 2 hours would be the death of me, but the glances and secret discrete smiles Ashton is giving me, makes me uncontrollably blush. And I don't mind the sentence as much. He got 2 weeks detention like I did, for punching those fuckers right were they needed.  

Although he did spark my interest, there was something mysterious about him. He doesn't seem like the type of person to ditch the popular crowd to hang with me in detention. It seemed unusual.

I swiftly placed my gaze on him, then the crumpled piece of paper that lay on the desk in which he was scribbling something on, his lips arch then he tries to inconspicuously pass it to me. Trying not to get the attention of the old, stroppy and lonely teacher Ms Perks. She tells everyone that she's only in her late 30's or so, but the tinge of grey in her constantly dyed chestnut hair says other wise. The woman has to be in her late 50's or early 60's, bags and wrinkles lay on her cream coloured face. And her glasses rest on her arched nose, in which she uses to look down at us with. The woman has been divorced 3 times, but I lack sympathy for her, because she takes all her problems out on the students! Piling up the homework for absolutely no reason but because she's miserable, and she finds pleasure in watching us suffer. 

Ashton locks his beautiful emerald green eyes with mine, but for only a short moment before he fixates his innocent stare to Ms Perks who doesn't look impressed. As usual. But all he had to do was smile and the woman blushed. Gross. But any male who paid her attention made her blush, still gross. Ashton ran his fingers along his messy chocolate brown hair, looking relieved that she brushed it passed her. 

I roll my eyes jokingly and start to uncripple the note.

"Wanna get coffee after? :)" 

I couldn't help but chuckle at his question. 

Grinning, I grab a pen and quickly write an answer before folding it and placing it on his desk.

He darts to the paper and unfolds it.

"I don't drink coffee.." said my reply on the note.

Ashton scrunches his face whilst glancing at me, he shakes his head, then he wrote something on it then handed it back.

"How about we get something to eat then? :) "

Food sounded amazing right now, since I had forgotten to grab lunch, I could feel my stomach eating itself, and it wasn't pleasant. neither was the loud moaning sounds coming from it..

I gave him a small grin and nodded to his request.

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 In detention there was to be no talking, but I had a million things to say. But I just sat at my desk, grasping my pen between my fingers. Bouncing it up and down on my paper, which I was supposed to be writing down "what I did wrong." And "How to be a better person" bull shit that they make us do. But no one ever does it!

 So I just sat there in silence and blankly stared at the forever beating clock, telling me that I have 2 whole minutes before I'm free for the rest of the day, until I repeat the cycle tomorrow. And the next two weeks until the sentence is complete.   

 The constant "tick-tock" echo's in my ears.

 Until finally!

 5:00pm!

I jumped from my seat and left as quickly as my legs could possibly move, I wasn't staying long enough for anyone to try and stop me.

 I escaped the imprisonment of detention and paced down the abandoned hallway.