I've always been that good, little girl in school. The 'nerd' . Bullied. Be-friended. Replaced. I thought that was bad, but I never really knew what this terrible life would bring me until now. I was always told as a child "life is a gift, take it for granted." I actually believed it was a gift and tryed so hard to take it for what it was apparently worth, but I must have been a stupid nerd because life's not a gift, its a trap. It pulls you in and you can't do anything but wait for something good to happen. Which is pointless because nothing good will ever happen... WARNING: This story includes triggering and emotional scenes.


10. Detention


It finally became dinner, and I had a detention to go to. I wonder what the detentions are like here? I bet there strict. Back in England you had to sit in a class room with the teacher, either doing work or just doing nothing. Plain boring, I expect these are the same.

I came to the room that read 'detention' and knocked on. No one answered so I opened it to find what looked more like a chill out zone then detention. People were sat on desks, smoking cigarettes, phones out and yet no teacher? What kind of school was this? Oh well, there was nothing to complain about. I went to sit down at the far back, being far away from the musty smell of the cigarettes as possible. I took out my iPod popped in my earphones and clicked the play button letting the music flow through my body.

It wasn't long before I was interrupted by the horrible of smoke from a cigarette. I looked up to see a boy with green hair! I had to admit he did suit it. He also had a nose piercing. He sat on the desk were I was and was looking down at me with his cigarette in his hand. I took out my earphones.


"Yes?,"  I said raising my eyebrows. He gave a little smile, an evil smile. Of one I couldn't trust, oh no this was going to bad. 

He leaned forward "What's your name?," obviously flirting with me. He took a breath from his cigarette. I leaned back. 

"Why is it any of your business?," I said said leaning to the side a bit. 

He looked at what seemed to be his friends then at me again, "Well, I know everybody. And well why shouldn't I know the name of the pretty girl sat in front of me." He knew everybody did he? Ugh, I hate these people, I knew he was messing. Showing off in front of his friends. I had enough and I had only been in here for 10 minutes. I grabbed my bag and got up.

"Oh you know everybody do yah?," I said quickly so I could get a quick escape. I sped walked towards the door, dodging around his friends just in case they caught me. Who knew what these guys would do to me? They were in the detention room for a reason and I had a feeling it was a bad one. I reached the door and opened it finally making my way out of that place. The smoke must have caught me, because I was coughing for at least minute. People were probably staring at me for coughing so much, but I didn't care I out of that place and away from them.


So far the days been rough, hopefully my last lesson was good. It was art, my favourite. There was still at least half an hour left of the day. So I found an isolated spot next to some lockers, sat down and got out a small drawing pad I happened to find in my bag. I put my earphones in, pressing play. Took out a pencil and started to draw. Without music it makes my imagination go low and sloppy in a place like this but with music I just want to draw so much my brain can't take it. 

As I was drawing a few people passed by, I heard some 'wows' or 'look at that's' that was nice, I guess. I gave another look at my drawing, seemed like I was finished. It wasn't one of my best drawings, but it was al-right.

It was a boy, an 'emo' boy you could say. He was a guardian angel and he was the boy of my dreams. He was from my world, the place I go when music hits my ears. The boy was gorgeous and amazing and... fake he was made up. It hurt so much, of how much I wished  this boy to be real-

The bell went, ugh better go back to the real world. I got up, put everything in my bag and went to art. Surprisingly, I wasn't late which was good. I didn't want to miss a single moment of art even if the teacher was horrible. No one could ruin it. 


The teacher was lovely, she was called Miss Heart what a coincidence.  They were already in the middle of a project so said I could do my own. I said to her I was going to do dark. She said that she'd love to see the finish project. After I have done she had said I was an amazing artist and could easily get an A+! Wow, holy shit an A*, no teachers ever said I could achieve so high. Thanks to Miss Heart my mood had changed completely.

Unfortunately, everything good has to come to an end right? It did. The bell went and everyone left in a rush. I thanked Miss Heart and left.                                                                                                                   I had to walk home which was a shame, at least I had peace.



I was about half way, when I felt I was being followed and I was right. I turned around to be given the most biggest shock of my life. Standing there was Jacob, the boy from detention and some of there 'mates'. (A/N Sorry if you don't like cursing) Fuck, fuck, fuck. What did they fucking want?!? I was scared to the bone.

The boy from detention walked up to me, I just stood there. I couldn't move. "Hey, pretty girl. Going to tell me your name now?," Was this all about me not telling him my name? I don't think it was. I didn't reply. That's when he did the most unexpected thing, he kissed me. Ugh, it was just like kissing a Llama, not that I've ever done that I was just saying. It went on for about 3 seconds until it hit me, I broke free finally and slapped him. He rubbed his cheek, angrily it must have been a hard slap. Ha that's what he gets. 

"Feisty one you are?," That's when Jacob came up to him. "Yup, that's about right. She thinks she's hard." They both had that evil smile on there face. I couldn't take it any more. I bolted for it. Compared to some people I was quite fast so that was good. Also I had, had a head start so they were quite far behind. I ran and ran, even when I knew I had lost them. I felt like falling to the ground right there, but I didn't instead I stopped running and walked. Every breath I took reminded me of them and how I would have to see them tomorrow. Wonderful.


Authors Note:

Hey Guys! :D

New chapter I hope you like it and also what are your opinions on me adding photo's to the story? Does it help you picture the characters or do you want me to stop? Please tell me, it really helps me know what to do and what not to do :)

Thanks. -Fallen_Angel_

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