en before. Simon trudges in behind me, clearly not as put off a

e Mrs Rutherford started the lesson. Simon took the seat behind me, while Jen settled in the one beside me. Minutes later, Mrs Rutherford started the class. As soon

ruthlessly with students who crossed her. That fine morning, she gave us an exercise

by?” I heard Simo

d. “Shut

y be in trouble. He could at least take a

it, I didn’t notice the teacher walk through the class to where I sat. I

ched towards him. “Give m

look at him, as was the entire class. He was lo

!” she ordered sternly, dar

find me fighting back a smirk. He glare

detention,” she told him. “That might tea

was a bad idea, because Mrs. Rutherford’s hawk eyes fell

a bone to

class, young lady?” she asked, h

onfused. I shook m

away. Maybe in some other class like History where the teache

el from my lap. She studied the cover and glar

“I wasn’t reading

ion to get it back,” she cut m

at her, h

ust. Ha

ss of my book to pay attention. Did she know how many pages I had p

ay, very early

teacher sitting up front has his face half buried in a newspaper, paying absolutely no attention to us. Simon le

discussing heaven knows what. There’s one other girl, a year behind me. One boy is sat on his lonesome on the left wall, focused on a book in front of him

clock on the wall sa

up front, drops his newsp

on!” he roars at Simon, an

desk, looking miserable. I don’t think he has ever stayed tha

cheek. “Forty five minute

ery behind my tone. I laugh and take a notepad out

idea that I can dr

ng shot- when the door opens and I hear shuffling into the room. I look up to s

ou’re late!” Mr. Daniels

planation. Either way, they don’t pay much attention to him as they shuffle over to the back of the class. Cole takes the

d I s

ting a smile. I hear a snicker from be

” he informs me, an

Jude, but he has already moved away to take the seat in

oys around me. But then the two start talking, and I can’t help bu

tonight,” he says, as if cont

omplains. “It’s only two days away. D

ns. “Oh,

r than me. A couple of minutes later, something hits my head, and a white plastic stick clatters

didn’t think you were the detention type,

little off guard, and I blink. He produces

mistake,” I f

s. “Your

wing however because the little book suddenly disappears. I look up to find Jude lo

t, yesterday he didn’t know my na

p. But when I’ve gotten free and get to him, Cole snatches the

k into my seat. I hear Simon chuckling behind me, but I ignore h

back on my desk. “You ha

t up, then shove it back in

oice a little muffled. I look up to find h

with treats me

draw,” I confess

chest. “Good, at least

his ears and the nape of his neck. His brown eyes glint mischievously, and I realise that I had never been this close to him befor

hat?” I ask,

e. “Tutoring him. He ca

, and Jude clobbers his friend

nt,” Cole tells him, his

ks incredulously. “I swear she has the most

doesn’t curse? My phone buzzes. I draw it from m

e and scowl. Why does time always seem to cra

5pm: Sti

. I can survive in a room full of

ied about Simon. This phone deficie

: It’s good

m: What r

t 2 the mall with th

eyes but r

t keep a large following, while she has a large network of friends all

d Jude looming over me. He immediately hands it

was looking

re leaving the room. I look down at my phone, it’s fifty two past three. Didn’t detention end a

us out early,”

?” I ask as I

s towards the door. Cole tousles my hair then goes after his friend. I touch

n’t all that

ould come

dd