𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

You walked into the school on a saturday afternoon for your detention. Two hour detention for a small disagreement with another student. Did it end with you cursing out the student? Yes. But they deserved it.

It’s almost like everyone in this school has made it their personal goal to make your life miserable. Even the teachers talk to you like you’re stupid. Teach you like you’re stupid. You may be new to this school but you aren’t new to school.

As you walked into the library, you saw a few students sitting at the tables in the center of the room. You took it upon yourself to claim the desk in the back, keeping your distance from the other students.

A loud noise cut through the silence as Timmy Andrews made it very apparent that he just came in. Confidently walking into the library and his eyes fell to you, his lips curling into a smirk as he makes his way over to you.

Great.

Just great.

Could this day get any worse?

You and Timmy can’t stand eachother. Can’t have a simple conversation without it ending in a screaming match or cursing eachother out. Ever since you moved to this city and this school, he hasn’t left you alone. Not once. Not even one day of peace without Timmy making your day horrible. Other than the day Timmy got a concussion from football and spent the day in the nurses office.

He sits next to you at the desk and sighs, his voice low and mocking, laced with sarcasm, “well what did you do to get here? I knew you were a loud mouth bitch but I didn’t think your attitude was detention worthy.”