Detention

Hannah’s POV

I still didn’t have enough courage to look in their direction, but then I felt the footsteps retreating, becoming fader and fader, and then I finally looked at Samantha.

“Oh god, now you should really get over him,” Sam said.

“Yaar! You should be supporting me, and what the hell are you doing to your friend. I mean, did you see that girl? I haven’t seen here around yet”

“Yup, she has been transferred along with Ryan”

“WHAT THE HELL”

“No. No hell if you don’t behave like a crazy teenager!”

“I’m a teenager for god’s sake!”

“Fine, Fine. Just you know, he has a girlfriend, so it’s a dead-end”

“No. I don’t feel that girl is okay”

“Ya sure. Why would you, you have an everlasting crush on him!!”

“You know that’s not the reason, so stop nagging”

“You know I don’t approve of you having that stupid crush on some guy from your fucking 9 years!”

“You know I don’t care if you approve that or not!”

“Oh, believe me, you do”

“Well, whatever, but I want to do some research on that girl”

“Fine. Fine. Your detective is here, anyway” she said.

Yes, I know she’s a little irritating, doesn’t like me having a no-leg-and-hand-crush on a boy who vanished from my life after 4 years of our friendship, and remember just nothing of it, but she’s good. She has been always there for me, and she’s reliable. And as she herself told, a great detective she really is.

“Then find about that girl,” I said and we went back to our class, separately of course.

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He is sitting behind me. That girl, whose name is Evelyn I suppose, is sitting in the third row, from ours. But they are constantly staring at each other and smiling. Yea, I noticed that a few times. But then I noticed Evelyn. She looked at me with a scowl on her face. Then she smirked, but I didn’t understand anything. I looked in front when Samantha said something slowly.

“Why are you two sharing glances, don’t tell me she’s gay and you’re picking on her” she whispered, and I cringed at that thought, but suddenly burst out laughing at picturing her as one.

YES, I freaking burst out laughing like a freak.

“What’s so funny, Ms. Quinn” the teacher snapped at me, and I could do nothing, but got embarrassed.

“If you got nothing to say, then leave!” she yelled and I left the class, I knew I just got detention.

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I was in the detention room, covered by boring books all over when I heard footsteps. I was happy, Sam is here.

“Woah. How come you-” my happiness faded when a pair of legs followed her, and it was none other than Ryan’s.

“What the-” I whispered to Sam. Ryan gave me a smirk and said, “Hey, Ms. QUINN” he said in the same manner the teacher said, and it didn’t feel bad.

“Detention on the first day, huh?” I said to him, in a friendly manner, as I forgot that we aren’t even friends.

“That’s the way to spend time with someone,” he said and I was damn sure who’s coming inside right now.

Evelyn.

“You should give us some private time, Ms. Quinn,” he said.

Not wanting to end my conversation, and not wanting him to call me Ms. Quinn, I told him my freaking name.

“Hannah,” I said. “I have a name, Hannah, as in Hannah Quinn”

“Hannah” he repeated my name, and then it struck to me, I should’ve changed my name. What if he remembers everything?

“Easy name” he continued and smiled. “So, as I was saying, will you, I suppose please, give us some privacy and please, again, would go to another room?” he said with a smirk.

Samantha was dumbstruck. WHAT THE HELL DID HE JUST SAY?

“It’s a freaking detention room, mister!” I said to him, “I ain’t going anywhere for your stupid private time!” I said and he was shocked that I could say something like that.

“Woah. Easy, girl!” he said and smirked. “You don’t wanna leave me alone, do you?” he asked and that question had a hint of truth, but that was embarrassing.

“There’s nothing like that, mister, so stop dreaming and go to your freaking girlfriend, she is standing at the gate, and she’s looking at you just like a slut!!” I blurted out, and then I knew that I said just what I wanted, but I shouldn’t, because he was burning in anger now.

“TAKE YOUR BLOODY WORDS BACK” he sort-of commanded.

“I... I won’t” I said as I saw her smirking.

“I’m warning you of the consequences, Ms. Hannah Quinn!” he said.

NOW. WHAT. IS. THIS.

“W..what? what will you do??” I asked, and Sam kept a hand on my shoulder, partially telling me to back down, but I wouldn’t.

“You’re a bitch” he cursed. “Let me deal with you like one,” he said and then took out his phone, and before I could even understand what he was doing, he clicked a photo of me.

“HEY!!! That’s illegal!!! YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TAKE PHOTO OF ANY GIRL LIKE THAT!!” I yelled, but he smirked. He then gestured for Evelyn to come near him.

“Do a little editing, babes” he said, and then she took his phone. I tried to stop her, but Ryan stood like a freaking wall between us, and just in a fraction of minutes, she was done.

“Now, do you like that, Ms. Quinn!?!” he said and showed a picture.

OH. MY. GOD.

If that gets out, I’ll surely die of embarrassment!!!

“Hey, you, delete it right now!!” I yelled.

“Scared, are you?” he said and smirked. “Behave then, and apologize to her right now,” he said, and I had no other bloody option than to apologize. “Sorry,” I said, she smirked, followed by Ryan’s smirk, and then they deleted that fucking picture, but no, it is not the end.

I’ll make her pay.