'We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.' 

By Margaret ATwood, The Handmaid's tale.

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Turns out, Avery got detention on Friday as well, as she spilt coffee on my head. Avery thought she could get away with it, well guess what Avery you didn't! Even though her mom is a millionaire fashion designer, Avery is still nothing compared to that level. And me, well I'll just stick to my stickmen drawings, thank you very much.

If you're wondering, I got detention from Ms Graine first for coming late to class, and then Mr Grunge decided to extend it on a Friday with his. So instead of half an hour, I have a full hour of death. Great. I could've gone to Tiffany's and had an Oreo milkshake with my friends but instead, I'm in hell.

By hell I mean School.

 Ms Graine and Mr Grunge are lovers its clear to see why, I mean they talk to each other during lessons, and don't even attend the students who are in the class. Mr Grunge that creep, loves her and Ms Graine does too. I knew her secret relationship would be exposed, soon enough.

I frowned as I entered detention and sat in my designated seat. Avery waved goodbye and made a dramatic entrance in the classroom, her strawberry blonde hair waved like a red flag. Although, it was full of rainbow glitter.

She sat down slightly behind me, at an angle of 180 degrees. Her gaze was burning holes at the back of my head. I felt self-conscious as I tried to ignore so I drew some mandala.

I also needed to go to the toilet, so I asked Mr Grunge and Ms Graine if I could go to the toilet.

"Ms Graine, Mr Grunge, May I attend the toilet, I really need it?" I ask, placing a small smile. Ms Graine that witch, said no! her face turning red as a tomato. Mr Grunge shook his head, obviously copying after his crush. Ah, we all know.

I frowned and sat back down. So unfair.

Then Avery rose from her seat and walked to their desk, she said a few words, smiling with that awful red lipstick. Mr Grunge smiled at her, with his cringes' smile yet. Ms Graine also had a cheerful countenance. "Yes, off you go." She smiled.

When her eyes met me, it darkened and her wrinkles crunched into a bowl of scowl targeted at my poor soul. My eyes will be drenched with holy water after this, I assure you.

Remember when I said, Ms Graine has personal favourites, like the popular's and how she loathes the geeks who love their study. She will simply say yes to everything which comes out their mouths. 'Miss, can I go toilet?' I imagine Avery, 'Yes off you go.' Her cheapest smile yet.

Le sigh

Nothing is our way, nothing will be. Everything will remain the same. Moments Later, Avery returns and she sits eating something crunchy my guess is a bar of chocolate. My stomach churns, with fury. The witch is eating chocolate, heavens richest jewel, is being eaten by a coward who deserves no rights in this world.

I get annoyed by the crunching, how loud she crunches a bar of chocolate, my guess it has a nut. I get mad as I give her a narrowed look.  "Can you not?" I glare at her. She winks, "Why not?" She pouts, her red lipstick all over her, she looks like Miranda sings, but she isn't even trying to look like her. I laugh inside.

"Because Avery it's annoying, Ms Graine can she please stop chewing loud or I'm out of here, besides we're not even meant to be eating in detention," I state, her gaze burns deeper holes into my head. She places a hand on my shoulder as she walks over to me, and her eyes turn my stomach upside down. "This is Karma's way of saying I hate you." She smirks.

She begins walking off, as she only had half an hour. "Karma is going to get you soon."

And walks out, I heave a sigh and mentally facepalm myself for joining that netball team, life makes you do stupid things children, learn to accept it, so Karma doesn't come your way.

Avery is going to get me back - huh?

Well, I clench my hands together and think of a way to get her back before she can get me.

Hey, Presto! - what do you know? Now she's really going to get it.

I wait for the other thirty minutes, in nothing but despair and dread.

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"here's your yummy Oreo Milkshake, enjoy with love."~ Tiffany smiles and rollers away with her skates. I smile at my treat.

I met Megan, Sasha and Tara in Tiffany's after my detention. Avery came here thirty minutes before I did. She sits with her friends talking about something.  I notice Avery still has faint glitter in her hair, and Rachel has her red spots still there, most of them are gone. Sara is itching all over still, she finds it hard to communicate with her friends while they all talk amongst each other. I'm such a prankster, I should have an award seriously.

I dig into my treat and smile at all its holly goodness. Holly cowbells how much sugar does it have in it? - Maybe its time to start losing some weight.

Nah.

This right here is life.

Before I can drink my love, someone pushes it away from me. I look up to Devil-Face who smirks at me! My baby!

"Give it back?" I glared at the devil. His eyes struck amusement. I claimed it back, and before I drank it, the following words rolled down his tongue. "It's poisoned," he said, calmly.

My eyes widened. "Your joking." I can tell he's bluffing, I see through your deserted lies all the time. So stop!" I exclaim, sipping the milkshake.

He had a look of bewilderment. "You don't believe me, well would the name Avery West happen to pick up your senses a little bit?" He questions. I'm baffled, I look over to see Avery smirking, her glittery hair and her lips all red, wow she looks like she's a clown who escaped from a freak show or something!

She giggles with her friends. I then notice him crossing his arms together. "What is going on?" Megan asks, dumbfounded.

My friends all observe the tension, even with Avery and her friends watching us. I'm so confused, I feel like I may throw up. My head is fuzzy and everything is swiftly moving by.

Adrian catches me in his arms as I feel dizzy. "Told ya, it wasn't worth it. Looks like you've just been pranked by Avery West. I hope you get her back, and I'd love to help but I'm on no-one's side." He says in my ear, only we could hear, my friends were talking amongst each other, Megan was laughing at Avery. Tara looked pissed off at her and Sasha before my vision spilt her eyes saw something dark, I guess I'll never know.

 ***

"Thank you for being such a gentleman, may God bless you." I heard my mother say. I was in my bed, covered with sheets and a basket of goodness was all which I saw on my bedsit table. I felt like I was in heaven, did I die? Because honey, if I did, maybe death isn't so bad after all.

I get up and open my curtains from the darkness. Oh - It's evening, the cars have their lights on and they drive faster to get to work. The sun's exotic colours, contrasted of orange, yellow and red. On second thoughts, I enjoyed the darkness better, I closed the curtains and turned on the lights.

Then a knock was heard on my door.

"Honey, you awake? I guess you are if your lights turned on." My mom replies, I get up and walk to the door, opening it to reveal my mother in a stunning dress.

Her hair is curled, with a flower at the side.  Her eyes are filled with the colours of purple and golden brown, mascara leaving its trace. Her blush is pink and pop. Her dress is shimmering purple, with her high heels. Yep - my BFF of a mom is going to a party.

"You're going out?" I say, my emotions, stoic.

"Yes, I'm being invited to an event, it's important, I'm being hired for work since your dad left me depressed, I couldn't go to work and now I've motivated myself to get my lazy but off the couch and go to work." My mother's words made me smile. "Finally!" I chuckled, embracing her warmth with a hug.

"You deserve to be a happy mom!" I say. "You deserve all the wealth, happiness and love you could get, and please don't ever bring up dad," I say, my tone laced with weary.

She gives me a pointed look before hugging me, will my lungs deflate. "OK! MOM IM DYING HERE!" I breathe out as she lets go.

Phew.

Before she leaves downstairs. "Adrian's in the kitchen making dinner, he'll be staying with you till I get back, have fun!" She shouts back, as the door closes.

My mother is a wild one, she is.

I roll my eyes, still smiling and entering the kitchen to help my self to Oreos. I observe the Devil making dinner, it smells really good, hopefully, he doesn't burn the house down. I recall the earlier fiasco. R.I.P Noodles.

"Hey, Adrian." I begin. "Did you leave the basket of desserts for me on my bedsit table?" I ask, he doesn't look back, but instead, he nods. "Yep. Hope you like it. By the way, Avery put some nasty drugs in your Milkshake."

I nod my head along with his weird dance. He's listening to some weird urban hip-hop.

Nah, listen to some Twenty One Pilots.

"What were the side effects?" I ask.

"Dizzy, loss of energy, fainting, all those, also farting and a sudden need for the toilet more than you usually use." He adds this time he gives me an amused look. He adds a smirk.  

 "Liar." I hiss.

"OK, fine don't believe the knight in shining armour, who just so happened to save you from falling." He states, smiling.

I bite my lip and head to the fridge. We should go shopping.

"You guys should go shopping." Adrian suddenly says, like he just read my mind. I roll my eyes and chuckle, "Ya think."

"Yep -  how about after a quick dinner, we go the grocery store." He offers a politely smile. I smile back, "Sure fine ok." I mutter walking back to my stool and eating some thin Oreos.

Question are thin Oreos better than thick Oreos?

"By the way how was detention?" Adrian asks, for some reason I feel like he's my father, asking me questions all of a sudden. Although, my father wasn't a good role model who cooked and asked me. 'Oh hey -  How was school, kiddo?' It's nice knowing, Adrian will be a good Dad someday. He'll have the cutest children, considering his looks.

"Detention was great." Note the sarcasm.

"Really? I didn't think anybody loved hell, but after hearing you say it. Ok then." He finishes placing the pasta on the plates, with some coleslaw at the side.

"Yummy, what's it called?" I ask.

"Pasta la' Familia."  He primps, blowing kisses of his masterpiece.

"Wow - you cook, you build rocket ships, you get good grades, your an athlete, what else don't I know about you, apart from you never feeding your pathetic ego," I say, biting my lip.

"Don't do that." He says.

"Do what?"

"Bite your lip, it's disturbing." He says, He takes a fork and eats his pasta, while I stare at mine.

"I don't bite my lips." I clarify.

"Yes you do, and you should stop, its turning me on." He says.

What does he mean, turning me on?

"No, I'll do it if I like." I smile and walk with my plate in hands as I watch TV with my dinner.

That doesn't stop Devil-Face from sitting right next to me, smirking as always.

"Leave me alone you weirdo," I say.

"I'm not a weirdo. I thought I was your 'DEVIL-FACE!'" He imitates me when he said your, why would he belong to me?

"You don't belong to me?" I state bluntly.

"Yep - but I don't care, you're my friend so were together forever." He says, raking his hand through his dark hair, in loose curls.

I have the urge to push back the lock which fell on his head back but I keep calm and eat, his delicious pasta. It tastes so heavenly it melts on my tongue and I devour every last bit. He chuckles and looks at me in a very amusing way.

"Ready to leave?" He gives me an amused look.

"To where?" I ask dumbfounded.

"Grocery store - duh?" He rolls his eyes at my comment.

We get ready. I wear my unicorn onesie, he said you could wear anything it doesn't matter I mean who visits the grocery store at night. 

Adrain is in his infamous "Leather Jacket" His hair is curly brown, his eyes are dark in the moonlight, but a glint of light remains in them. He's wearing his black t-shirt under his jacket, with some jeans and trainers. 

As we walk down the flight of stairs, something catches my eyes, something I remember sharply. Something which will never leave my mind. When we vandalised his car, but now I feel a smile tugging on my lips as I see the beauty in front of my eyes.

"Your car is fixed!" I say excitedly. " I love the real colour metallic black and gold, its a beauty," I say, hugging the car like it was my long lost cousin or some sort.

"Yeah? - I fixed it, I don't really need your money, I made my own." He says sternly.

I notice that he looks at me with weary., worn out like he needed to sleep, I could recognise bags under his eyes. What had he been doing which kept him from sleeping? 

"Shall we go?" He asks, politely, opening the door for me. I say thanks and get in, buckling my seatbelt. He walks around and enters the driver's seat, he does his seatbelt and starts the engine slowly driving by the dark road, with streetlights on the sidewalks

"So seeing as I'm your tutor now.... Shall I come to your house tomorrow, Saturday, I'm free on Saturdays. Not Sundays, though." The last bit he puts so much emphasis, I squirm feeling slightly uncomfortable.

"Also, when are you going to learn to drive? -  Your mom told me you need an instructor, that you passed your theory but you need help on the practical work. And I can also help with that" He smirks and make a U-Turn.

"I really don't want to learn...it scares me," I say honestly. He chuckles, his head thrown back as he dramatically bursts out laughing. "Oh, you sure are full of yourself." He huffs, I roll my eyes as we pull up in the parking space.

The car park was empty so we found a spot so easily. The air met my skin, as Devil-Face opened the door of me, and I walked to the store entrance.

I immediately hurried over to the sweets area, my goodness they've upgraded skittles, in different colours, there's tropical, sour and original. They also have Mars brownie bites and Snickers, TWIX. You know when you go to a grocery store, you see that one adult swamped by kids pleading her to buy sweets and why they're good for you. That's' me right now.

I smile as I place them all in the trolley, Devil-Face looks amused at me. "Coach won't like that." He grimaces, "yeah right get your moody ass out fo here. I have all I need here." I say, stubbornly.

He went around to get the 'real food' Blah. So disgusting, I need sweets and sugar, I have low sugar levels so it is necessary for me to have sugar quite a lot. Ask my mom if you don't believe me.

Adrian places all the healthy food. He gives me the list and I check it:

"Milk and Eggs?" I ask

He nods.

"The salads?" 

He nods again

"The meats?"

He picks his nose, and he says. "I'm a vegan, definitely no meats."

"Ah -  who knew Adrian Walker would be a fan of animals. Who knew, I surely didn't." I say, smirking at him.

he gives me a serious look and moves on. "So have we got bread, all the protein?" I ask.

"Yes."

"And finally... my sugar babies?" I say excitedly.

I look at the trolley, he strolls. "You put it all back."

"It's a waste of money, besides I brought you a basket of your 'Sugar babies' so don't worry." He says, keeping an impassive face and heading to the checkout.

That Devil-Face!

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Adrain went home, but my mom paid him very little cash or 'babysitting me' he refused, said. 'I don't need your cash ma'am please, keep it to yourself.' Then he left.

He looked busy when he cooked for us when he watched TV he wasn't always lively or energetic. Considering the bags under his eyes, his dread was seeping through lost wounds which I preferred to stay closed. Not re-opened that would be disastrous.

What are you thinking, Adrian? 

What are you, exactly?

Good or bad.

Batman or Superman.

Cats vs dogs.

I want to know if your just like me, hurting in a way, hurting in a way you'll be used. I never shared my life story with anyone. Not even Sasha knows, beyond the bullying, beyond my father which no-one knows about.

I met him...

Those malicious green eyes and that defying smirk.

He would return and only I knew. I knew my secret was coming out; whether I liked it or not.

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