Chapter 2

Detention 

*Denisse

"I have my private reasons. Please bare with me if I don't have the courage to say it." I half-begged. And it's true, I don't have the courage. I just don't want to reminisce over things about Sam. Wounds scarred on my heart was never healed.

They strode away from me and my work. But the next thing I knew they were being so inquisitive about the reason behind my painting. I am very aware that they're not that awe-struck with me, they never did. They were struck by my painting. But I can't help but to think that they're being insecure. Face like this can also do awesome things, don't they know that? Ugh!

I headed to my locker as soon as Art class was finished. I abruptly walked fast because I felt like I need to pee. I took few turns and then I reached the hallway where my locker is. I quickly spun the lock and then composed my things. My knees were experiencing a wobbly sensation. I really need to pee. Oh, God!

I bumped people out of the way while running fast, and completely ignoring what they were saying. I'm used to it, so it's not a big deal. I felt even weirder, as soon as I saw the comfort room's sign. I ran even faster. My butt ached, because I bumped into someone and fell.

"HEY!" It was the guy earlier. What a coincidence! Gee! JUST GREAT! I need to get up! The guy faced me. 

"You again?! Are you following me?"

"Heck, no! Why would I follow you?!" I said sarcastically. I stood up and snubbed him, I make face while making my way to the comfort room.

I feel much comfortable now. At last! Wait! My next class will start in five minutes. Oh for Pete's sake! I have got to get to English class before the bell rings.

I stretch my arms before running outside. I was shocked when someone at the entrance took a grip at my hand. And it was tight.

"Let go of—" It was the same guy. What does he want?!

"No! You'll pay first!" He said and then smirked.

"What?! Why? The last time I checked, I do not owe someone. Specially someone with an attitude like that!" I retorted. My forehead creased and I glared at the guy. I tried to struggle away from him, but he's just too strong.

"You do now. Let's go!" I hadn't got a chance to say a word. He already grabbed me towards somewhere in the school, only this place were hidden. I didn't even know that there's a place like this in school. There are lots of flowers surrounding the place. The grass was perfectly swaying with the wind. And at the middle was an enormous fountain. I took a heavy sigh, feeling the fresh ambiance around me.

"Don't sleep!"

I nearly slipped. "I'M NOT SLEEPING YOU COO COO BRAIN!" I crossed my arms. He let out a chuckle and then sat at the railings of the fountain. "WHY DID YOU TAKE ME HERE?! I HAVE CLASS, YOU KNOW! WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" I spat.

"Lower your voice. I'm going to sleep." His voice was expressionless. He closed his eyes and laid himself down. I hope he'll fall into the water. I smirked at the thought.

"Why are you smiling?"

Did he see me? His eyes were closed, so I think not. And no, it wasn't a smile. It was a smirk. I never smile because of anyone, except because of my brother and Sam. Two boys whom I love. NO girl friends, and the reason is pretty much obvious.

"It wasn't a smile. What a coo coo brain you are!" I grumbled silently, not wanting him to hear it.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Did you say something?"

"Nothing! I said you're REALLY REALLY handsome."

He opened his eyes and winked. "Thank you."

UGH! A jerk he is! Why did he take me here in the first place, if he's just going to sleep? Like I always said, he's a COO COO BRAIN. I bet he can't even solve a simple binomial equation.

I slowly and quietly walked back to where the entrance of the place is.

"WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING?!"

I nearly jumped and almost hit my head at the wall in front of me. I turned to face him. His face was leaning against mine. My eyes wandered again to his face, then I shifted to his lips. A very soft one I guess. NO! How could I think such thing?!

Think of Sam, Denisse! Think of him!

I closed my eyes, not thinking of possible things that might happen. I won't assume. This boy won't even touch me, I know. As far as I can see it, he's a jock who dates girls in short skirts or with some kind of racy type outfits.

He touched my cheek. And that made my eyes open automatically. I blinked thrice, and saw him smirking.

"You should have seen your face! You looked scared." He said in between laughs. He softly slapped my face and then pulled his body away from mine.

I smacked his shoulder. "YOU JERK! I'M GOING TO MY CLASS NOW! DON'T EVER COME NEAR ME AGAIN!" I walked away again, but this time he did not go after me of even tried to stop me. It was a relief to go out of his sight.

I went to English class thirty minutes late. And that got me a detention right after school hours. Thanks to that jerk, I won't be enjoying my favorite TV show this afternoon. UGH! I'm starting to think that he's a much more bully than the bimbos, and that I will let the bitches go after me in exchange of that coo coo brain out of my life.

Detention came. I was assigned to clean the school quadrangle. This place is huge, how am I supposed to clean this place in just two hours or so?! That jerk! He should be here too!

"Happy now?!" Said a voice from behind.

Oh, the coo coo brain!

"WHY ARE YOU HERE?"

"You're like a megaphone. Why are you always shouting? It's not like I'm on the other side of a mountain." His voice was expressionless as usual.

"WHY DO YOU CARE?!"

"Because you're shouting at me? I don't know." He just shrugged. He's trying to be cool. No wait! Scratch that. He's cool, I admit.

I noticed that he's also handling a broomstick on his hand. Hah! He also got detention huh? Ohhh! This is going to be fun! "You're in detention?! REALLY?! I can see why!" I laughed hard.

"Look who's talking now."

A fake laugh took over. "Yeah, whatever!"

"Let's work with cooperation, understand?" He said, no, more like he ordered.

"Bossy! UGH!" I rolled my eyes heavenwards. "And oh! Why would I cooperate with you?!"

"So that I can go home early. And get rid you out of my sight?" He turned back and swiped the ground without flaws. Even with a broomstick on his hand, he looked hot.

Uhhh! No way. I've got to stop thinking like this. Except why does he have to be so hot? Stupid pheromones!

"OK FINE! I AGREE! YOU'RE AN EYESORE, BY THE WAY!" I yelled. But I received no response.

It's quarter to seven in the evening when we finished cleaning. The place is not that littered, but our strict English professor made so many excuse of keeping us to clean. He kept on throwing litters in the ground on purpose, though he denied it of course.

As soon as he dismissed us, he tapped our back. "Someday, you two will thank me for this." Then he walked away. I shot the coo coo brain guy a confused look, which then he returned. He's confused too, I can see.

I placed the cleaning stuff back. I sat at the bench near the school exit, waiting for Sean to pick me up. My stomach growled. I'm not yet going for a diet, you know. I need to eat. RIGHT. NOW!

I caress my stomach, hoping for it to stop from growling. I looked sideways and I smelled the savory smell of my favorite pizza. That made me starve even more.

"Want some?" The jerk asked. Okay, maybe I'll stop calling him a jerk, since he offered me a pizza. My face lightened up, and then I nod. He handed me a slice. But when I'm about to grab the pizza off his hand, he took it back and laughed. JERK! "Go buy one yourself."

"YOU EFFIN' JERK! UGH!" I slightly cussed. I walked away from him, and sat at the next bench. Oh Sean, can't you get here any faster?

I rested my back against the wall, and closed my eyes. I don't care if somebody will pass my way. As if they want to do something to someone as ugly as me.