Lorien's POV
I walked into the detention room a minute before I was supposed to and sat down in the back.
I pulled out my earbuds and stuck them in my in my ears and plugged them into my phone and started listening to pandora as I pulled out my extra binder that my mom made me get for detention.
I saw what was on the board and started copying the work problems down.
I started the work and finished all 45 problems only 10 minutes later.
And detention was for 2 hours.
The teacher wasn't here yet and neither was Ashton.
That's when the teacher came in, dragged Ashton by the ear, and saw I was here.
"Well Ms.Swan, sorry for the wait. This boy was about to ditch detention." Ms.Avery, who was Ashton's aunt, states.
"I wonder why?" I said then laughed.
Ms.Avery loved me and hated the fact that Ashton was always so rude to me.
"Me too Ms.Swan me too." She said laughing and shoved Ashton into the seat behind me.
"You both will finish the lessons and then, this is not my choice, you two will have to paint the drama props." She said and Ashton groaned.
"I love painting so this is not really a punishment." I said laughing and she smiled at me.
"I'd knew you'd like this." She said and I handed in the work then waited for Ashton to be done.
It was now a half hour later and he was still not done.
I turned around and found him asleep.
Of course.
I turned around fully and slapped him over the head then turned around quickly.
"Ouch! What the hell Swan?!" He groaned sitting up.
"You fell asleep you loser. Finish your work so we can go paint and finish." I said and he groaned but started working.
He finished in 10 minutes and handed it in and we went to the auditorium where the drama props are and I immediately started grabbing paint cups and started painting.
I loved painting so much.
I finished my half and saw Ashton only on his first one.
I rolled my eyes and walked over to him.
I started painting the prop he was on and he looked at me and then shrugged and continued to paint.
All of a sudden music started playing through the speakers.
"Omg I love this song!!" I shouted and started dancing and singing along to the song by Shawn Mendes.
"I thought that I'd been hurt before
But no one's ever left me quite this sore
Your words cut deeper than a knife
Now I need someone to breathe me back to life
Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Just like a moth drawn to a flame
Oh, you lured me in, I couldn't sense the pain
Your bitter heart cold to the touch
Now I'm gonna reap what I sow
I'm left seeing red on my own
Got a feeling that I'm going under
But I know that I'll make it out alive
If I quit calling you my lover and
Move on
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
[x3:]
Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head
Needle and the thread,
Gonna wind up dead
Needle and the thread,
Gotta get you out of my head, get you out of my head
You watch me bleed until I can't breathe
Shaking, falling onto my knees (falling on my knees)
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches (and I'll be needing stitches)
Tripping over myself,
Aching, begging you to come help (begging, "Baby, please.")
And now that I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
(And now that)
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches
(And now that)
I'm without your kisses
I'll be needing stitches." I sang along to the song called stitches as I danced around and painted.
Soon we were finished with all the props and Ashton was laying down on the bleachers, face down, while I was dancing on the stage along to the song Use Somebody.
"I've been roaming around
Always looking down at all I see
Painted faces, fill the places I can't reach
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you, and all you know, and how you speak
Countless lovers under cover of the street
You know that I could use somebody
You know that I could use somebody
Someone like you
Someone like you." I sang along and danced around the stage to the song and laughed in the end.
"You guys can leave now." Ms.Avery said.
"Okie dokie." I said and hopped up and swung my bag over my shoulder and skipped out of the room and down the hall to my locker and opened it and switched my books.
Just as I shut it I slammed it on my hand and screeched in pain.
"Ow ow ow ow ow." I said and held my hand tightly.
I glared at my locker and turned around only to slam into Ashton.
"Can you not stand right behind me?!" I grumbled.
He was laughing.
"Glaring at a locker won't help your hand sweetheart." He says and looks at my hand.
"Ouch." He winced and grabbed my arm and dragged me to the nurses office and she cleaned up my hand and wrapped it and sent us on our way.
I skipped to my car and hopped in and grabbed a lollipop out of the glove compartment and unwrapped it and put it in my mouth.
I drove to Starbucks and grabbed a caramel hot chocolate and paid and drove home.
I got home and no one was home.
Oh well.
I turned on the radio connecting to all the speakers and started dancing through the house.
I went up to my art studio and started painting.
I don't know what I was painting but all I know was my hand was taking control.
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Teen FictionTwo teens, enemies you'd call them, a boy and a girl. Lorien Swan and Ashton Smoke. They've hated each other ever since they were little when their moms would make them play together. They have been enemies for almost forever. ~~~ I was limping dow...
