despondent ☼ a.f.i

1 - Sexy Nightmares

Adaline |

Placing my pencil down, I scanned over my answers. My handwriting was sloppy, but readable. The questions were fairly easy, some that needed to be thought out and put in the work. But overall, the test was quite, surprisingly, easy. I gazed around the classroom with my eyes, my head lowered behind the person in front me's. It seemed like I was the second person down, everyone else working away moving their pencils. The only other kid that seemed to have finished was Michael Clifford, a kid with a eyebrow piercing and multi-colored hair. Sometimes red, sometimes green, sometimes silver. He was a troublemaker along with the other two boys that basically ruled the school. Michael was usually the kid that guessed on every test, so no surprise there that he was done first, earning stern looks from the teacher. The three boys that basically ruled the school- Luke Hemmings, Calum Hood, Michael Clifford. Three annoying boys that without a doubt, were absolutely stunning. They were all troublemakers. Luke; the flirt. Just one wink was all that it took. He's pulling bitches, panties, and grades. He is quite smart, honestly. If only he didn't waste his knowledgeable capability.

Calum; the mysterious one. He's had sex with almost every girl in school. He smoked, was possibly a drug dealer, and incredibly wealthy. Nobody knew much about him. Like I said, he's very mysterious.

Michael; well, just by him guessing all the time can tell you a lot about him. The care-free one. He's just like Luke, but more laid back. In every way possible, I completely despise those boys. Even though they've never even laid an eye on me, I still am disgusted in them.

"Alright, testing is over," my teacher rose from his seat. "Pencils down."

The sound of pencils were dropped on desks and papers shuffled around. I turned around and grabbed the paper behind me, passing mine and the other papers to the person in front of me. Whispers behind the room began to begin, immediately knowing who it was. The three idiots.

"Calum, Luke, Michael," Mrs. Ruth snapped. "Zip it."

They chuckled, "Sarah," Calum purred. "That's a lovely tight dress you're wearing. I'm curious what's under it."

Mrs. Ruth's face burned red in anger and embarrassment. "One more time, Hood. And you'll be picked up by your father and sent to the principle's for suspension!"

The boys went quiet, snickering here and there.

Thankfully, the bell rung. Everyone gathered their belongings, racing out the door. I took my precious time, throwing my things in my backpack and struggling to zip it up due to all the homework over the weekend. Calum, Luke, and Michael were still here with me, chatting amongst each other. I felt something watching me, and I glanced up to see Luke pointing at me. "Hey, girl!"

I fully looked up now, "Me?"

"No, the bookshelf." he sarcastically said. "Yes you, dumbass!" I knew he was joking but it still hurt.

"What do you want?" I snapped.

"Jesus, I was just gonna say you have a nice ass."

I flipped him off, slinging on my backpack and stomping out the door. Their laughs echoed behind me and I rolled my eyes at their obnoxiousness. Pushing the school doors open, I was welcomed by the feeling of relief and freedom. Finally, the week is over. Time for the weekend, consisting of reruns of Will & Grace and pizza.

As I was planning out my weekend, I was stopped by a familar face. "Addie!" The screech of my best friend's voice rang through my ears. Wincing at the deaf like sound, I forced a smile hiding back my pain. "Hey, Lori."