𝐄𝐔𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀 ➣ SKAM

[0.02] detention

"Hey-"

"Don't, talk to me." I cut him off, pointing a finger at him.

I wanted to spend the rest of the fifty-five minutes I was here in silence, ignoring the hovering Chris to my left, and hopefully to get out without going absolutely crazy.

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It's been about twenty minutes just sitting here, staring out in silence. I was beginning to grow bored, feeling as if the walls were closing in slowly by the minute. I was tapping my nails against the wooden desk, pursing my lips. Before I could glance at the clock again for the last five minutes, Chris sets a folded piece of paper in front of me. I glanced at him, but he smoothly pretended that he did nothing of the sort, staring at the front of the room aimlessly.

I sighed softly, reluctantly unfolding the note and reading the few words scribbled in a rushed manner.

Wanna ditch this place? Follow my lead. :)

I shook my head at him, furrowing my eyebrows sternly. "Chris, I can't."

"Come on, don't be a chicken." He joked, smiling lopsidedly.

"You think I'll leave with you just because you call me chicken?" I whispered, narrowing my eyes at him in disbelief.

"Yes." Chris remarked, nodding once before raising his hand.

"Yes, Christoffer?" The lady's eyes focused on him, pushing her specks up the bridge of her nose.

"I really don't feel good, could I go to the nurse's office?" 

"Do you really think I'm going to buy that?" She tilted her head at him as he cleared his throat.

"I don't know, I mean unless you really want me to be sick in this classroom.." His voice trailed, as he shrugged.

Oh, he's good.

I hid an amused smile, staring down at the desk as I bit my lip.

"Fine, go ahead. Get out of here." She motioned him out as he got up, slinging his backpack over his shoulder.

"Walk out as soon as she isn't looking." He mumbled, leaning down to where I was sitting before quickly walking out of the classroom, a smirk on his lips.

My heart began to race, seeing as though I was nervous to just sneak out like that as I groaned softly. I looked around, realizing that there was now about twenty or so people in here now, so maybe I could actually get away with this. I fidgeted anxiously, praying silently in my head.

As soon as the woman had looked down, I counted off a few seconds before getting up quietly and gathering my stuff before tip toeing at the sidelines and slipping out of the room.

I breathed out, looking up and gasping when I nearly run into Chris who looked just as surprised. "Woah, watch out where you're going, Olsen."

"I can't believe you just made me do that." I panicked slightly, following him as he began to walk swiftly down the rest of the hall. 

Why exactly did I just do that? Yeah, it should be because he was dangling it right in front of me, calling me a chicken and all, but my inner conscience refused to believe it.

Chris held the exit door open for me, motioning me out as I crossed my arms over my chest. I walked out of the school, avoiding him. Yes, I was damn frustrated.

"Oh come on, Nina. Where are you going?" He pouted, easily catching up to me as we both sped walked down the uneven pavement.

"Anywhere far away from you!" I exclaimed, running my fingers through my long dark hair.

"Do you need a ride?" He asked anyway, ignoring my slight meltdown. He then jams his hands into his Penetrators hoodie, glancing down at me.

"No, I have to take the bus." I replied bluntly.

I walked to the bus stop, Chris still following me as I ignored him. My eyes widened, lips parting when I see the bus already there.

Running for it, I gasped. "Wait! Please, wait!"

Before I could get there, the bus of course leaves and I'm out of breath. "Dammit." I grumbled, closing my eyes. "That's just great!"

By this time, which is nearly 6PM, the bus doesn't come for another two hours.

Chris snickered, as I glared at him coldly. 

"Ready for that ride now?"

I stood there, just staring at him in silence for at least a minute. I thought that maybe the longer I stared that he'd just give up and leave, but he didn't. 

"Fine, whatever. Drive me home, that's it." I reluctantly replied.

He grinned, nodding once. "No promises."

"What is that supposed to mean?" I groaned,when he didn't answer and just walked slowly, waiting for me to follow him. 

"Chris?" I whined, trudging behind him.