Blame Game [SLOW UPDATES]

~Chapter-2~

Chapter-2 Pairing Up.

❇Becca's POV❇

I was shaking with anger right now. Who in their right mind would irritate a person they know nothing about!?

You're right. Asher-freaking-whatever-his-surname-is!

This prick has been irritating me throughout the whole period. In this whole period, he somehow made me spill out my full name, and I just know his first name. Something about how I'd fall for him or try my name with his surname in my thoughts.

Yeah right, who would like you, shitface!?

Its almost the end of the period now, and to be honest, I don't like it when he irritates me like this. I mean, I love maths and this teacher right in front of me, he teaches amazingly.

Call me a nerd, I couldn't care less.

Another ball of paper landed on me and I had to refrain myself from stabbing him right on the spot. I turned towards him and gave him a death glare.

He smirked at me and motioned me to open the damn paper ball yet again. I sighed in frustration and opened the ball.

Do you have a sunburn or are you always this hot?

~A

This did it, my patience finally wore out. "Asher can't you let me fucking study out here!? I have been trying to study for the past half an hour but all you are doing by sitting here beside me is chucking these dang paper balls written with some freaking pickup lines!"

Yup, totally created a scene. Nobody uttered a word, every single pair of eyes were on me and Mr Carter stopped wherever the hell he was. I was standing right now glaring at a very shocked looking Asher in front of me.

He was staring at me as if I had grown two heads. Someone cleared their throat and my eyes snapped towards an angry-looking Mr Carter.

Great, I'll have freaking detention now!

He glared at both of us and suddenly started shouting at us, "Do you guys have anything to say for your behaviour!? Or are you guys willing to sort this out during your lunch break in the detention room!?"

Not for freaking lunch!

Asher stood up beside me and politely said, "I am really sorry Mr Carter, but don't blame me for something I never did. I was just asking this girl, who may I add do not know, for a pen. If you really wanna blame someone, blame her, I am all innocent, sir."

YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW!? I NEVER DID A SINGLE THING!

"Mr Carter, I swear, I didn't do anything in between class! I was just silently trying to copy these notes but he just kept throwing paper balls at me!," I argued.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Becca, don't lie to the teacher at least. Just take the blame and apologize, it wouldn't hurt anybody now, would it?," Asher said and smirked at me.

Wanna blame me for something I didn't do? Wanna play blame game? Oh, it's so on!

"Mr McCardle, Ms Houdson, please proceed out of the room. I don't want to waste my time on a couple of students disturbing my class.," Mr Carter said calmly, but you could see that he was still angry. Who wouldn't be, after all, it was his first day at school.

I just hung my head low in shame and slowly packed my bag. I muttered a small sorry to Mr Carter, who handed both of us detention slips and went out of the class with Asher behind me in tow. God, words could not describe how badly I wanted to kill this asshole right now.