Coming Home

Dentention?

When we arrived at school I got out of the car and  started walking.

'"Hey, where do you think your going?" Amy was running to catch up. My mind was swimming. What was Westons problem. Thats what was bugging me. He was so rude.

"Sorry," I grunted. We walked side by side quietly until I got to my first period.

I walked into the classroom and sat down in my normal seat. A couple minutes later Weston came in and sat right next to me. My heart quickend as I caught a whiff of his cologn. I told myself to stop. I looked over at him. He was looking forward.

I leaned back in my chair with a sigh. That caught his attention. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him look over at me. I turned my head and we were eye to eye. I rolled my eyes and he chuckled. As soon as the bell rang and Mr. Penn started talking, He had looked at me about 40 times. I returned each and every stare. About halfway through class Mr. Penn called to me.

"Im sorry. Am I inturupting your day dream?" His voice was sharp.

I chocked on my words. I looked down and grabbed my pencil.  The old me would have retorted but I was at a loss for words. Besides, I'm not the old me.

"Oh, you expect us to pay attention?" Westons voice was smooth. He held confidence. I heard the sarcasm clearly.

"Excuse me?" Mr. Penn looked annoyed.

"Well I mean, I would rather gouge my eyes out than listen to another word you say." Weston chuckled.

The class was silent. "If you think my class is so boring-"

"Think? Oh we don't think. We know." I was suprised at my voice as I spoke with the same confidence Weston held. I leaned back in my chair and looked at Weston. He had a shocked smile on his face. I felt Mr. Penns eyes on me.

"Ok, If either of you say one more word and I will call your parents." I wanted to laugh. My parents are dead.

"One more word." I looked him dead in the eyes. I held a small smile at the call your parents thing.

"Your aunt will be hearing from me."

"Good, tell her we need groceries." The class went wild.

I just folded my arms and leaned back with a smirk on my face. This came so naturally.

"Detention! The next person to say another word is next!" He was furious. The class got silent. Weston got up and slowly walked to the teachers desk and  grabbed a pad of detention slips and started writing on one. I wanted to laugh. My adrenaline  was pumping.

Before I could speak Weston got up and walked over to Mr. Penn and grabbed the pad out of his hand. He wrote somthing on it and said, "Another word." He spoke each word carfully looking straight at Mr. Penn. Then he pushed the pad into Enraged Mr. Penns chest. I tried to hold back a laugh but failed. Weston walked back to the seat next to me. The class was silent. I looked over to find him looking at me with a smile, I couldn't help but return. We both looked at Mr. Penn as he slammed our detention slips down on both desk with a angry grunt. I crumpled mine into a ball and put it in my pocket. When the bell rang I went to second  period.

At lunch I sat down next to Amy. "You got a detention?" She sounded Angry.

I nodded as I took a bite out of my sandwich. She spent lunch yelling at me as i  finished my food and threw it away. When I sat down I looked at her. She was still yelling about my reputation. Thank god the bell rang. I went to fifth period with Amy and ignored every word she said. I sat down at my usual table.

"I heard you got a detention ." Megans red hair bounced as she sat down. She was also mad.

"Your popular and your gonna really. ....." I blanked her out when I saw Weston looking at her. He rolled his eyes and then looked my way. He flashed a amused smile. I turned around and ignored Megan.