"What were you doing in the boys washroom?"
"She was probably spying on us!"
"No, I wasn't!"
"She heard us confess to pranking the principalâshe probably recorded it too! Man, I don't wanna go to juvie again."
"Again?"
"Forget juvie, my mom's gonna whoop my ass!"
"Shut up!" the guy driving suddenly roared.
The car went silent.
He abruptly pulled up on the side of an empty road. His arms were tightly clenching the steering wheel, and his muscles flexed through the black tee he was wearing. Considering I didn't quite know his name, I decided to call him Mr. Black Tee in my head.
Allow me to backtrack. After being discovered by the three mysterious boys in the washroom, they'd promptly carried me out of the school against my will. We were now driving to an unknown location in Mr. Black Tee's expensive looking car, where I was being interrogated for whatever reason.
"You," Mr. Black Tee's piercing eyes narrowed at me in the passenger seat. "Who are you?"
"Whaâyou're the ones that kidnapped me," I blubbered. "If anything, I should be asking who you are!"
"Stop being dramatic, we didn't kidnap you," the dark skinned dread head in the backseat rolled his eyes.
"Exactly, we just... illegally forced you to come with us against your own free will," the blond cheerfully pitched in from behind me. "Besides, what were you doing listening to our conversation?"
"I wasn't. I simply happened to be using the washroom when you three walked in."
"But why weren't you using the girls washroom?" he sceptically asked.
After being targeted by Anthony Miller, I ran into the first washroom I saw. However, with my head down and tears pooling in my eyes, I'd probably entered the boys washroom by accident.
"I-I probably went into the wrong washroom by accident," I faltered.
There was a moment of tense silence in which the three guys seemed to silently communicate with one another. At last, Mr. Black Tee, who I noticed seemed to be the leader of the trio, coolly spoke.
"You're free to go," he huskily murmured, eyes sharply staring into mine.
"Wait. Who are you?" I timidly asked.
"You first," he smoothly replied.
"My name's CrazyâI mean, Daisy."
If they noticed my mistake, they didn't let it show.
"Cool, my name's Malcolm," smiled the blondie.
"I'm Andre," the one with dreads said.
I then glanced at Mr. Black Tee, willing him to speak. With a roll of his eyes, he gruffly murmured, "Elias."
"Are you guys new here?" Curiosity overtook me. Surely, I would've seen them around before. I hated to admit it, but guys that good looking were quite hard to miss.
"That's enough questions," Elias coldly spoke. "Get out of my car."
My mouth dropped open, and a surge of bravery overtook me. "Are you serious? You drag me out here in the middle of nowhere, interrogate me for God know's what, just to kick me out of your car? The least you can do is take me back to school, you absolute buffoon!"
Each of the boys ignored my outburst.
"Is she done yet?" Andre yawned from the backseat, lazily glancing up from his phone.
I scoffed before promptly exiting the car and slamming the door shut. Without hesitation, the car immediately sped off, leaving me in the dust.
"Jerks," I stomped before pulling out my phone in search of a map to guide me back to school.
Just then, rain began to trickle from the gloomy clouds, drenching my curly hair and my freshly ironed clothes. With a small frown gracing my lips, I adjusted my backpack and began to walk back to school.
No, the boys did not come back and offer me a ride to school. And no, the weather did not miraculously get better either. Instead, I slowly walked in the rain, alone as I'd always been.
*****
By the time I made it back to school, I'd entirely missed first period. Second period was nearly halfway over as well, although I figured it'd be better to show up late than to not show up at all.
I slowly opened the door to the Biology class. The teacher immediately stopped talking, and every student in the class stared at me as I walked in.
"Um... hi," I nervously smiled, my two dimples blooming from my cheeks.
"You're late," was the first thing the male teacher said to me, looking unimpressed. "Detention."
"Butâ"
"Take a seat."
Too afraid to argue with him, I sagged my shoulders and trudged over to the nearest empty seat. However, a boy placed his bag on it before I could sit down.
"Sorry, someone's sitting here," he muttered without looking at me.
I nodded and made my way over to the next available seat, which conveniently happened to be next to Heather Addams. For the people who live under a rock, Heather Addams was Anthony Miller's girlfriend, who was captain of the cheerleading teamâshocking, I know.
Just as I was about to sit down, she placed her arm on the chair to stop me.
"What do you think you're doing?" she demanded in her squeaky voice.
"Sitting down?"
"You're wet," she scrunched up her nose in disgust, looking me up and down.
"So?" I quirked a brow.
"So, could you sit somewhere else?"
I gave her a soft smile. "Anything for you, Heather."
Unable to detect my sarcasm, Heather relaxed in her seat with a satisfied nod. Meanwhile, I made my way over to the final available seat in the back row. Unfortunately, it was next to Andre, who I decided was on my long list of people I disliked at this school, after he, Elias, and Malcolm left me stranded.
My shoes squeaked as I made my way over to the desk. I could feel Andre's dark eyes watching me as I sat down, though I refused to say a word. At last, he broke the silence.
"Finally made it back?" he muttered in amusement, eyes flickering over my drenched figure.
"This is funny to you?" I whispered with a scowl.
"Just a bit."
I gave him a glare, through it probably didn't look quite intimidating, because he only gave me a small snort before reverting his attention to the teacher.
Just then, an announcement blared throughout the classroom.
"Attention, all students," came the principal's voice through the speaker.
The teacher stopped talking.
"It has come to my attention that an act of vandalism has been committed in the school parking lot, and my car has been spray painted." Principal Lawrence sounded furious. "If anyone knows any information about this, I advise them to come forward immediately. Consequences will be dealt accordingly. That will be all."
Whispers erupted throughout the classroom, everyone wondering who would dare to touch the principal's car. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Andre smirking, and I was hit with a flashback.
"Come on, Elias. We made sure no one was around. Besides, even if someone saw us spray paint Principal Lawrence's car, what're the odds they're gonna rat us out?"
I softly gasped once I realized that Andre, Elias, and Malcolm were the culprits. It was why they were so out of breath in the washroomâthey'd been running from the principal.
Now, normally, I would go about my day and mind my business. However, I thought back to how they'd kicked me out of the car, forcing me to walk back to school in the pouring rain. A need for vengeance overtook me, which is why I slowly but surely raised my hand.
"Yes?" said the teacher.
"Sir, I believe I know who vandalized Principal Lawrence's car."
Andre's eyes snapped over to me, and just like that, a war had begun.
*****
Hm, such a bold move on Daisy's part! What do you guys think will happen next?
QOTD: what's your favourite season?
AOTD: summer
It's currently 1am and I wrote this entire chapter in one go and there's probably a million mistakes. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed! Please leave a vote or comment if you did.
Love, Emmanuela<3
12/14/2022