Chapter 2: Detention skipper meets Stalker Rebel!
Blonde Haired Rebel *UNDER CONSTRUCTION*Chapter 2: Detention Skipper Meets Stalker Rebel!
Hae's POV:
I head to the detention room and find myself to be the only one there.
Everyone else must have skipped…Even the teacher!
I get out my books and start doing detention things.
(Lol sorry for my bad description there I have no idea how to describe it I’ve never gotten one! But my friends say you just sit there and be quiet)
I hear the door open and see him walk in.
He walks in and sits beside me. “So how’s detention you rebel?” he asks smirking.
I ignore him.
If the teacher sees me talking I’ll get another one!
“Hey I’m talking to you! You fugly girl!” he says poking my shoulder.
“What!?” I whisper as I finally give in.
“Let’s skip!” he says happily.
What? Skip? With him? I’d rather stay in detention!
“What!? NO of course not! What if the teacher comes back and sees I’m gone?” He just smiles.
“Don’t worry he won’t!” I glare at him.
“No thank you.” I say and turn back towards my books.
“Come on! It’s so boring in here!” He says poking my shoulder again.
“NO! Now Byung—“ I start to say. But he slams his hand on my desk and glares at me.
“NO ONE calls me Byunghun! No one!” he says then he grabs my stuff shoves it into my back pack and then picks me up.
“Yah! Byu—I mean L.Joe! Put me down!” I yell at him.
“Shh! The teacher will hear you!” L.Joe said putting a finger to his lips. I glare at him.
“Idiot” I grumbe angrily.
“What was that?” he asks.
“n-nothing.” I stutter looking away.
He raises an eyebrow at me in suspicion and we walk over to his car--or should I say motorcycle?
He better not think I am in any way getting on that death machine...
“Hop on.” He says handing me a helmet.
“What? Noo way!” I say. “I could die getting on that thing! What if you kill us!?” I say.
“I’m glad you care for my welfare but this is your only ride so get on!” He said shoving the helmet on my head.
“I’m just gonna call my parents!” I say taking out my cell phone.
He grabs it and puts it in his pocket. “Now’s not the time princess.” He says and starts his motorcycle.
“Im.NOT
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