Chapter 47 THE DEVIL IN DETENTION
~ Elara ~
I knew as soon as the sound of the door slamming open, and Mr. Silas stopping mid sentence that he was here. I didn't want to believe it, and for a moment I tried telling myself it could be anyone, until Mr.Silas crushed all my hopes.
"Mr. Conner, you've been late every single day this year, when will you learn." He grumbles out and I feel my body stiffen, my hand on my pencil not moving anymore as I avoid looking in that direction.
He doesn't respond to Mr.Silas, just sitting down in his desk
I try to calm my nerves by just focusing on Mr.Silas who was introducing us to a project we'd be assigned partners to tomorrow, but I couldn't help my legs shaking up and down nervously. His presence in the room alone made me terrified and uneasy.
Mr. Silas told us he wouldn't give the details until tomorrow. Other then we had to finish it over the weekend, and that it was due on Monday, which wasn't a lot of time since tomorrow was Friday. I was only hoping I didn't have to present in front of anyone.
I freeze in my seat, trying to hold back a gasp when I feel Calvin kick my chair with force. Did I do something wrong? Was he trying to mess with me?
I bite my lip nervously as I try keeping up with Mr. Silas' voice, but he was talking too fast and I could barely write anything down.
I started to feel uncomfortable as I heard a group of boys looking in my direction, trying to hold in laughs. My brain tells me not to pay any mind to it, until I feel a crumpled up paper hit the side of my head and more students start laughing.
Ignore it
" Hey! Look over here you freak." A boy sitting two chairs across from me snickers.
I wanted to tell him to leave me alone but I knew I had no guts to actually say it. Who was I to say anything like that in a school like this anyway?
Everyone ignored me because I didn't have as much money, because I was from the poor side of town.
I was nothing here. I was also nothing in my old town though, so I guess it didn't exactly matter. I'd always just be a nothing, to everyone.
I glance over at him, expecting him to say something but all that happens is another paper getting thrown at me. I turn my head back quickly, hanging my head low as I try to ignore the laughs.
" Isn't your town full of criminals? You better not steal anything in this school fucking servant." He spits at me and I feel as my hands start to nervously wrap around each other.
I wished I could just scream at him that I didn't do anything, that I'm a kind person and would never steal, that I don't want any problems. But why would he listen to me?
So I don't do anything.
Coward
As soon as the bell rings my hand is already pulling my backpack over my shoulders as I quickly walk out of the classroom.
I could feel the eyes of the students on me as i walked out into the packed hallway.
When would they stop gossiping?
" Elara!" The deep voice reaches my ears and I move my eyes towards the sound, landing on Wayne who was waving at me with a smile.
I purse my lips, giving him a small wave back.
His friends, all dressed in football jerseys, looked at him like he was crazy, but he didn't seem to care about what they thought.
There were two girls in the group, dressed in cheerleading uniforms as they stood by the boys with their arms crossed, giving me dirty looks.
My eyes widen when he suddenly says bye to his friends before starting to walk up to me. I could already feel the angry burning eyes of the two girls on me.
I pretend I don't see him coming towards me though, and quickly turn around towards my locker.
"Am I embarrassing you?" He chuckles and I jump in shock. How'd he get here so fast? I don't even know what to say as I look up at his tall figure.
Somehow his eyes had looked more blue today, or maybe I was just seeing things.
Or maybe it was the blue football jersey that had made his eyes pop more...
"N..no." I mutter, slightly shaking my head before turning back towards grabbing my books from my locker.
"I was going to ask you, are you going to the game tonight?" He says, leaning against the locker next to me as he watches me pull out my books.
I look at him, confused. Was he asking me to go somewhere? Me? That's never happened...
"Uhm.game? What kind of game?" I ask confused. He didn't exactly specify what it was.
My eyebrows pull together when he breaks into a smile and starts laughing as he looks down at me before pointing to a large sign that read Rupert High Homecoming 2020
Oh
"The homecoming game, are you living under a rock?" He jokes and I feel my cheeks turn red in embarrassment.
I'd never been to one of those. My school never had enough funding for many sports, and most kids just didn't sign up for the ones we did have.
"O..oh that. I don't think I can...I still have work tonight and Mrs. Carmen won't like me skipping a shift." And I needed the money to pay back my mother’s debt.
" You mean Angie? She won't mind, I'll let her know." He says and I purse my lips, thinking the whole thing over.
I wanted to go, but I'd be losing a days worth of money and I don't think I could afford that. I just didn't know how to tell Wayne , I didn't want to tell him, or anyone at that. It was embarrassing enough, and pathetic to say the least.
" Plus, I'll be playing. That should convince you enough." He smirks.
" I..If Mrs. Carmen allows me I'll go." I say, watching as his face brightens at my words.
"Perfect, I'll see you there then." He beams before walking towards a group of his friends. I feel a small smile move onto my face as I close my locker, oddly feeling my heart beat start to increase.
No one's ever invited me anywhere...
The bell rings and I widen my eyes in shock, I'd gotten too distracted. Before I'm able to move away from my locker the two girls in the cheerleading uniforms suddenly surround me, their arms crossed over their chest as they look me up and down.
" Listen here twat, I don't know who the fuck you think you are but whatever makes you think you can take one of the Conner brothers is laughable, really." One of them with long black hair scoffs as the other one with shorter blonde hair laughs with her.
I swallow the lump in my throat as I move back into the locker.
"H. he was just asking me a question." I say, shaking my head.
" Oh really? Then what's with you being over both of them like a fucking slut ever since you came here?!" She screeches.
Over both of them? If anything I was doing the opposite!
"Don't be quiet now, answer me!" She spits, grabbing me by the hair. I gasp in shock at the stinging pain from my scalp, trying to release myself from her grip.
" Daniella that's enough!" A voice booms and she quickly lets go, both of them grumbling in annoyance.
I watch the guy in confusion. The same guy who was throwing papers at me in class was now all bruised up on his face...and helping me?
"Leave her alone, your coach is just down the hall if she sees this shit you're both off the team." He grumbles and the two girls look at each other before giving me one more dirty look and walking
away.
"T.thanks." I say, quickly walking away from him. I couldn't trust him, especially since there was no one else in the hallway.
The last time that happened Roger touched me, even when I told him to stop. He never stops, he never really cared.
" Wait! I..wanted to say sorry for what I did earlier, it was immature of me." He mumbles and I look at him shocked
He was saying sorry? What was going on today...
"Y.you're saying sorry.?" I say, looking at him confused.
" Well, forced to. Your little savior beat the shit out of me." He groans, and I furrow my brows together. My savior? No one here liked me, why would anyone help me?
" I..I don't know who you're talking about."
I say, wondering who this person was now.
The sound of keys clanking down the hall comes to my attention suddenly and the guy mumbles curses under his breath before sprinting down the hall.
Why was he running? It was only a teacher...
"Young lady, where's your hall pass?
Classes began ten minutes ago!" The teacher who now looked scarier, and much larger from my view of him now closer up.
"I...I don't have..." I stutter out, looking up at the scary man. He starts writing in a notepad before slamming the sticky paper onto one of my books, causing me to flinch at the sudden force.
"If you're not there, you get suspension."
He orders and I nod my head rapidly before looking down at the paper that read detention in red ink with a time and room number.
When the man leaves I feel my throat start to feel as if it's closing in on me. Mrs.
Carmen would get mad if i was late, how could I tell her I got detention?
Unless I used the game as my excuse...
I pull out my phone, texting Mrs. Carmen a reasonable message asking for the evening off so I could watch the homecoming game.
By the time the last bell rang Mrs. Carmen had just replied with a simple 'yes'. I couldn't figure out if she seemed annoyed with me, but I wouldn't be surprised if she was. I'd been told by many people back at home how annoying I was, and how much of a bother I am. Maybe she thought the same.
The detention slip is held tight in my hand as I walk towards the door, taking in a deep breath before walking into the silent room.
The teacher was sitting with his arms crossed as he glared at the students.
I look over the class, my eyes freezing on a familiar dark haired devil as I stood in the doorway too shocked to even move.
What was he doing here?