Chapter 3
“Hey, ready to go?” She asks.
“I have detention, remember?” I reminded her as I closed my locker.
“Oh yeah. That sucks.” She replied, pulling a sad face.
“You have no idea.” I sighed.
“Okay then, Fll see you tomorrow.” She said as she walked away.
“Tomorrow.” I said. waving goodbye. I then walked in the direction of the detention room. I still couldn’t believe that I got detention. I really hope this one small mark on my permanent record won’t affect my chances of getting into medical school.
I reached the door that has ‘Detention Room’ written on it and pulled it open. I noted that only one person was in the room. A boy, who was busy tapping away on his phone. I entered and went to the desk to give my detention slip to the detention supervisor. I then turned around to walk to my seat and almost run into someone who had just entered the room behind me.
“Watch it!” The person growled out and I looked atTound to see Carson Knight.
Carson was the school’s bad boy. He and his group of friends were always in some trouble. Let’s just say he did not care for rules. I was not surprised to see him here. I looked around to see if his friends were also here. but it was only him. Normally, it was the four of hem who got into trouble. After all, they were always creating havoc together.
Right now his hands were bandaged up and he ha cuts and bruises on his face. He was probably in another fight. No surprise there.
“You should also look where you are going.” I snapped.
He stopped in his tracks and turned to face me. “What did you just say to me?” “You heard me.” I said simply.
He scrutinized me for a few seconds, before he smirked. “You sure do have a lot of confidence, little nerd.” He said.
I scoffed. “I’m not a nerd.”
He lifted his eyebrows. “Whatever you say, nerd.” “Douche bag.” I replied, crossing my arms.
“Enough!” The teacher at the desk in front of us snapped. “Please take a seat. Both of you.” He said, pointing his finger in front of him. He looked weary and his eyes were bloodshot.
shivered up and dark looking.
I didn’t know if Allan was home. The garage door was closed, so I didn’t know if his car was there or not. I took a deep breath and walked up to the front door. I opened it with my keys and pushed it open slowly. It made a creaking noise and I groaned. I hope the noise didn’t wake him up. That is, if he was sleeping.
I sighed in relief when I saw that the living room was vacant. I closed the door quietly and walked briskly towards the stairs. I don’t want to take any chances if he was home. However, as soon as I reached the foot of the stairs, I heard a sound behind me. I turned around to see Allan standing at the entrance to the kitchen.
“Where are you coming from?” He demanded. -School.” I answered. He narrowed his eyes at me.
“School ended an hour and a half ago. Where have you been?!” He shouted, moving closer to me. I took a step back.
I didn’t answer. I was trying to calculate in my head how fast I could run up the stairs. Maybe if I took them two at a time. I could make it, I thought to myself. As soon as that idea came to my mind, I brushed it off. Who was I kidding? With my clumsy self, I probably wouldn’t make it up the first two steps.


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