The New Girl

{50} Detention, being naive, and clear

Great. I'm off to detention. This won't make my day any better than it is. Yeah, people know about last night. I shivered remembering it. I feel like it never even happened...if only that was true. Not as much people know as I thought would. But still.

My plan is to sit as far away from Zayn as I can. Hopefully my plan will work out this time. It seems whenever I have a plan, Zayn twists it into something else. In a negative way of course. I continue walking to room 414. I have no clue how detention works. I have to get one once in my life. So i hope this will be my last. I still feel extremely bad whenever I go against the school rules. Unlike...other...people.

I turn the door-nob and everyone looks at me. Harry!? Carson!? Why is there a ton of people here!? Oh gosh...they probably got busted for sneaking out! They got caught for once. It sort of made me want to laugh. No offense to them.

A seat in the back of the room caught my eye. Perfect. I can be a loner in the corner. I rush back there and avoid eye contact with people I know. Cough cough, Harry. The teacher is about to talk when Zayn rushes through the door. Everyone looks from him to me. Shit, I act like I'm busy playing with my hands. The only seat for Zayn that's left is in the front, thank the Lord!

"Alright. Sit silently. I'm going to pick a couple of you to clean the classrooms. The rest have to sit silently and watch the clock, for an hour. Silently." The annoying teacher orders.

I already hate this. Can't we work on homework or something? Guess that's our punishment...we just have to sit for an hour. No one I recognize gets to go clean classrooms. Personally, I think that'd be more time consuming than this.

The clock is...so...slow...I...can't...take...it. It's been only ten minutes too. The teacher is turned around and writing something on the board. I realize Harry is trying to get my attention. As much as I want to ignore him, I'm bored and can't. I squint my eyes as he keeps mouthing something.

I mouth back 'WHAT' for literally the 50th time and Harry cracks up...as quietly as he can. A smile erupts on my face, seeing him laugh. I want to let out a laugh so bad...but I'd get killed. I motion for Harry to turn back around and he does as I say. His head flings back around when...

"Grace Ross, I'm sorry." Zayn stands up.

I look back and forth from the teacher to Zayn standing up. Why is he doing this? My heart is beating so fast. I feel like all the pressure is on me at the moment. Harry's jaw dropped as he stares at me.

"Zayn! Back in your seat!" The teacher snaps and Zayn plops down.

Whew...I sat there breathing heavily. I wouldn't of known what to say if the teacher wasn't in the room. He is gutsy. Zayn will most likely get another detention because of this. The rest of detention I watch as Harry glares at Zayn. He glares at the teacher too. To make put it simple, Harry just looks pissed all of a sudden.

"One hour is up. You can go now."

YES! I sat in my seat for a little longer, hoping I wouldn't have to face anyone. But Zayn stayed right in his seat...waiting with me. Harry probably went to Ella. I decide to just risk it. I get up and rush towards the door. Good. Now I just have to go back to my dorm and be done with this horrible day.

"Where are you going?" Zayn asks quietly.

He's walking behind me. I roll my eyes. He's always there when I don't want him to be. That won't make me stop though. I continue walking and can tell he's still following. Maybe we should talk this out. There is no way I will ever forgive him and he should know that. I don't need him bothering me anymore.

"Ok. I'll listen to you." I suddenly say.

His eyes widen, "Ok..like, I'm sorry for detention and last night."