Being sleep deprived was the worst way to start a school morning.

I rolled out of bed and sent a message to Jacob. He needed to drive us to her house and I could sure do with a lift today. I just want to sleep. Maybe I can get a few minutes in the car.

Emma needed to go home, shower and get dressed for school. It didn't look good to turn up to school in last nights outfit.

I wish I could borrow Emma some clothes but we weren't the same size. She was tiny in comparison to me. I put on the first items I grabbed and put my hair up in a ponytail. I was too scared to look in the mirror. I probably look like a zombie with the bags under my eyes. I feel like a zombie so it probably fitting to look like one.

I couldn't stomach to eat anything so I made my way straight out the house but greeting my parents, who had just got up, before I left. Emma also made her way out with me.

Jacob was sitting in the driver's seat with his hands and head rested on the steering wheel. His raven hair was a mess. His t-shirt was ruffled. He looked like how I felt.

"Morning," I mumbled. He just grunted in return. I jumped into the passenger seat, putting Jacob's shirt on my lap. Emma sat with her head against the window as she tried to deal with her hangover. Jacob rubbed his eyes before he started driving towards Emma's house. I dozed off for a bit.

Jacob's sharp breaking shook us all. We arrived at Emma's house. She jumped out the car and made her way into the house. Jacob's then drove off. I yawned.

"Where we going?" I mumbled.

"Calvin," was his one word reply. I'm not a morning person either, buddy.

I decided to get a few more minutes of sleep. This actually turned into a nap. I was shook awake by Jacob. His shirt was on me like a blanket. Emma and Calvin had already jumped out the car. Apparently, whilst I was asleep, Jacob had finish collecting everyone. I handed him his shirt and mumbled a thanks.

I felt a lot better after my nap but was still half asleep. Jacob mumbled something about hiding in the library to catch up on his sleep, he was lucky to have a free period this morning. I strolled to my locker and slowly started sorting through my stuff. I shut my locker once I was done and leaned my head against it. Only two more lessons until my free period. Then I can really sleep. You can do this.

My internal motivational speech was interrupted by someone slamming a locker closer by. I groaned. What idiot is asking to die?

I looked up to find the culprit to give him a piece of my mind. He was already looking at me.

"Aww, look if it isn't Ella! I wonder where you were last night. Your friend Emma was such a good slut last night, she nearly started stripping for us if you didn't interrupt. Maybe next time you can join her." The idiot said. His friend was laughing like a hyena.

I stared at him and blinked once. Then twice. He looked familiar but I couldn't remember his name. Might as well refer to him as the idiot because that's what he is.

"Aww Ella, why don't you give us a show now?" The idiot egged on before laughing as if he told the world's greatest joke.

I did what any person with common sense would do. I took a stepped forward and waited. He stopped laughing eventually.

Then I punched him.

He stumbled back a bit and before regaining his balance. He literally asked for it. Sexist pig!

"You little bit-" he started before stopping. The idiot was holding his face in hands.

Jacob casually slung his arm around my shoulder. I can imagine him glaring at them. It pays to have the residential bad boy as your friend.

"Come on man, it's not worth it..." His friend mumbled before dragging him in the opposite direction. It's a shame I didn't get to see the damage I inflicted.

"I leave you for five minutes and you start causing fights," Jacob said once those idiots were out of sight.

"Yep, especially when they ask for it," I responded. I hope that bitch bruises.

"That's my job! Don't even think about stealing it! Now let's see your hand," he replied as he reached down to check it. Calvin walked up to us with a coffee cup in his hands. He probably stole his father's cup.

"What's up?" He said with a bit of more life. He looked at my hand.

"Ouch! Who managed to piss you off so earlier in the morning?" He asked. He knew me so well.

"Just some idiot asking for it. It's just a bit bruised, I'll be fine," I replied indifferently. If only you knew how much it actually hurt.

"Come on, let's go get you some ice," Calvin grabbed my bag whilst ushering us towards the office area. I wasn't saying no to something to numb this pain.

We ended up skipping first period to ice my knuckles. It's not like I was going to pay attention to class anyway and they had a free period. What rebels they were. Skipping a free period.

We discussed yesterday party and the major events that occurred. Boys were also gossipers! Turned out that the two girls, that had been on the table as I left, ended up starting a strip show. Jacob and Calvin, who was only tipsy, had to take them off the table to stop them from carrying on. So that's what the idiot was on about.

I decided to go to the second period, which was English. I parted ways with the guys and made my way to class. When I was close, Jacob stopped.

"Ella!" He paused to catch is breathe, "The original reason for looking for you earlier was because you left your phone in the car," he said before handing my phone over to me. Jacob already started walking in the other direction. I totally forgot about my phone.

"Jacob! Thanks!" I called over the crowd that he was slowly disappeared into. I checked my notifications to see that I had two messages. The first message was:

If you need ice later on, just tell me. -Calvin

The other message was sent 10 minutes from CC:

Get detention today.
-CC

At least I don't have to do any exercise this time. I could even nap in detention. I settled down in my seat and waited for the English teacher to arrive. Our English teacher was pretty cool. She would let us write outside the box and was open to many ideas compared to the typical narrow minded teachers you'd get.

She arrived five minutes after the bell. Everyone was already waiting and chatting among each other. I, on the other hand, was thinking of a way to get detention. We didn't have homework so that was out of the question and I couldn't be asked to be the centre of attention.

Our English teacher started off the lesson talking more about all the things we were to do today. In the middle of the sentence she paused. That got everyone's attention. She was staring at the idiot. He had a black eye. No wonder he looked familiar.

"What happened to your eye," she asked. Yes, she was one of those teachers.

"Miss, I...umm.. Walking into a door..?" The idiot didn't even sound convincing.

"A door? Oh I see.." She replied. A light bulb went off in my mind. This was my chance!

"Actually, I punched the little bitch earlier because he was being a sexist bastard," I spoke up. Some of my classmates started laughing. A few of them were actually clapping. Should I bow?

Our teacher looked like she was trying not to laugh too. She tried to keep a straight face but you could see the amusement in her eyes. She's probably going to have loads of fun telling all the other teachers in the staff room today.

"Ella! I'm going to have to give you detention for that!" She eventually got out. She went to her desk and started writing out the detention slip. I wonder what she was writing me up for?

"No foul language will be tolerated in this class!" She said to everyone. She tried to hide the smile on her face but you could still see it. Seems like she had waited for this day too...

I got up to get my detention slip. I held the blue piece of paper as if it was a trophy and bowed before skipped back to my seat. The class broke out in laughter for the second time.

Mission accomplished.

~*~

I would've punched him too.