Lane Three • Chapter Three | "So, basically netflix and chill?"

welcome to another chapter written by josh but completely rewritten by amazingalpacalypse

edit: HAHAHAH THAT'S ONE WAY TO PUT IT. -a.a.

Highway Into Detention

Corinne's POV.

After a long day of moans and grunts, I finally got through it. Goodbye, Él Desperadó, hello empty house! I wake up and look at my phone. 5:31 am. Nope. Too early. Going back to bed.

After loads of tossing and turning, I decided to get up. Other than some sauce from the leftover mac and cheese, there were drops of mayonaisse..? on my bedsheets from the hoagie I vaguely remember eating. I took my finger and licked the droplets of mayonaisse on my bedsheets.

Nope. Nooooope. That was not mayonaisse.

I suddenly remember seeing Mom and her client barge into my room, drunken in lust, smothering their sweaty naked bodies on each other, I squealed and slithered out of my bed and scuttled to my mom's room.

Well, rather than remorsing on that sadly quite frequent experience, I get ready for school. I pull myself out of Mom's grand fuckbed and trudge to my room where I take a short shower, shave my legs and brush my teeth. Today, I decide to wear something edgy. I grab a black tank top and slip that on, followed by a white, metallic jacket. Then, I wear old black jeans that were torn to become shorts. Topping it off, I just wear my regular ol' combat boots. I brush on some foundation and draw on eyebrows before simply wingin' it with eyeliner and slapping on lip balm.

"Done," I tell myself. I grab my bag and walk out the door sluggishly.

I reach school early, for once. I reach the metal cage they call a locker and take my books. At that moment, a bulky figure leaned against the locker beside mine. Sigh, do I really have to deal with this arrogant prick? Again? I slam my door closed and walk the direction away from John. But he snatches my arm and twirls me around.

"What do you want, John," I snap. His stale blue eyes actually held an emotion that time: hurt. Who cares, though?

"I was going to ask you yesterday, if you were free this week. I wanted to take you to, like, a movie..." he droned on and on about stupid date plans. I paid no attention, until I saw The Ashlee Morrisson start walking to us, envy painted on her face. Just then, a fabulous idea concocted in my mind. I smirked.

When The Ashlee Morrisson came to hearing range, I said, articulately and clearly, "No, John, I will not tickle your pickle. But, hey, maybe Ashlee can! She looks more than willing." I grabbed her arm and place her in front of me. She looks outstanded, and John looks petrified and scornful towards Ashlee. I grinned at them. "Go ahead, work it out together!"

I sauntered away happily to my Literature class, winking at Kat who was surreptitiously peeking behind the classroom door. She shook her head, amused and hid back into the torture room of a Chem Lab.

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I didn't remember much of Chem Class but I did remember something along the lines about insulting Mr. Reed about how much he was like Albert Einstein but with no brain cells. I didn't know what to expect, but as the great teacher he is, he gave me a detention slip. Guess who has to stay two hours after school!

Yay me.

Katriece walks by me and gives me a high-five and winks at me, "Good job, dork." and then proceeds to give me a noogie. I always saw myself as the younger sister around her.

"Hey, thats just me." I reply with a wink.

"So, I'm planning to squirt whipcream on Mr. Reed's egghead, you up?" Kat replied with a devilish smirk forming on her face.

"Won't that get you in detention?" I punched Kat's arm playfully.

"Well, I'll do anything to spend time with my best friend... And to embarrass Mr. Reed!"

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Authors' Note:

T1JG: wow such rewrite not much josh write
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-T1JG xx

A.A.: pssh don't lie josh xD gahaha you still do most of the thinking.

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed that chap.

- amazingalpacalypse x

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