Angelica's POV

I heard a 'psst' come from the person sitting next to me right after I had answered a question from my favorite teacher, Mr. Washington. The person happened to be my enemy. Aka Thomas Jefferson. He was one of the most arrogant guys I know, one who always got in trouble. I looked at him, annoyed. He held out a piece of paper that was crumpled up. I rolled my eyes, taking it.

'Teacher's little bitch' was written on it. I threw a glare at him, his lips curved in a devious smirk. I took my pen out, writing 'some whore's little plaything' on it. I crumpled it back up and placed it in his hand. I saw him read it, his smirk leaving immediately. Soon enough, I was reading 'you're a short little bitch.' I nearly snorted. When did being short become an insult? And compared to him, everyone is short.

Anyway, underneath it I wrote 'you're a colossal dick.' I handed it to him, placing it roughly in his large hand. Jefferson wrote something on the paper, his face blank. He stared at it for a second, then went to scribble it out, but never had the chance. I looked up and saw Mr. Washington reading the paper with the insults littered across it. He raised an eyebrow, making eye contact with me, and then with Jefferson.

"Well, Ms. Schuyler and Mr. Jefferson, since you two are so intent on communicating together, then you shall have the honor of working on your homework together after school this week for detention." I dropped my pencil, and out of the corner of my eye I saw him slouch down in his chair. A few kids 'ohhhhhed' but I cut them off with a glare that could kill.

Mr. Washington went back to teaching the lesson, and as he did Thomas and I ignored each other. The bell rang after what seemed like forever, and I was immediately walking out the door with the class in tow. "Angelica Schuyler, a detention? Really?" One of my best friends, John, teased. I scoffed. "It's his fault. And shut up, okay? If my dad hears, he'll be pissed."

"What are you going to tell him?" I shrugged. "Probably that I'm staying after to help Herc model his new creations." John gave me a suspicious look. "Would your dad really believe that?" I laughed dryly. "Um, yes? Are you saying I can't be a model? For your information, this body is fine af." I snapped my fingers sassily in his face, making him laugh. "Okay then." He snapped, mocking me. I shoved him playfully. "See you around, dork." He snorted as he walked away.

I felt a push on my shoulder, and as I turned around I saw Thomas walking confidently away. I rolled my eyes, annoyed, slamming my locker and heading to my last class of the day.

During class, I didn't really pay attention. It was boring, anyway.

Then the time came for us to go home- well, most of us. Not me or Thomas, since the idiot got us both into detention. I walked to Washington's class, quickly texting my dad that I was staying after to help Hercules.

I walked into the classroom, seeing Washington sitting on his desk, talking to Thomas who was sitting on a chair. I bit my lip, taking the seat next to Thomas. "Ms. Schuyler, welcome. I know this is your first time here, but Mr. Jefferson is definitely an expert on detentions, so he can help you out. I trust you and I have a meeting in Mrs. Washington's room, so I'll be back in about an hour. If either of you are gone, then I will hunt you down, hear me?" We both nodded our heads.

"Okay, well, keep quiet in here, so your homework. I'm letting you two off easy. Oh, and if something happens- just follow your instincts." And with that, Mr. Washington left the room, closing the door behind him. A few minutes of silence passed before Thomas broke it. "The only class I'm earlier than you to is detention." I rolled my eyes. "It's the only class you show up to." Silence again.

I was drawing a picture for art, and I barely noticed my tongue slightly stick out of the corner of my mouth in concentration. I heard the writing from Thomas stop, and then he sighed. The only thing I could hear was my breath and the sound of my pencil scratching against the paper.

About half an hour later, Mr. Washington ran into the room, looking red in the face. He dug for something in his desk as Thomas and I stared at him, mouths open a bit. He must've realized we were there, because when he noticed us, he jumped a bit, his face turning redder. "Uh, hello kids, I'll be back later." He walked out, stopping to whisper something in Thomas' ear. I watched Washington leave, blinking rapidly.

"Meeting my ass." Thomas mumbled. I laughed quietly. He glanced at me, and we kinda stared at each other for a second before going back to work. We worked silently for about ten minutes, before Thomas cursed quietly. He looked at me, a small blush on his cheeks.

"I- uh- well- Angelica- do you mind just- uh- not listen to me for a minute or two?" He asked, obviously embarrassed. I titled my head. "Why?" He swallowed. "Well I kinda have this reputation to keep and this homework assignment has to be done. And I can't do it at home because then my older brother would- uh- my brother has his friends over and I can't really do it then." He rambled. I blinked, surprised that Thomas would show this side of him to me- his enemy.

"Oh, uh, sure?" I turned around, moving over to the desk furthest away from him. "Is this good? I won't listen." I smiled a bit when he nodded hesitantly. Thomas moved over to the desk that was far away from me, glancing back only once. He swallowed, taking out a piece of paper.

I looked down at my paper, continuing the artwork piece. A few moments passed before I heard singing. Like- amazing singing. I looked at Thomas surprised, immediately breaking the promise. My mouth opened slightly, shocked. I didn't know he could sing- hell, I didn't know he liked music. He continued the sweet song that I didn't quite know, his voice ringing out beautifully on the last note. He looked back, his eyes narrowing and his face flushing when he saw me looking at him. "Thomas- oh my god- you have an amazing v-" he cut me off.

"Shut up." He grumbled. "No one knows about that, okay? You heard nothing." I pursed my lips. "Fine. You have my word." He stared at me for a second longer before returning to his work. I couldn't help but stare at him. I watched as his face slowly lost the tension. He looked peaceful. I closed my eyes, remembering how he looked when he sang. He had lost any anger or negative feeling from his face. He looked serene.

This got me thinking. Why did I hate him so much? Because he hates me? Because he's annoying? I don't think that's why I hate him... do I even hate him? My eyes opened at the thought. You like him, a voice said in my mind. I don't. I stared at him longer. I like him. It's true. He looked up, meeting my eyes. We both blushed and looked away.

If anything ever happens- follow your instinct. Mr. Washington's words repeated through my brain. Follow your instincts. My instinct right now is to kiss him. I don't know why.

I looked back at him, meeting his eyes that had been fixed on my face. We stared at each other for a moment before we both stood up and walked towards each other. We reached each other, and he pulled me into a deep kiss, taking my breath away. I kissed back, our mouths moving in perfect form. It's like we were made for each other.

When we finally pulled away, I didn't open my eyes for a while. Eventually, I looked into his dark brown eyes, smiling. "So do we not hate each other anymore?" He asked, smirking. I laughed quietly. "I guess not."

"Can we do it again?" Thomas asked. "Yeah." Immediately his lips captures mine. We moved backwards until my back hit the wall. His hand moved around my waist, and mine moved to his hair.

It was perfect. All until Mr. Washington came back. We broke apart, blushing. He blinked, his eyes darting back and forth between the two of us. He opened his mouth to say something, but decided against it. We were all silent until Mr. Washington cleared his throat awkwardly. "Uh, I'll leave you two to it." He fixed his tie, backing out of the room.

Thomas and I stared at each other for a moment before connecting our lips once more.

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