TWENTY-EIGHT
"You will be sitting here in silence until I come back." The principle sternly ordered us, stomping off to the bathroom. I was currently a quarter past four and there was only an hour till detention ended. I can't wait for this hell to be over. Aside from the fact that this detention was incredibly awkward, with Skylar glancing at me every two seconds causing me to have a mini heart-attack, I managed to get quite a lot of homework one.
"So...maybe now is a good opportunity to tell me who you really are?" Skylar broke the silence causing my head to snap in his direction, looking at his gorgeous face.
"Maybe it isn't." I told him rather rudely, praying that he would pry any further.
"Maybe it is. Come on, tell me who you are, it can't be that bad." He taunted further smirking slightly. Him and his stupid, pink, kissable lips.
"You know what fine. What do you want first? The bad news or the bad news?" I give in, hoping that telling the truth will either make him forgive me, instead of hating me forever.
"The bad." He replies, chewing on his lip anxiously.
"Well, you see...about 5 weeks ago I was in the library and was looking for a book. The Hush Hush series by Becca Fitzpatrick to be exact. I then say a little note peeking out of the bookshelves and curiosity got to me, I read it and what do you know. It's the Therapist Hater." I told him bluntly, shutting the book I was previously reading (before he came and spoke to me that is) and looked at him straight in the eye.
"So that's it?! Why were you so scared in the first place?" He asked incredulously, his sea-green eyes widening.
Just wait till you find about how my parents kill your dad and sister, give your mum a broken spine, cause you to have broken elbows, broken legs, and an almost broken neck. All on the way to your holiday house. Not to mention, I just found your girlfriend snogging my best friend's ex-boyfriend in the toilet. Telling him that I was the Love Hater wasn't the hard part. This is.
Just breathe and tell him. The sooner you get it over and done with the better. What if I didn't have to tell him!? He deserves some closure. Tell him.
"You see..." I begin, watching his face morph from humor to seriousness.
This is gonna be bad. Really bad.
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