Yawning I wake up for school, I check the time and rush out of bed.

Fuck! I must have knocked out.

I slip my sweater on and grab my jeans putting half of them on I run out my room to the bathroom, but as I try to pull my jeans up I trip and fall over landing on my face.

"Ouch!" I groan.

"What are you doing?" Derek asks confused.

I push myself up off the floor and pull up the rest of my jeans "what do you think, I'm getting ready for school," I say pulling up my zipper.

"So is this how you always get ready for school?" He asks folding his arms.

"No! I'm just getting late now move out my way," I say hurriedly while pushing him out the way.

Something wraps around my small wrist pulling me back, turning me around I bump into Derek's chest.

I look up to see Derek shooting his dark piercing eyes down at me. I gulp and try to pull my wrist out of his hold.

"You better watch the way you talk to me next time," he says tightening his grip around my wrist.

"Ouch," wince in pain.

I try to pry Derek's hand off me but only tightens his grip.

"Ow oww Derek your hurting me," I say tears forming in my eyes.

All of a sudden he twists my arm making me scream in pain as I fall to the floor yet he still has my arm twisted.

"Ow Derek ow stop. Stop Derek it hurts," I cry.

He twists it a little more receiving another scream from me.

"You still haven't apologised," he say darkly.

"I-I I'm so-sorryy," I hiccup through cries.

He instantly releases me and walks away, I hold my arm rubbing it but I'm pretty sure that's not gonna be much help.

I look down at my wrist to see his fingerprints stamped in red.

I scurry to the bathroom and shut the door, breathing heavily and wiping my tears I continue to do my business and wash my face and brush my teeth.

I sneakily tip toe back to my room to do my makeup and grab my bag.

I arrive at school ten minutes late, speed walking to my class I take a deep breath and open the door to my English class room.

The whole class goes silent as everyone stares at me.

I swallow my saliva gathering in my mouth and walk up to Mr King "sorry I'm late sir," I say apologetically.

"It's fine, go take your seat," he says dryly. I look up surprised as so does the class.

No detention?

"Bu-but sir, Thomas came in five minutes late how does he have detention?" A girl asks in her overly squeaky, annoying voice.

Yet I look at him for his answer too.

"Because I make the rules here, now Scarlett go take your seat," he says slightly annoyed at the girl.

I sit in my seat next to Adam who still seems unbothered to talk to me, but I don't really care the way he acted before was unacceptable.

I look around the class as I feel someone staring in my direction.

I notice Devon staring intensely at me, I stare back at him hoping he'll look away yet he doesn't.

Is he even looking at me?

I turn to look at Adam leaning back on his seat "what you looking at?" He asks aggressively.

"Nothing-nothing," I say quickly.

Adam looks over at Devon and notices Devon looking at him "the fuck is he looking at?" Adam says angrily.

They both are literally having a staring contest and I'm in between them.

Adam suddenly jumps up from his seat slamming his hands on the table startling me and the class.

He storms over to Devon "what the fuck is your problem!" Adam shouts at him.

The whole class is just watching in amusement.

Devon abruptly stands up making his seat fall on the ground, he grabs Adam by his shirt and punches him square in the face.

I gasp in shock, why are they fighting?

Adam throws a punch at Devon landing on his jaw, Devon instantly leaps over his desk making Adam fall on the floor. Devon sits on top of Adam throwing punches and many are landing perfectly.

Adam wraps his legs around Devon swiftly turning them over so Adam is now on top. Adam throws multiple punches catching Devon by surprise, Devon keeps his hands up guarding his face and sneakily throws some shots.

Mr king jumps in and grabs Adam pulling him off of Devon"both of you have detention!" Mr king raises his voice at the two boys standing with bruised and bloody faces.

The whole class stare at me curious, why you looking at me wondering?

I'm as much shocked as they all are.