Mitchell and I arrived a little late to school. "I can't believe you brought these with you" I questioned, Mitchell was carrying a huge bin bag of porn that his dad got rid of. We walked down the hallway he's arm around my neck and mine around his waist.

"What? Dad wants to get rid of 'em" he replied

"could've just sold it" I laughed.

"Oh yeah" he whispered.

"Had you not thought of that?" I laughed.

Mitchell has grown his hair out a little, I love it, it's so much more attractive, I didn't think it was possible for him, but apparently it is. We'd both gotten taller (obviously) and I'd gotten more piercings; two lip piercings, three cartilage piercings and a belly button piercing. I dip dyed my hair, black at the roots blonde at the end, a little ombré action.

Also let's just say I had to start buying wayyy bigger bras.

I now wear black ripped jeans to school, if anyone says anything I just tell them a sob story on how my mum kicked me out.

Mitchell kicked the door of our favourite classroom and we both waltzed in.

"Oi oi willy wanker!" Mitchell greeted the sad excuse for a teacher.

"My dads just nicked an iPad and he's throwing out all his old porn, who wants what?" He asked nonchalantly.

"Sweet Mitchell, my rock" Alfie beamed.

~~

"Love, you can't just pitch up and dump your shit on my property" Mitchell complained. "Or sit in my girls seat"

"Gypsy kings changed his tune" Stephen commented.

"Shut up your noise!" The new girl snapped.

"Woah, let's just calm down" Alfie tried to stop us from ripping her throat out.

"Sir, she's disrupting the class" Mitchell complained.

"Well that's the pot calling the kettle bla-"

"Say it, I dare you" the girl dared.

"Similar colour to itself?" Alfie continued.

"And you are?"

"Cleopatra"

"Oh, cleopatra coming at ya"

"The fuck you on about?" I spoke. "I don't know"

"Fuck off, burglar bill" Cleopatra snapped making everyone laugh. "She's good" I smiled.

"You are?" She turned to me. "Katie, The girl who sits here" I sarcastically laughed, indicating my seat.

"fine, I'll sit next to the chubby virgin" she said indicating sitting next to Joe and walked towards him.

"The fuck you just say?" I asked, Mitchell wrapped his arms around me pulling me back. I always want to protect my friends, everyone knows that.

"Woah woah woah! Leave it! Babe calm down" Mitchell ordered. I sighed and calmed down. I sat down and put my feet up on the desk.

"That ones got a tongue on her" Stephen commented pointing to Cleopatra.

"What'd you say little miss gel pen?"

"Which skip did you find that weave in?"

"Bitch"

"Bin dipper"

"Guys please be quiet" Alfie pleaded.

Mitchell ignored Alfie and picked up Cleopatras bag about to throw it at her, as she hadn't moved it. "Don't touch my shit!" She yelled as he tried to move her bag. "What are you gonna do about it?"

"Mitch! Just leave it!" I spoke, just wanting to sit down. "Just sit down!"

"Touch my shit and I will end you!" Cleopatra snapped.

"Split-end you" Stephen added.

They both began to fight, pulling the bag away from each other. "Fight fight fight!" Everyone, except me, chanted.

"Alright, unless you sit down I will write on the board the name of a character who dies in game of thrones season five!" Alfie yelled. They ignored him.

"You Wouldn't dare!" I snapped. "Wouldn't I?"

Mitchell and Cleopatra we're still fighting.

"Right! R" Alfie exclaimed as he wrote on the board.

Stephen screamed. Mitchell angrily let go of the bag "Oh you silly prick"

"A"

Stephen screamed again.

Mitchell began to walk towards Alfie. I rushed up to him and pulled him back.

"Baby, leave it."

"But he's a prick" he whined.

"I know come on" I pulled him back to his seat and he finally sat down.

"Don't call me Cleopatra by the way" she turned to me. "Cleo is good"

"Alright"

Mitchell put his head on my chest and I rubbed his back as he was very annoyed with Alfie.

"Look what you've done to him" I snapped at Alfie.

"Want another letter?"

He turned around and I took a rubber band from my wrist, I've been practicing my aim over the holidays.

I pulled it back aimed and fired. It hit him right in the back of the neck, already leaving a mark. Alfie shrieked in pain and turned around.

I smiled and put my feet back up on the desk.

~~

"So you two are datin'?" Cleo asked at our break (idk what they actually call it 😂 it's what I call it)

"Yeah" I smiled.

"Your hair is gorg my the way babe" Stephen commented.

"Thanks" I smiled.

"And the piercings make you look way more badass" Chantelle added.

"Joe, why have you done a Britney by the way?" I asked.

"Mum said I have nits, it's the only way to get rid of them." He sighed.

"You could just brush them out? Or wash your hair?" I laughed.

"And who's that? He's been starin' at you for a good ten minutes" Cleo pointed to Grayson who was watching Mitchell and I again.

"Her ex" Stephen replied for me.

"You went from that to that? Girl you need some standards"

"Nope, I got the best standards in the world" I replied looking up at Mitchell who had his arm around my neck again. He hummed and kissed me.

"Blurgh" Cleo complained.

~~