Chapter 2

UNEDITED-

Marisol POV-

After I threw Natasha over the table Mr Davids ran at me almost full speed, tackling me to the ground. He's over 6ft and probably weighs 17 stone.. and I'm 5"9 weighing almost 10.. To say that I got the wind knocked out of me is an understatement, it was as though he thought we were playing rugby and apparently I had the ball.

Sitting outside the principals office is no fun.. especially when I'm sitting in a room across from two sniveling little bitches. After I was tackled and body slammed I had to wait in a teachers office to 'cool off' for 15 minutes. I'm assuming the girls went to the infirmary because one is holding an ice pack to the side of her head, the other holding an ice pack to her elbow. Both with red watery eyes, somehow despite their apparent pain they are still sending death stares my way.

I hope I don't get expelled for this.. There are two teachers sitting between us making sure nobody wants to go for round 2. The principals assistant shook me from my thoughts "Girls.. Mrs Benjamin is ready for you".. I'm glad those intense five minutes are over. I got up from my chair trying not to show any ounce of weakness, though I think Mr Davids has fractured at least one of my ribs. I guess it was my fault for answering with violence in the first place..

As we made our way into the office my mind was blown.. Along with two other sets of parents, sat my father.. Wearing clothes that had been washed and apparently he had taken a shower.. usually I can smell him from here. I can still tell he isn't sober..

"Sit down girls.." The plump, smartly dressed woman gestured to the chairs at the side of her desk, so we would be able to see her and our parents. "Would anyone like to explain what happened?" She asked after we sat down.

"Marisol just came up to us for no reason.." Willow whined..

"And she assaulted Willow with a cafeteria tray she should be expelled.." Natasha chimed in.. The whole time I'm sitting here I keep glancing at my father.. I'm not imagining this. He never answers his phone when I call..

"Did you have a reason?" Mrs Benjamin asked with a raised eyebrow. Her short, permed, dark hair bounced as she turned her head to face me.

"I just, overreacted I'm sorry, I know how serious this is and it won't happen again" I tried to sound as apologetic as I possibly could without grovelling. "I really am sorry" I said to the girls for the benefit of the head mistress and the parents sitting opposite me. The girls scowls only grew.

"Miss White, Miss Day, you can go home now".. The girls and their parents left the room. Mrs Benjamin was about to speak again but my father beat her to it..

"Mrs Benjamin.. Marisol has been under alot of stress since her mother left us.. I haven't been around lately.. it's my fault.. not hers".. He almost sounded as though he was being honest..

"Even so.. Marisol still needs to be punished.." Isn't waking up tomorrow punishment enough?..

"Whatever it is I'll do it.. just please don't expell me" I tried to act at polite as I could.

"This is the first time I have ever had to call you in here for an incident of this nature.. the next time I do.. well the punishment will have to be expulsion. I can't have you going around harming other students.. all of your safety is my top priority.. do you understand?" She asked in her teacher voice.

"I understand.. thank you.." I offered a small smile of thanks, visibly more relaxed at the thought that I can still finish my education.. even if it is here, with them.

"As for your punishment you will attend one hour detention everyday for the rest of the week.. starting today, your lucky their parents are forgiving or we could have a lawsuit on our hands, they wanted a genuine apology and you gave them one"... All I can think is, what am I going to do about work?.. hopefully they can cover for me.. I won't be able to pick the boys up either..

I could only accept my punishment with gratitude.. my father thanked and shook Mrs Benjamin's hand before we both left the room. After we were out of earshot from everyone, infront of the doors to leave the building I turned to face him.. "I need you to pick the boys up today.." I spoke like he was beneath me, I'm just so exhausted.. "I'll have to find someone else for the rest of the week but-"

"I'll do it.. I can do it.." he nodded to himself..

"Are you sure?.. I can ring uncle Allan" I offered.. I already feel like this is a bad idea.. what if he forgets.. we will have social services on our case in no time.

"I said!-" he raised his voice reverting back to his usual ways before he remembered where we were and shut his mouth, looking around to see if anyone heard.. I don't think they did..

"They are the only thing I have left.. if you-"

"I'm not going to forget.. I swear" He seems to mean what he says, but I've heard this shit before.. for soccer games and recitals.. competitions, award ceremonies. We just stopped trying to involve him. I only nodded in response.

I was about to walk away when my father grabbed my arm gently to stop me. "Don't touch me" I spoke calmly, moving my arm out of his grasp..

"Okay.." he held his hands up for a second before putting them back down and nervously glancing around again.. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry"..he almost whispered now.

"I'm late for class, I better go." I sighed before I walked away not looking back.

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I was early for detention.. now I'm sitting here in an empty classroom on the back row, drawing doodles in my notepad.. the sound of footsteps made me look up.. Alexa stopped when we made eye contact, but she quickly looked to a desk parallel to me, went to it and sat down. I wonder why she's here? I continued drawing as more students entered the room, some I recognised and some I didn't. I wasn't paying attention honestly.

"Right.." Came a deep voice from out of nowhere demanding our attention. I looked up to find Mr Davids standing at the front of the class. Please don't say I have to spend an hour everyday with him.. "First of all I expect better from every one of you.. secondly if you don't have work to complete you can come to me and get some.."...A couple of people decided it was time to talk.. "No talking!"..He shouted causing everyone to look up including me.. my mind kept wondering back to my father, did he pick up the boys? are they safe?.

Almost half way through detention I felt eyes on me.. I looked over to see Alexa staring at me.. as soon as our eyes met she looked down to her paper and continued her work. I looked up again a few minutes later and found her looking at me again. What is her problem?..

"I need to pop out for a few minutes" Mr Davids announced "I know I can trust you all to behave.." He said as he began walking out of the classroom, closing the door behind him. Almost everyone began talking straight away in hushed voices.

"Swap with me.." I heard Alexa whisper to someone..

Arty who was sat on the table next to me began to get up from his chair.. I didn't look up to see the shuffling. After it stopped I looked up to Alex to see her looking at me again from her new seat. "What do you want?"..

"Are you alright?" She asked, tucking her long blonde hair behind her ear as she spoke in a hushed voice.

"I'm fine" I brushed her off.. continuing my amazing doodle of a dragon destroying a whole town.. this town.

"You're not fine." She spoke softly as not to push me.

I looked up with furrowed brows.. "Whatever I say is only going to travel back to your friends.. I would really appreciate it if you could 'all' just leave me alone.."

"You have to talk to someone even if it's not me".. What on earth is she talking about?.

"What?" I almost laughed as I looked up to her. She looked a little stumped. "Alexa.. what are you talking about?" I asked when she wouldn't offer an explanation.. what is she hiding?.

"Nothing.. just.. forget it".. I was about to ask again but Mr Davids entering the room delayed the inevitable.. After detention was finally over I waited outside the school gates for Alexa, who was surprised to see me waiting. "What are you doing?" she asked confusedly.

"What were you talking about before?".. If she does know something, the last thing I need is her going off telling everyone. And if she does tell everyone, it might sting a little less to know what's coming.

"Really it doesn't matter.." She brushed it off continuing to walk.. I kept up with her pace..

"Just tell me what it is" I demanded.. "If its about me I deserve to know.." I couldn't help but sound a little defeated.. it's been a long day.

She stopped dead in her tracks to turn to me.."What happened to your eye?" she asked in a serious tone.

"I fell over at work.." I said with a hint of cowerdess.

"Sol.. what happened to your eye?"..

"I just told you, I fell over at work.."

"Explain it to me.. how did you fall over?"..

"I was walking, I tripped, the table" I stumbled over my words.. "Why the fuck do you care?" I asked sounding more hurt than I'd intended.. most people bring out the worst in me.

"Just because we don't talk anymore doesn't mean I stopped caring.. you were the one that pushed 'me' out remember?.."... I pushed everyone away.

"You didn't exactly make it hard.." I almost scoffed.

"I told you I was sorry".. After my mother died, when I had returned to school.. I told one person that my mother 'wasn't around anymore'.. Somehow it got out to the whole school. Since I only told one person it didn't take me long to figure out it was Alex.. If I couldn't even trust my best friend, how could I ever trust anyone else?.

"None of that matters.. I just want to know what your hiding.."...

"This isn't about what 'I'm' hiding.." She shook her head.

"Just say it.." I almost shouted frustratedly.. I'm loosing my patience.

"I heard you talking with your dad.. that's why you hit Willow.. because you heard what she said.. because it's true".. How will I ever talk my way out of this one?.. 'No I broke my tray over Willows head because she's a bitch?' 'She looked at me funny?' or maybe 'I was just letting off steam and her head looked like a good target to channel some of my aggression..' I guess that's true, it did feel good to get them back.. even if I have to pay for it.

NOTES-

This chapter is a little shorter, I just wanted to write something. I hope your enjoying it, not sure how I'm doing as always. The introduction is a little longer than my other story. Maybe that's a good thing, maybe it isn't, either way I didn't plan for it, it's just happening like this. I have no idea what's going to happen in the next chapter, we shall see.

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