Chapter 17 DISCIPLINE REFERRAL [Day 2]
I walked to the school's office, since the principal had notified me that I had to sign in before I went to I.S.S. I walked up to a random teacher in the office.
“Excuse me, but where do I sigh in before I go to I.S.S?” I asked politely.
The teacher scowled at me and pointed at the old secretary. I mentally rolled my eyes, not her again. I stomped up to her desk. She was doing work and writing again, totally unaware of me standing in front of her.
I cleared my throat, but of course she totally ignored me. I tapped my foot impatiently and tapped her desk impatiently. I cleared my throat again.
“Excuse me,” I said trying to sound patient.
She ignored me again. I felt like groaning in frustration, but I knew I couldn't. I stood there tapping on her desk with my fingernails. She sighed and finally looked up to me looking bored out of her mind.
“Um, excuse me. I got a Discipline Referral-”
“Good for you,” she interrupted sarcastically and went back to her work.
I should’ve known she was going to say that.
“Excuse me, but where do I sign in? I mean, before I go to I.S.S?” I asked politely.
“Where do you think?” She replied rudely without looking up to look at me.
I groaned aloud in frustration. Not again.
“Ma’am, please! I really need to know.” I was as polite as I could’ve been.
She looked up and gave me a flat look, before going back to her work. Heartless bitch. I noticed a whiteboard marker on her desk, so being the nice nerd I was, I took it and helped her sign me in. I pushed her aside, and wrote ‘ROSALINE SIGNING IN’ on her computer screen. With that, I tossed the marker on her lap as she stared at me in shock, and I walked straight out of the office.
I couldn’t care less if I got in more trouble.
I walked straight to the I.S.S room. As I walked in, I was greeted with a paper ball flying straight at my head.
Luckily, I ducked right in time. If only I could duck like that in P.E…
The paper ball flew out the door and hit a random person outside. I quickly shut the door behind me and scanned the room. Ricky was throwing paper balls all over the place while Justin was grinning at his phone like an idiot.
Axel was nowhere to be seen and the teacher who was supposed to be watching us was sleeping on his desk just like yesterday with his earphones plugged into his ears. No wonder these guys didn’t mind in school suspension at all.
I walked to the desk I sat at yesterday and slumped into my seat. There were no other windows in the room besides from the small one on the balcony door, and I was bored out of my mind. There were only stupid posters around the room about discipline and crap like that.
There was absolutely nothing to do, so I decided to take a little nap. I laid my head down on the desk and covered my head with my arms.
Smack!
Smack!
Smack!
My eyes shot open immediately. I lifted my head up to see what it was. Ricky was aiming the paper balls at me. When he saw me looking at him, he gave me a sheepish smile and started aiming them at Justin who gave him the finger.
Ricky then sighed and walked over to me. I tried to ignore him but he sat on my desk and leveled his face inches away from mine.
“Watcha' doing?” he asked.
I just ignored him and avoided eye contact.
“You're ignoring me.”
I ignored him again and looked around the room. Why did they allow to let students get this bored?
“Why are you ignoring me?” he pouted.
I didn’t bother to reply.
“Rosaline.”
I kept ignoring him. I still remembered every word he said to me.
“Rosie?”
Don't give in.
He made a puppy face that every girl would fall for, one that even I fell for once. But never again would I be that stupid and ignorant to fall for a stupid player like him.
I thought it was my fault at first.
I thought that I didn't please him enough.
I thought about going back and begging for him, even after I dumped him, but thankfully Jaxon talked some sense into me. Jaxon was always there for me. Through my ups and downs.
He was kind of like the brother I never had. But I was attracted to him. He was undeniably cute and adorable, but I had a thing for bad boys… specifically Axel.
But he did have a reason for being bad. He just wanted his mom to leave the step dad, and wanted to go live with his dad, that's all. Back to California. I frowned at the thought. He couldn't go back…
He was mine, yet he wasn’t.
I shook my head to clear my thoughts. No he couldn't move back. His mom was keeping him here and there was no way he was going back. A pair of fingers snapped in front of my face, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I shook my head and looked up. Ricky was looking down at me with a guilty expression on his face. He gave me a sad smile and gave me a questioning look. I cocked an eyebrow at him.
“So, what do you think?” he asked hesitantly.
“Think about what?”
“What I just said,” he replied in a 'duh' tone.
“Uh, I-I-”
“You weren’t listening…”
Why was I so afraid of admitting that? “You knew,” I laughed nervously. Why couldn’t I just tell him up front I didn’t give a damn about what he had to say?
“Rosaline… I know you like I know the back of my hand.”
I backed away and shook my head, “you assume you do, but you don’t. You don’t know a damn thing about me.”
“Your favorite color is blue, your best friend is Jaxon-”
“Anyone could guess that, Ricky. That’s not going to get you in my pants- nothing will.”
“Let me finish what I have to say,” he snapped. “You hate your stepmom, your real mom left when you were small, you’re rich as hell because your dad works all the time, and you’re becoming a rebel because of how strict your stepmom is.”
Did my ex boyfriend just try to summarize who I was in one short paragraph?
“You only have two friends, you like reading cringey romance novels, you’re too afraid to talk to guys, and you’re closed as fuck- it’s quite annoying actually.”
“You’ve only scratched the surface.”
Before Ricky could say another word, Axel appeared out of nowhere. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans and a white tee which clung tightly onto his perfectly sculpted body.
He gave me a small smile and sat down in his usual seat. His eyes looked at me with… sympathy? Did he feel sorry for me? How much did he actually hear? Comparing both our lives, I'm not sure whose life was sadder. I looked back at Ricky.
His grayish-bluish eyes were pleading into mine. Why did he want another chance all of a sudden? I fell for them many times, and I promised myself never again. I forced myself to brushed off the fact that he knew and remembered a few facts about me and smirked cruelly at him.
“And I know a thing or two about you too. You don't care about anyone. You’re observant, you pretend you care, but you don’t. You don’t care about anything unless it benefits you in some way. You use girls for sex, and you use guys for popularity and to hook you up. You’re a pathetic excuse for a guy. You’re a fuckboy.”
His mouth was in an 'O' shape, and his eyes flashed with nothing but anger and hatred. He narrowed his eyes at me and moved closer to me, but someone stopped him.
“Get any closer to the girl and you won't be able to fuck another chick for the rest of your life.”
The voice gave me butterflies and made my heart pound against my chest crazily. I turned around to look at Axel. His intensely green eyes were narrowed at Ricky and his body was in a striking position. He was ready to bounce right off his seat and beat the living shit out of Ricky.
“What are you going to do? Knee me in the balls like she did?” He laughed.
Axel kept his eyes narrowed at Ricky and smirked.
“I thought you didn't have any.”
Ricky's jaw dropped to the floor. A small giggle escaped my lips before I contained it. Axel’s lip perked up a bit, before returning to its serious position. Ricky kept his glare on Axel.
He then shut his mouth and balled up his fists to his sides. Axel lounged in his seat and folded his arms behind his head. He swung his feet onto the desk then sighed while looking up at Ricky.
“Thinking of a comeback pretty boy? I can just hear the gears grinding up inside your little head of yours.”
Ricky eyes held nothing but hatred now. His face was red as a tomato and his fists were balled up on his sides.
“Say another word and you’re going down, pussy.” He hissed through his teeth.
Axel yawned lazily and stretched a little.
“How long did it take you to come up with that? A day? Two days? A week-”
Ricky cut him off, “shut the fuck up! I don't want to have a problem with you; I'm just here to talk to the nerd.”
“You pick on her; you have a problem with me. Leave her alone,” his tone was so threatening.
Ricky glared at Axel, “What the fuck is your problem? Why is she so important to you?”
“She isn't,” Axel replied simply.
My heart shattered. My stomach twisted painfully. No, I couldn’t cry in front of them.
“Then why are you helping her?” Ricky asked raising an eyebrow.
Axel got onto his feet, “because I feel like it.”
“You’re just trying to get some.”
“I’m not like you. I don’t fuck anyone.”
Ricky laughed, “pussy!”
“Quit reminding us, we get it. You have one.”
Ricky looked like he was about to attack Axel. Even though Ricky was a bit taller than Axel, Axel was more toned, far more experienced, and overall just stronger. I glanced at Justin from the corner of my eye.
Justin was sitting on a desk watching them both amusingly. I backed away from both of them slowly. A low growl escaped Ricky's mouth as he lunged for Axel. Axel slipped out of his seat and missed Ricky's lunge.
Ricky fell into the desks and groaned in pain. Axel shook his head chuckling at how pathetic Ricky was. A low chuckle escaped Justin's lips, before Ricky shot Justin a glare to shut him up.
“Come at me, big boy,” Axel’s tone was menacing.
Ricky's face turned redder than it was at first from anger, as he lunged for Axel the second time. Axel just simply stepped out of the way and let Ricky hit the floor in full force. Ricky winced again as Axel chuckled at his stupidity.
A small giggle escaped my mouth as Axel turned around and smiled proudly. He slung an arm around my shoulder and gestured his hand towards all the desks that were knocked down by Ricky. My breath got caught in my lungs.
“And that is why you don’t fuck with me if you don’t have brain cells,” Axel laughed.
His arm around my shoulder made my heart pound against my chest crazily. The thought of his arm slung around my shoulder made my cheeks heat up furiously. Suddenly, someone crashed into Axel from behind.
Axel lost balance and pulled me down with him. In most of the cheesy romance novels I’ve read, the girl’s supposed to land on top of the guy or the guy lands on top of the boy and they stare at each other. But of course, my life was no love story.
Instead of landing on top of Axel, or Axel landing on top of me, Ricky landed right on top of me. His muscular chest was right in my face. I tried to move but I couldn't, he was too heavy. My still bandaged foot wasn’t helping either.
The pressure of Ricky on top of my ankle, made me wince. The amount of pain it made me feel almost made me scream. Axel pulled Ricky off me in a swift move. Axel had a bloody lip making him look completely badass. His hair was messed up and his shirt was stained with drops of blood from his mouth. Axel positioned himself on top of Ricky as Ricky struggled to get loose.
Axel wasted no time as he griped Ricky's shirt collar and threw his first punch at Ricky’s face. A loud crack was heard, and Ricky's nose started bleeding almost immediately. Axel kept throwing punches at Ricky until Ricky was knocked out cold. I screamed for him to stop but he wouldn't.
Justin was in a corner watching in horror as Axel beat the living shit out of Ricky. I screamed for him to stop over and over again but he just wouldn't. I forced myself up even though my ankle was still aching painfully. I rushed over to Axel and started pulling him away from Ricky, but Axel wouldn't budge.
His emerald green eyes no longer were hypnotizing. His green eyes were hard showing no emotion as a cruel smirk was on his lips as he kept throwing punches at Ricky. I brought both my hands to his face and cupped his cheeks.
His grass green eyes softened as he met my eyes. He let go of Ricky's shirt collar and got up slowly. His cruel smirk was gone, but replaced with a frown. He looked down at my foot.
“You alright?” He asked, seemingly worried.
I let go of his face, nodded and gave him a small smile.
“You sure?”
I nodded frantically, “I'm sure.” I reassured him.
Justin watched both of us. His ocean blue eyes were filled with horror.
Axel turned to Justin and pointed at him. “And you, my friend will say nothing about this or else,” Axel threatened. Justin nodded frantically.
Justin looked so scared, he looked like he was about to crap his pants. Axel wiped the blood on his fists off on his jeans. His white shirt already had drops of blood on it; it would be pretty hard to wash off.
Focus, Rosie.
Life isn’t always about washing clothes. I mentally slapped myself as Axel smiled at me. I sighed and ran my hand through my tangled blonde hair. I felt Axel's stare and blushed under it.
My heart still wouldn't calm down. I was happy of him accepting me as the nerdy Rosaline. I wonder if he really meant something by all this. A frown fell upon my face when I remember he said I wasn't important to him.
But it couldn’t have been entirely true, right? Since he did help me in this situation... Axel frowned and poked my cheek. I slapped his hand away before he chuckled and shook his head.
“You're cute when you smile.”
And that, ladies and gentlemen, made my heart stop.
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