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New teacher

Detention

*gerards pov***

"detention." I glared down at her flushed pink cheeks. "You too Mikey." He gave me a look of disgust and turned back to his 'new friend'. I looked a bit closer at her. Her eyes lit up at everything he said and smile was infectious. A sudden pang of jealousy arose in me. " in fact Mikey your detention shall be at lunch instead." Good. Wait did I just split up two students because I thought one was cute?! Jesus Christ. I turned back and tried to teach these untalented people the skill of art.

i looked around in despair at the pitiful examples of their work. That was until my eyes locked on one. It was a man and woman splattered with blood. It was beautiful. I turned it around and looked at the name, Hannah Elliott.

*** hannahs pov****

i trudged through the rest of my lessons dreading when I would have to go for detention with mr. Way. The bell sounded for end of last period and I moaned and dragged myself towards his classroom.

I sat down at the desk at the very back. He didn't seem to realise I was even here, he had his feet kicked up on the desk and was staring intently at his phone. i awkwardly sat there for a few minutes until i spoke up. "Do I actually just have to sit here for a whole hour?" I whined. He lifted his eyes to me. "Yes, yes you do." After he spoke the last word he jumped up and said "Actually I was admiring your artwork before so you can draw." He handed me some paper and equipment. Fuck it, I might as well.

"umm....Hannah?" I looked up to see him nervously staring down at me. I realised I had my sleeves rolled up. Shit. I quickly pushed them down and tried to get back on with my drawing. "Hannah why did you do that to yourself?" He actually seemed concerned. No one ever cares about my problems, my friends will tell my all their issues and expect me to listen and help but when I try and talk to them it's like talking to a brick wall. "No reason." I whispered. He took a seat next to me. "Tell me why." I took a deep breath and quickly stated that it was just a normal teenage thing. No. This was not normal though, I am so not normal.

Notes

Yeah the name thing, her names Hannah because.....THATS MY nAME, shit plot twist. Yeah well talk to meh

Comments

PLEASE DONT STOP WHY WOULD ANYONE HATE YOUR STORY?!?!

Kitbear23 Kitbear23
4/19/14

awh I love this story. but it's all up to you. :)

ronivengeance ronivengeance
4/19/14

I like it though.

@MikeyWaysUnicorn
Appreciated, although I would have to disagree based on the fact that I hate writing so this is ,ore than likely shit

This is really good :)