II [EDITED]

I finally decided to give a little love to this story again, hope you enjoy🥰****************The library fell silent after my small interaction with the criminal, but not for long...There was a snapping noise heard at the table next to mine. I turned to see the basket case biting her nail.

When she saw everybody was looking at her, she stopped a bit but started again not long after. I turned away, rolling my eyes when I saw that everybody else just kept staring.

"If you keep eating your hand you're not gonna be hungry for lunch..." Bender commented, which earned him a nail aimed at him, but it didn't reach him. "I've seen you before." he continued, before turning my way. "And I've definitely seen you, sweets..." he finished.

I felt my cheeks getting hot, which means I'm blushing... what's happening? I never blush, like ever.I shook this thought out of my head and brought back my signature smirk on my face, hoping that he didn't notice the effect he had on me just now.

"Oh, I've seen you too, handsome."

We kept looking at each other when someone started murmuring to himself. Both of us turned to see Brian talking to himself to know who he was... It's kind of disturbing actually. And so not worth breaking John and I's moment...can we call this a moment? Am I overthinking all of this? Probably.

Anyway, back to Brian! He stopped talking once he saw the look Bender and I gave him. Thank God, I didn't want him to keep muttering "I am a walrus" with his pen in his mouth for the rest of the detention.

John and Brian started taking their jackets at the same time, but Bender glared at the nerd which made him keep his coat and pretend like he was cold. I snickered at the scene, not taking my eyes off the two boys.

The brain was clearly uncomfortable with our staring, he kept looking between the two of us, letting a nervous laugh out before saying "It's the shits, uh?" When we continued to glare without saying a word, he started laughing again.

I finally turned away and took a bottle of vodka out from my bag and taking a few sips before putting it back so nobody would see.

When I looked up, John was staring at me. Once he saw I noticed him, he threw a wink my way... busted, fuck. He moved his chair so he was face to me on the other side of my table.

He popped his elbows on the table and leaned in, making him really close to my face and he whispered in my ear "I won't snitch if you give me some."

I felt myself blushing again due to our closeness...what is happening to me today? I'm usually the one who makes people blush, not the other way around!

He backed off a bit so we were now looking at each other, but he was still on my table. I took the bottle without breaking eye contact and passed it to him under the table while murmuring "Didn't take you for a switching kind of guy."

He only laughed before taking a sip and giving it back to me. I'm glad nobody saw our little interaction, anybody would've gone to Vernon immediately... well maybe not Allison.

John finally turned away and I felt the blush slowly fading from my face... what is he doing to me? Not that I hate it, but I've never felt this way before and it's confusing.

The criminal crumbled his paper for the essay into a ball and threw it between the two popular kids who ignored him.

"Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...nah, nah, nah..." John started singing, making some sort of entertainment in the library, so I decided to drum a little bit on the table to help him with his song.

"I can't believe this is happening to me," whined Claire.

"Well, this is happening, so start believing it...gosh!" I exclaimed.

"Can't you stop being a bitch for 2 minutes?" the prom queen snapped, turning to me, annoyed.

"Can't you stop whining for 2 minutes?" I retorted in a high pitch voice, almost sounding like her, which was the point.

She simply huffed and turned back around, probably a little insulted, but do I care? Of course not, it's Claire! Sorry not sorry, but for now, she's only shown to me how much of a bitch she was.

And it was now Bender's turn to annoy our fellow detention buddies, "Oh shit! What are we supposed to do if we have to take a piss?"

"Well, when you have to take a piss, you usually do... so, go ahead dude, take a piss." I laughed, "but maybe you should... find a more private place in the library."

"You got to go, you got to go," John said, unzipping his pants, not caring about people seeing him pee.

The princess looked away but Andrew and Brian were looking. Me? I could've looked, but I mean, I would prefer to look on a different occasion, you know what I mean?

"Hey, you're not urinating in here, man," Andrew commanded.

"Leave him be, jeez!" I interfered.

"Don't talk, don't talk! It makes it crawl back up!" snapped Bender.

"You whip it out; you're dead before the first drop hits the floor," Andrew said sternly.

"You're pretty sexy when you get angry." I teased.

Sporto's cheeks turned bright red while John slightly turned toward me with a weird expression on his face before looking back at the jock.

"Grr" John added to my last comment.

Andrew ignored us and turned around.

Welp, there goes our fun.

Bender decided to turn to Brian before speaking up again. "Hey, homeboy, why don't you close that door? We'll get the prom queen and the flirt impregnated."

Claire glared at John, wow, can't she take a joke?

"I don't want to get pregnant, that's why I've got condoms... but I'm down for the rest, so... You want to play with me, Johnson?" I said as I was making my way to the nerd and I sat down on his table while putting my hand on his thigh.

Once I was done talking, I turned to the criminal who was practically glaring at Brian's thigh. I laughed at this, making him look up to me with a smirk back on his stupidly good looking face.

"But what about me, baby?" he asked with a fake pout on his lips.

"You'll have your turn, Bender." I retorted with a smirk. If only he knew how much I actually want him to get his turn... oh God, did I really just think that?

"Hey, hey!" intervened Andrew, breaking me away from my thoughts about the sexy brown-haired boy.

"What?" John spat, turning away from me.

"I lose my temper, you're totaled man." he threatened.

"Totally?"

"Totally."

"Why don't you just shut up? Nobody here's interested." Claire said.

"Really, butt face," added Andrew.

"Well, I am," I replied.

"Yeah, you don't count." the princess said back.

"Well hey sporto, what did you do to get in here?" the criminal questioned.

"Forgot to wash your jock?' I chimed in.

"Excuse me, fellas, I think we should just write our papers..." Brian tried to stop the argument. That's cute.

"Look, just because you live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass." Andrew snapped. "So knock it off!" he finished.

"You're the pain in the ass," I stated flatly, earning me a glare.

"It's a free country..." said John.

"True that," I said.

"They're doing this to get a rise out of you, just ignore them," Claire told Andrew.

"Sweets, you couldn't ignore me if you tried."

"And, honestly, who would want to ignore this fine piece of ass?" I added, laughing.

Claire just turned away, ignoring us, like she advised the jock.