Page 12 of Tattooed Love

I smiled to myself. Suddenly, the day was looking up.

I finally made it to school, and walked up to my locker to dump my school bag in it. I hated school and really saw it as pointless. I wasn’t career minded, although I realized that would be a problem later in life.

I began to head up the corridor towards Mr Wood’s class, dragging my feet as I got closer.

I could just not go in, I thought to myself.

But knowing it wasn’t really an option, I knocked on the classroom door.

It opened slightly and Mr Woods was surprised to see me.

“Nice of you to join us Miss Shields,’ he said in an official voice, laced with sarcasm.

“Couldn’t prolong my tardiness any longer,” I muttered to him.

I wasn’t sure if he’d heard me, but he opened the door wider, and I slipped in, walking towards my desk.

I glanced around and noticed that everyone was sitting in pairs.

My eyes landed on my empty seat, and I didn’t bother looking at the thing sitting in the next seat; I knew who it was.

Bloody Jax.

I sighed loudly and took my seat.

“Class continue,” Mr Woods directed.

The class slowly began to start talking again.

Jax was more in the middle of the desk, then on his side.

“Move,” I muttered.

He ignored me.

“Move,” I said louder.

“Make me,” he challenged.

Well, he asked for it. “Sure,” I snarled.I flung my elbow up in the air and brought it down hard onto his thigh. I might have lost my ability to throw things straight, but I hadn’t lost my strength.

He groaned in pain.

“Miss Shields! Violence is unacceptable!” Mr Woods screamed in my direction.

“My arm slipped”

“Bullshit,” Jax muttered, under his breath.

“Take it like a man,” I whispered coldly in his direction.

I heard him grunt.

“Principal’s office. NOW Miss Shields,” Mr Woods commanded.

I sighed.

“Whatever,” I added, gathering my books. I didn’t want to be here in the first place.

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