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Dani POV
"Get up!" I heard Candi yell, then shake me awake.
"I'm awake, now leave me alone bitch," I said, getting out of bed.
"Fine," she grumbled, "I'll be waiting outside out in the hall."
I shook my head and walked into my closet, getting changed.
I decided to wear my white Face To Face shirt, with black skinny jeans. Then I slipped Alex's black beanie onto my head (I stole it from him last year.)
When I walked into my bathroom I checked my face, and sure enough, I had a red mark on my right cheek. I applied my foundation thickly, which covered it up. Then I put on my black eyeliner and I walked back into my room. I slipped my cell phone into my back pocket, and I grabbed my backpack.
When I opened my door, Candi was outside in the hall, just like she promised. I stalked past her and I ran down the stairs, slamming the front door closed. I got into her pink Mustang and waited for her to come out.
Candi almost got lost driving to my school, because she was too busy talking on her cell phone to pay attention where she was driving.
When she pulled into the school parking lot I got out and sprinted into the school, wanting to get far away from her.
Alex was leaning against his locker, which was right next to mine. When he saw me coming he had relief in his eyes and he pulled me into a hug.
"Alex that hurts," I said, wincing when he patted the spot on my back where my dad hit me.
"I'm sorry," he sighed, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
"It's not your fault," I mumbled, opening my locker. I took out my advanced reading and math textbooks, then slammed it shut. "Can you skip third block today?"
"Yeah, why?" Alex asked, starting to walk me to my classroom.
"Because I am, I'll meet you in the auditorium," I said, kissing his cheek and walking into my reading classroom.
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"You realize this isn't a good idea, right?" Alex asked me, when I entered the auditorium. He was already here, laying on the stage.
"That's why I'm doing it," I replied, sitting across from him.
"Can I see how bad?" Alex inquired, and I knew what he was talking about. I turned my back to him and I lifted my shirt up, that way he could see the bruise on my back, right below my bra.
I felt his cold hands touch the bruise and I tensed up, trying not wince. A small whimper escaped my lips and I felt Alex pull my shirt back down.
"I'm so sorry," Alex whispered, wrapping his arms around my waist. I turned around and buried my head into his shoulder.
"It's fine," I mumbled, "anyway, what's up with you?"
"Jack and I got detention for 'making inappropriate comments'," he said, and I felt him grin.
"How long?" I replied, not surprised.
"This whole week, starting tomorrow. But we'll be with Zack," he added, shrugging.
"That doesn't sound like a punishment," I said, frowning.
"I know, it's awesome," he said, laughing. "And there's no one else in there."
"That's so unfair," I replied, pouting.
"Sorry," he gently patted my back.
"Oh well," I shrugged.
We spent the rest of the time in each others arms, and Alex whispered comforting words to me, which made me instantly better.
The bell rang and Alex and I ran to the cafeteria, quickly finding a empty table and throwing our stuff on it that way no one would try to sit with us.
Kara and Rian came to over to our table, both of them looking embarrassed and ashamed.
"What's wrong?" I asked them, raising my eyebrow.
"We got detention," Kara groaned, laying her head on the table.
"Woo! More people to spend it with us!" Jack yelled, him and Zack sitting at the table.
"Why?" I asked her, ignoring the guys chatter about what to do in detention.
"Rian and I got caught skipping class and we were making out, so the principle gave us a week's detention, saying it would 'teach us a lesson." Kara explained, sighing.
"I'm the only one without detention," I exclaimed, starting to think.
"Don't do it," Alex warned me, recognizing the glint in my eye.
"Too late," I replied getting up.
I walked over to the cheerleaders table and waited for them to acknowledge me, when they did I scooped up the applesauce from one of their trays and threw it at the head cheerleader. This caused a huge food fight to break out.
I saw the principle walk into the cafeteria and I smirked at him. He called me over and led me into his office.
"Explain," he demanded, sitting behind his wood desk.
"I started the food fight," I stated, shrugging my shoulders.
"This issue doesn't seem to be bothering you, do you have anything else to say for yourself before I punish you?" Mr. Henderson asked me.
"No," I replied, looking at my fingernails.
"Fine," he grumbled, "one week of detention, starting tomorrow. I'm very disappointed in you Ms. Mortiz, you were always a good student."
"What can I say," I said, smiling, "something's change."
"You can go, I'm going to be calling your parents," he informed me, opening his office door.
"Fine," I replied, walking out of his office and going into my classroom.
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"Alright, I'll bust you out of the house when you get home, okay?" Alex asked me while we were walking out of the high school.
"Got it," I replied, "there's Candi, I'll see you soon, bye!" Then I kissed Alex's cheek and ran over to where Candi was parked.
"Hello," she greeted me, a fake smile plastered on her face.
"Hey," I replied, wondering if the school had called my dad yet.
I got my answer soon enough, when we pulled into the driveway my dad was standing in the doorway of the house, and he face was flushed. Which meant one thing: he was boiling mad.
