Chapter 10

A/N hello people I know that this update is defiantly quicker than my last one so good for me and I have written the next chapter I just need my friend to proof read it which seems to take her for ever so not my fault and I'm half way through the chapter after that so that good but any way next chapter soon. Thanks to everyone who reviewed and made fave and flowed your all stupidly stunning.

As we approach the door I brace myself but we walk in to see Mrs Johnston there with an evil twisted grin on her face and I know I'm in for it.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here? Did you finally get caught out and let slip who you really are?"

"No Miss, I just came so that you could have the pleasure of looking at this lovely face." This was said in my most sarcastic voice, dripping sweetness. I got a smile from Cameroon but Miss didn't take it well.

"Well I'm glad that Mrs Cole finally realised what a little brat you are." She replied all smug.

Cameroon looked on in complete dis-belief, she must save all her mean for me. Oh I'm so flattered that's when I pulled out my sickeningly sweet smile.

"Well I must say, I'm very disappointed in you Miss. You aren't meant to talk to students that way, I believe it's part of the job description to have to deal with little shits like me or in your words 'little brats'. What do you think Camy?" I turn to Cameroon all the while keeping the smile on my face. He raises his eyebrows at the nickname I gave him but replies.

"Yeah it is."

I wink at him and turn back to Miss as I shift my smile into my famous smug smirk.

Stumped for another comeback she just glares at us and so my smirk just grows.

"Well, as you seem to have a smart answer for everything Miss Green you'll have no problems with this work."

Oh I do love it when I win. Well actually, I guess she wins because I'm the one in detention but I have really rattled her so...

She hands us the work and points to a table. "I expect complete silence and if you don't complete all the work today then you will be back tomorrow."

We go sit down and look at the supposed super hard work and I stifle a laugh. I could do this in my sleep, blind folded, hands tied behind my back and with a concussion, simples.

"Shit!" I turn to see Cameroon scowling at the papers.

I reach into my bag for my note book and write on the last page, copy my work.

He looks at it and passes back,are you sure?

Positive, I'm going to get it all right any way.

He rolls his eyes at me but moves closer so he can see my worksheet. I just grin and start writing.

I finished the work in an hour. It only took so long because I had to dumb down some of the answers for Cameron to make it more convincing. I could still tell he was struggling with some of the answers so I gave him another half hour to finish which left us half hour until we could leave.

Bad move because what usually happens when I'm bored? The urge to do something stupid starts to build up until it burst out, so I write down you smell and pushed it over to him.

He frowns and gives me an odd look and so I quickly write, sorry but I have to get out this childish stuff before I get up and start to sing 'if your happy and you know it' again and I don't think Miss will appreciate that.

As he reads he raises his eyebrows in a question and with a smile writes, really again?

Yes it was in the middle of year six SATS. I did the whole thing with in record timing so I was bored so I did it and I did all the actions too. Luckily my teacher favoured me so we all just laughed it off. But I didn't know until after that she had filmed the whole thing and copied it for my mum. Now it's there as a constant threat if I don't toe the line. What? Stop laughing! No seriously stop! Miss is going to notice.

He manages to cover his laughing by pretending he's coughing and I smirk at him.

I notice him writing again so look over, and Annalisa?

Yeah?

You smell more!

Igrin and try not to laugh myself. No, you smell an exceeding amount more.

My smile grows as he looks confused

Hey not fair, no big words.

Not my fault that you're not as perfectly educated as me and that really isn't that big a word.

His response is to poke his tongue out at me.

Very mature, I'm disappointed in you Camy. You would never catch me doing anything like that.

Oh is that right? So it's not what I've seen you doing countless times before?

I would never do anything so appalling and you still smell.

We carried on like that for the rest of our time trying not to laugh when the other said something so as not to alert Miss Johnson and dare I say I enjoyed my first detention.

"Right hand over your papers now please."

Miss Johnson was smug obviously thinking she had caught us out for another day.

"Here Miss all done and next time you try to catch out someone with an IQ higher the Albert Einstein then don't give them basic stuff that insults their intelligence. Bye Miss." I flip my hair and stalk from the room.

"That was sick" Cameroon told me as he followed behind me. "And I didn't know that you were that smart."

"Well you don't know a lot of things Camy." I said with a smirk.

"Ha-ha, so funny. And anyway why do you keep calling me Camy?"

"Why does it annoy you?"

"A little bit, yeah."

"Then you have your answer." I turned to him with my butter wouldn't melt face. I think a good job since he smiled, shook his head and said.

"You're a complete nutcase I hope you know that."

"Yep my mother tells me that at least once a week."

"Then your mum knows what she's talking about."

By this time we had reached the bus stop. We sit down on the seat to wait.

"Yeah I guess so."

That is a difference of opinion at the moment. We fall into a semi awkward silence until the bus comes round the corner. We both scan our travel cards and step onto the bus. We sit at the back of the bus and I notice the picture on his travel card. He doesn't look that bad (I thought it was compulsory to look dreadful and embarrassing in all official photos?). As with most people he looks a lot different than when he was eleven, which is when the photo was taken. He has a small smile on his face as he looks into the camera but he also looks so innocent. Unlike now.

"Like the pic?"

"Yeah its way better than mine, my one looks horrible, I look like gorilla girl."

"I'm sure it's not that bad let me look?" He tries to grab it but I move it out of his reach just in time.

"No way!"

"Oh come on."

"Nope."

"Please you saw mine?" He looks at me with puppy dog eyes.

"Urm, no."

"You are evil you know that?"

"Yep." I grin at him, and he just sighs.

Then as I'm putting it back in my bag he swoops forward and grabs it with lighting fast reflexes. I have no chance of keeping it.

As his eyes look down at my picture he just bursts out laughing.

"How the hell did you get that? And stop laughing!"

"It's not that bad."

"Says the boy pissing himself laughing at it."

This just makes him laugh harder, bloody pain in the bum! I'm trying to be cross with him but now I'm trying not to laugh along with him for the fifth time today.

"Yeah, ok its bad, its mostly because of the shadow that's over your face but it's definitely not very flattering."

Wow that was the biggest understatement since someone said that Hitler was a racist.

We both continue to laugh which gets us strange looks from the other passengers but neither of us care. The rest of the journey passes much the same way. We chat about trivial, non important things. Laughing whenever the other person says anything remotely funny until I realise that it's my stop coming up and that it has started to rain really hard. Lovely, our normal British weather.

"Well it's my stop next I better get going. I had fun today thanks."

"I'm glad and I had fun too. Bearing in mind it was with a girl who acts like she knows it all." He says grinning, so I know he was only joking.

"No, think about it. I don't act like I know it all; because I do in fact know it all. And you are a buffoon compared to my brilliance!" It was my turn to grin at him to which he just shakes his head.

"Who am I to argue with someone who's smarter than that guy?" He replies looking confused.

"Which guy, you mean Einstein?"

"Yeah, that one."

"Do you know who that is?"

"Yeah he's that really smart one?"

"Yes. Well I've got to go. See you tomorrow."

"Ok see you."

I wave as I get off the bus.

Wow, I really understated how stupid he is didn't I? Oh well, it's kind of sweet really. But please don't be ridiculously stupid.

I sigh as I step off the bus into the rain and the bus drives off up the road. Luckily I keep loads of crap in my bag because you never know when it could come in handy and among that crap is an umbrella.

Not only is it raining really hard but it's incredibly windy too so I keep nearly doing a Mary Poppins and taking off! The thought of flying off somewhere fun miles away at the moment is very appealing but I got a game tomorrow so that rules that out. It's annoying being so important at the moment so I allow myself to spend the rest of the walk home daydreaming about far off locations. Before I know it I'm walking up the stairs to the house. I shake the rain off my umbrella before turning to close the door and heading down stairs looking for mum.

A/N so what do you think not much happens here I know and the next one hasn't got much going on ether but the one after that one should be a lot better please review they make me so happy ;)