Post by danica rose hale on Mar 2, 2009 0:52:18 GMT -5
Dani growled softly as she opened the door. This time her prison time was unjustified. It wasn't her fault that spoiled princess tripped over her own heels and slammed into the chalk board, effectively breaking her 17th birthday present, a badly done nose job.
Alright so maybe Dani has accidentally pushed the girls bag into the aisle so when she stepped out she would trip, but there was no proof of her doing it or the bag actually being the cause for the girl tripping. The 5 inch heels could have been the culprit. Put them in detention!
" Mrs. James sent me here." She muttered softly, handing her slip to the less than attentive teacher, who took it and dropped it into the trash can before returning to their book, and moving to a seat in the back against the side wall. She turned sideways in the seat and propped her feet up on the desk next to her, her head leaning against the wall as she grabbed her ipod and a car magazine from her bag. She put her headphones in and pressed play then started to thumb through the magazine.
She didn't hate coming here because she hated detention, it was a pretty cool place to be for a free period, but it meant she was missing classes and she had hoped to actually pass this year with more than a D average. Unfortunately preppy little bitches who were sent here for DUIs were making her goal hard to reach.
She sighed and shook her head, not wanting to think about it because then she'd be out for revenge and then she'd wind up back in here. Which, as Sophie would have said, "is a big no no." She smiled softly at remembrance of Sophie's child like terms for everything then resumed flipping through the magazine.
Alright so maybe Dani has accidentally pushed the girls bag into the aisle so when she stepped out she would trip, but there was no proof of her doing it or the bag actually being the cause for the girl tripping. The 5 inch heels could have been the culprit. Put them in detention!
" Mrs. James sent me here." She muttered softly, handing her slip to the less than attentive teacher, who took it and dropped it into the trash can before returning to their book, and moving to a seat in the back against the side wall. She turned sideways in the seat and propped her feet up on the desk next to her, her head leaning against the wall as she grabbed her ipod and a car magazine from her bag. She put her headphones in and pressed play then started to thumb through the magazine.
She didn't hate coming here because she hated detention, it was a pretty cool place to be for a free period, but it meant she was missing classes and she had hoped to actually pass this year with more than a D average. Unfortunately preppy little bitches who were sent here for DUIs were making her goal hard to reach.
She sighed and shook her head, not wanting to think about it because then she'd be out for revenge and then she'd wind up back in here. Which, as Sophie would have said, "is a big no no." She smiled softly at remembrance of Sophie's child like terms for everything then resumed flipping through the magazine.