Cruel Intentions Of A Teenage Fantasy, chapter 1
"Kiss me now Billie Joe, while Adrienne isn't here." "But I can't d-" He was cut off by a deep passionate kiss... "Trista! Trista!" She snapped back to reality. Trista was a small girl with big hopes who loved to daydream. "Sorry, Mrs. Hornbeck." She apologized. "Daydreaming again Ms. Dosser?" "Um... Yes Mrs. Hornbeck." "Ms. Dosser um... Is not a word, sounds like you need an English lesson... But you can do that while you're in detention for daydreaming!" She heard people snicker in the back of the room... Nobody liked her not even teachers, she had no friends all she had was her posters and books. She went back to scribbling down notes on the lesson, occasionally stopping and writing Billie Joe's name on the corners and sides of her paper, she had gotten a detention for that before too. "Oh, Billie. Why can't you be mine?" She whispered under her breath. "What was that Ms. Dosser?" Asked Mrs. Hornbeck. "Do you have something you would like to share with the class, come on speak up, when you talk." "I said nothing Mrs. Hornbeck." "Oh, please do share." "NO!" "You cannot talk to me like that, I will not tolerate this lack of respect, you have another hour in detention after school and your parents will be hearing about this." "Fuck you." She mumbled.
*At Detention*
"Stupid, fucking teachers, I wish Billie Joe was here, he would save me from that bitch." "Ms. Dosser this is detention." "Uhu."
*two hours later*
"Oh finally I can go home." She walked down the hallways and out the door, she was about to cross the street when a car screeched past. "ASSHOLE!" She shouted and kept walking. As soon as she got home she went straight to her room put in her tape and watched a Green Day interview, for the millionth time. She heard the phone ring, and her mom answer, she picked up the line in her room, and listened in, as she did so often. "Hello, Mrs. Dosser?" "Yes?" "Your daughter received a detention today, for lack of respect, and for daydreaming." "Mrs. Hornbeck, that's implausible, why punish a teenager for daydreaming?" "BECAUSE SHE'S A BITCH!" She screamed into the phone then slammed it down. "TRISTA!" She heard her mom bellow, from the kitchen. "Yeah?" She asked slowly. "GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" "Yes mom." She ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Yes?" She asked quietly. "You'll never guess what I got you." "Huh? But I thought you were ma-" " I got you... "
*At Detention*
"Stupid, fucking teachers, I wish Billie Joe was here, he would save me from that bitch." "Ms. Dosser this is detention." "Uhu."
*two hours later*
"Oh finally I can go home." She walked down the hallways and out the door, she was about to cross the street when a car screeched past. "ASSHOLE!" She shouted and kept walking. As soon as she got home she went straight to her room put in her tape and watched a Green Day interview, for the millionth time. She heard the phone ring, and her mom answer, she picked up the line in her room, and listened in, as she did so often. "Hello, Mrs. Dosser?" "Yes?" "Your daughter received a detention today, for lack of respect, and for daydreaming." "Mrs. Hornbeck, that's implausible, why punish a teenager for daydreaming?" "BECAUSE SHE'S A BITCH!" She screamed into the phone then slammed it down. "TRISTA!" She heard her mom bellow, from the kitchen. "Yeah?" She asked slowly. "GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW!" "Yes mom." She ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. "Yes?" She asked quietly. "You'll never guess what I got you." "Huh? But I thought you were ma-" " I got you... "
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