"LIA! LIA! CORDELIA FUCKING FLEUR, ARE YOU LISTENING?!" Fabiola shouted, snapping her fingers in her face.
Cordelia's eyes were locked on Ethan Morales, tracking every step he took across the courtyard like time had slowed just for her.
A sharp slap...
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Cordelia's fit of the day:
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Cordelia's dress:
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Cordelia walked into class setting her stuff down. She turned back around reading the board that said 'DETENTION'. "Detention? Why am I in detention?" she questioned.
"For being bad" a voice behind her spoke. Cordelia turned around to see Ethan take off his shirt. Ethan walked up to her not breaking eye contact. Ethan than knocked over her text books. "My textbooks." she remarked quickly. "Bad girls don't need books" he told her then began kissing her.
Ethan laid her down on the desk not breaking the kiss. "Okay, yeah, maybe I do like being bad." Cordelia added. Ethan pulled her face back in as they continued kissing. Cordelia wrapped her legs around Ethan causing him to scoot up closer to Cordelia.
