The Masquerade Ball

TEN

Casey Roberts

"You have detention? How the hell did you get a detention?!" Leah said, shocked. I rolled my eyes as I thought about it being Daniel's fault. I shoved my books in my locker angrily.

"Daniel and I were arguing in a...erm...janitor's closet and Mr. Reynolds found us and gave us one." I replied. I was very annoyed. Leah and I were planning to go to Arran's house to hang out but now I had to go to this stupid detention. Leah sighed.

"That sucks...Wait...why were you and Daniel in a closet?" She asked, winking at me. I froze at her question and blushed.

"Er..." I stuttered. I didn't know how to answer. I couldn't help but think about what we were doing in there. He made me so hot for him and I wanted him even more than I did this morning. "We were just arguing about...why I changed my look..." I finally said. It wasn't completely a lie, we did argue about that. She arched a brow at me.

"Riiiight," She dragged out. Arran, Ryan and Jay came up and joined the conversation.

"I have detention too," Ryan admitted.

"Really?" I said. At least I wouldn't be alone with the devil.

"Yeah, for not doing homework," He laughed. I shook my head in amusement.

"Oh my god, I have a brilliant plan!" I almost shouted. They all looked at me, but I continued to look at Ryan while forming the plan in my head. It was brilliant and would drive Daniel mental.

Five minutes later, Ryan and I made our way into the detention room, and sure enough Daniel was sitting in the back row. There was no one else in the room yet so we picked our seats; Ryan on Daniel's right and I at the front. The teacher hadn't come in yet so I placed my stuff on my desk and walked over to Ryan. I sat on his desk and smiled at him. I could already feel Daniel's eyes on me.

"Hey hot stuff," I said, smiling at him. He grinned at me and blushed a little. He was a little cutie.

"Hey gorgeous," He replied while I crossed one leg over the other making my skirt ride up a little. I began twirling a strand of hair around my finger, something I had seen all the cheerleaders do while they flirt with the whole world. From the corner of my eye I saw Daniel's hands in a fist on his table. He was looking at us intently.

"You're so handsome," I said to Ryan, trailing my finger along his jaw slowly. Okay, so I was really bad at flirting but seeing Daniel's reactions were hilarious and totally worth it. I saw Ryan gulp a little as I bit my lip. Ryan's hand touched my knee and began trailing his hand up higher and higher. I had told him earlier to do this because I knew it would make Daniel snap.

"How would you like to come to mine after detention?" Ryan whispered, but was still loud enough for Daniel to hear.

"What would we be doing?" I asked, leaning closer to him. Ryan smirked.

"Just having a good time..."

"She will not be going to yours!" Daniel shouted, standing up. I couldn't help but smirk at him. Ryan seemed amused.

"And why not Danny?" Ryan asked him, while Daniel glared at him. Thank god looks couldn't kill. "She looks like she wants to."

"She doesn't!" Daniel spat at him. "She's my enemy, Ryan."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, calm yourself big boy," I said, standing up. "I'm talking to Ryan not you," Daniel glared at me and sat back down on his seat. He crossed his arms and looked the other way. Not for long though. I bent down, leaning on Ryan's desk with my butt in Daniel's direction. "So, what time do you want me over?" I asked Ryan, acting like nothing had happened. I felt Daniel's gaze on my butt and knew he couldn't look away. My skirt was just long enough to cover my pants. Just. Daniel was definitely going to go mental.