illegal

7

"I'm so sick of that damn ponytail." I say, as demi hands me a bagel with cream cheese on it.

"Why are you so against my ponytails?" Demi asks while taking a sip of her milk.

"Because they hurt my head just looking at them, they're so damn tight. I like your natural hair better." I bluntly say, biting into my bagel.

"It's a professional look, and I don't say anything about your sweatpants and crocs. Do I now?" Demi says, raising her eyebrow with a smirk.

"My sweatpants and crocs are stylish for your information."

"Oh really?" Demi laughs, then leans in kissing me.

"Yes really." I say in between the kiss.

Our lips move more in sync aggressively, hungry for each other. The kiss quickly gets more heated and before it go any further, Demi pulled away. I frown, as she pulls away smiling.

"It's too early for a make out session baby, we gotta go to school." Demi giggles, turning around to place the cup once filled with milk in the sink.

I get up, sneaking behind her and wrapping my arms around her waste. "It's never too early for me." I whisper, kissing Demi's neck.

Demi turns around smiling, but then pushing my face away with her hand. "No matter how sexy that may have been, I'm not giving in."

I pout and turn stomping away, towards my book bag that was sat on the floor. I sling my bag over my shoulder and turn towards Demi, who's looking at me amused.

"I'm mad at you." I whine, crossing my arms.

"Why?"

"Because you wont give me kisses."

Demi giggles, "oh stop being a baby miss. I'm so mature for my age."

"I am!" I yell, stomping my foot like a two year old.

Demi let's out a laugh and grabs her car keys off the counter top. "Let's go we're gonna be late."

"Let's go we're gonna be late." I say mimicking her in a high pitched voice.

"I so do not talk like that."

"I so do not talk like that." I say mimicking her again, in the same high pitched voice.

Demi sucks her teeth, and pushes past me. I giggle, then follow her out the door.

~*~

It was only fourth period and my day had already been horrible. When Demi and I first walked inside, I slipped and hurt my leg so I was walking with a little limp, then afterwords I got to first period realizing I had left my binder with all my homework at home, and all that was in my book bag was some gum. How I didn't notice, you ask? I don't know.

I trudge through the hallways, the usual mean look on my face and constantly roll my eyes when teachers tell me to smile. Just to my luck somebody runs into me and all her books fall.

"Bro what the hell!" She yells, looking up at me.

"You bumped into me, I should be saying that." I snarl, looking at the redhead.

"You obviously bumped into me, you're walking on the wrong side of the damn hallway." She spats, her brown eyes staring into my soul.