I got to school a sweaty mess , well that's what you get when your ride ditches you for God knows what.
I walked into the ladies to splash some water on my face.
"Hey Ailin what happened to you" lya said
"you happened, I didn't have a ride to school so i had to walk"i said.
"Dropped by the new German kid said you left super early" she shrugged.
"And you listened" i said glaring at her.
"Well next time I won't" she said as she cane up to the sink next to me to wash her hand.
"whatever" i scoffed picking up my bag from the floor .
I walked out of the ladies washroom and was met face to face with no other than the rich German kid.
"you'll pay for what you did" i said walking passed him not forgetting to knock his shoulders with mine.
The next thing he did made my blood boil, how dare he.He had the guts to chuckle.
"What you gonna do " he said in a mocking tone making me turn around.
"Just watch your back " i said before stomping away to class .
I stepped into class early , the teacher wasnt even there, that's unlike me. I mentally face palmed heading to the back of the class middle row where my desk stays.
I sat down resting my head on the table, in a matter of seconds i felt something wet trickle down my forehead . I rose my head instantly touching my head. I looked at my hand and there it was red paint, oh German freak is gonna pay for this.
I got my bag opening it getting out my camouflage fart balloon. I really wanted to use it on lya but since i found out he is the reason behind this why not.
Luckily it camouflages perfectly with the colour of our chairs.
I placed it and then the class began flooding with people, i groaned due to the noise they produce. I got out some papers from my bag and wiped my forehead and my desk.
Just then he decided to walk in with an evil grin on his face while i glared at him.
He walked towards his seat not noticing the camouflage placed on his seat.
He decided to seat when the teacher entered settling everyone down.
"Mr Vaughn please excuse yourself if you want to release something unfavorable to the atmosphere" Mr Schneider said.
"But I didn't even-" he tried explaining.
"No excuses Mr Vaughn, out you go , go fix yourself up" he said cutting Vaughn up.
Vaughn turned to me and glared hard if looks could kill I'd be 6 feet under.
"Game on " he mouthed before walking out of the class with his bag slung over his shoulder