Detentions and an Irish lad!
Marks office
6:45***
Today was just an average crispy autumn day in London, it's quarter to seven in the morning and its a Thursday, great! I have got yet another detention from Mrs Jones for not completing my drama assessment and breaking her chair "accidentally" and not showing up to that Saturday detention cause I was hungover. Anyway, I got up to the annoying sound of the oh so famous marimba ringtone! I don't my normal routine which consists of having a shower and washing my body with herbal shower gel by natural collection, shampooing my hair with Pantene shampoo and conditioner. I also shave my legs during the shower and underarms! Once I have finished my shower I wrap my hair up in a Turby-towel and wrap my body up in a blue towel. I then get dressed in a pair of black skinnies, a baby blue ralph lauren sweater and some black padded vans after moisturising with cocoa butter and applying some Maybelline the falsies mascara in black and a Bourjois lip crayon in the colour 'orange punch'.
I quickly run down the two flights of stairs into my what some people call 'man cave' but really it's just my game room with an Xbox, ps3, flatscreen tv, spare bed and sofa and a fridge and freezer stocked with alcohol and Chicago pizzas and chips mainly! Anyway, I packed my bag for school and ran up to the first floor of the house.
"JESS, DO YOU WANT A BACON SANDWICH?" I heard mum call for me but I wasn't hungry, truth is, I'm starving! I run down the hallway to the kitchen where my twin brother, Harry, is sitting on a stool, as usual stuffing his face. I don't get it, he has the best metabolism system ever, he can eat all he fucking wants and still looks hot. I know he's my brother but he's quite good looking if I must say so myself!
I was interrupted from my thoughts when I heard mum repeat her question which I responded with a " I'll pick up breakfast and lunch on the way to school". I knew i eas lying to my mum and that i wasn't going to buy any food today apart from a granola bar, maybe. And with that I walked back down the corridor towards the front porch, saying goodbye to my bulldog on the way, and picked up my vans and left the house not before yelling a "BYE!" Over my shoulder which was responded with a 'whatever' from Harry and a 'bye sweetie' from my mum.
I walked to my blue Peugeot, shitty car, I know but not everyone in this neighbourhood has a nice house AND a nice car! Anyways, I buckled myself in my seat before pressing the clutch all the way down and gently pressing the accelerator after swiftly changing gears! I should probably use this time to tell you about me, isn't that what usually happens in these stories? So my name is Jessica Molly Thompson but I go by Jess, Jessie or Thompy when I'm playing Football. I'm 20 years old and I am still in school cause' they made me repeat year 13 twice! I'm 5ft 8inch and I am not the skinniest person in the world, but I'm determined to stop having those nasty names just thrown at me like I'm a dustbin! I have long honey blonde hair and just got my braces taken off after 2 painful years and 14 tightening sessions! In school I do Drama, triple science and P.E. Yes, girls can play sport as well morons! I live with my mum, brother and dog, Betty. My dad is stationed in Afghanistan and we see him once every two years if he can make it... Oh I'm at school, I'll continue later, but for now Mr King, my headmaster, wants to see me, this should be interesting. Note the sarcasm.
As I walk through the 6th form block I constantly get fist bumps, high fives or sluts looking at me like I killed a baby! I walk through the white walls that make me feel like I'm in a hospital. As I'm walking I run my soft fingertips along the fragile walls avoiding the light switches and windows. I slowly make my way into Mr Kings office without knocking.
"Hey mark!" I exclaim!
"Miss Thompson it is school hours, I would appreciate it if you called me Mr King or sir". Okay, I thought, just because you want me to call you by your professional name doesn't mean I am going to!
"Okay... Mark! What was it that you wanted to see me abou-" I stop abruptly in the middle of my sentence when I hear a husky chuckle coming from the Staffroom which is attached to his office. I decide to let it slide and take a seat after he gestures for me to do so.
"Jessica, I heard you missed two detentions last week? And you have one today with er, ah, eh... Mrs Jones? I trust the source that that is correct?"
Me being the ever so polite person I am. Again note the sarcasm! Responded with a "yes, sir"
" you have had way too many detentions this term so you are going to have to make up for it by doing some extra work. Now I would like for you to meet Harry, Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn..." As soon as he got to Niall, 5 incredibly handsome boys came bursting out of the Staffroom. I must have been staring for too long because a guy with a small quiff interrupted me and I could feel my cheeks getting hotter by the millisecond! I'm pretty sure I looked like a baboons but? " hello, Jess is it? I'm Liam, it's nice to meet you, love!". Oooohhh he was ever so polite!
"Yeah, hi Liam! And hi guys! Not to sound rude, but sir? What are 5 guys doing in your office? Was you wife not enough last night or something?" 4 of them tried to keep their laughs muffled but then the blonde one just started looking like he couldn't breathe! Finally he just roared with laughter followed by the others. I looked over at Mr King and you could practically see steam coming out his ears and nose!
" no Jessica! These boys are going to help you with your detentions, meaning if you help them then you don't have any more detentions/ sanctions for a whole term"
I responded with a "sure" because I really wasn't bothered, But I made sure I put enough enthusiasm on the word because I was quite happy to spend time with these hunks!
Today was just an average crispy autumn day in London, it's quarter to seven in the morning and its a Thursday, great! I have got yet another detention from Mrs Jones for not completing my drama assessment and breaking her chair "accidentally" and not showing up to that Saturday detention cause I was hungover. Anyway, I got up to the annoying sound of the oh so famous marimba ringtone! I don't my normal routine which consists of having a shower and washing my body with herbal shower gel by natural collection, shampooing my hair with Pantene shampoo and conditioner. I also shave my legs during the shower and underarms! Once I have finished my shower I wrap my hair up in a Turby-towel and wrap my body up in a blue towel. I then get dressed in a pair of black skinnies, a baby blue ralph lauren sweater and some black padded vans after moisturising with cocoa butter and applying some Maybelline the falsies mascara in black and a Bourjois lip crayon in the colour 'orange punch'.
I quickly run down the two flights of stairs into my what some people call 'man cave' but really it's just my game room with an Xbox, ps3, flatscreen tv, spare bed and sofa and a fridge and freezer stocked with alcohol and Chicago pizzas and chips mainly! Anyway, I packed my bag for school and ran up to the first floor of the house.
"JESS, DO YOU WANT A BACON SANDWICH?" I heard mum call for me but I wasn't hungry, truth is, I'm starving! I run down the hallway to the kitchen where my twin brother, Harry, is sitting on a stool, as usual stuffing his face. I don't get it, he has the best metabolism system ever, he can eat all he fucking wants and still looks hot. I know he's my brother but he's quite good looking if I must say so myself!
I was interrupted from my thoughts when I heard mum repeat her question which I responded with a " I'll pick up breakfast and lunch on the way to school". I knew i eas lying to my mum and that i wasn't going to buy any food today apart from a granola bar, maybe. And with that I walked back down the corridor towards the front porch, saying goodbye to my bulldog on the way, and picked up my vans and left the house not before yelling a "BYE!" Over my shoulder which was responded with a 'whatever' from Harry and a 'bye sweetie' from my mum.
I walked to my blue Peugeot, shitty car, I know but not everyone in this neighbourhood has a nice house AND a nice car! Anyways, I buckled myself in my seat before pressing the clutch all the way down and gently pressing the accelerator after swiftly changing gears! I should probably use this time to tell you about me, isn't that what usually happens in these stories? So my name is Jessica Molly Thompson but I go by Jess, Jessie or Thompy when I'm playing Football. I'm 20 years old and I am still in school cause' they made me repeat year 13 twice! I'm 5ft 8inch and I am not the skinniest person in the world, but I'm determined to stop having those nasty names just thrown at me like I'm a dustbin! I have long honey blonde hair and just got my braces taken off after 2 painful years and 14 tightening sessions! In school I do Drama, triple science and P.E. Yes, girls can play sport as well morons! I live with my mum, brother and dog, Betty. My dad is stationed in Afghanistan and we see him once every two years if he can make it... Oh I'm at school, I'll continue later, but for now Mr King, my headmaster, wants to see me, this should be interesting. Note the sarcasm.
As I walk through the 6th form block I constantly get fist bumps, high fives or sluts looking at me like I killed a baby! I walk through the white walls that make me feel like I'm in a hospital. As I'm walking I run my soft fingertips along the fragile walls avoiding the light switches and windows. I slowly make my way into Mr Kings office without knocking.
"Hey mark!" I exclaim!
"Miss Thompson it is school hours, I would appreciate it if you called me Mr King or sir". Okay, I thought, just because you want me to call you by your professional name doesn't mean I am going to!
"Okay... Mark! What was it that you wanted to see me abou-" I stop abruptly in the middle of my sentence when I hear a husky chuckle coming from the Staffroom which is attached to his office. I decide to let it slide and take a seat after he gestures for me to do so.
"Jessica, I heard you missed two detentions last week? And you have one today with er, ah, eh... Mrs Jones? I trust the source that that is correct?"
Me being the ever so polite person I am. Again note the sarcasm! Responded with a "yes, sir"
" you have had way too many detentions this term so you are going to have to make up for it by doing some extra work. Now I would like for you to meet Harry, Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn..." As soon as he got to Niall, 5 incredibly handsome boys came bursting out of the Staffroom. I must have been staring for too long because a guy with a small quiff interrupted me and I could feel my cheeks getting hotter by the millisecond! I'm pretty sure I looked like a baboons but? " hello, Jess is it? I'm Liam, it's nice to meet you, love!". Oooohhh he was ever so polite!
"Yeah, hi Liam! And hi guys! Not to sound rude, but sir? What are 5 guys doing in your office? Was you wife not enough last night or something?" 4 of them tried to keep their laughs muffled but then the blonde one just started looking like he couldn't breathe! Finally he just roared with laughter followed by the others. I looked over at Mr King and you could practically see steam coming out his ears and nose!
" no Jessica! These boys are going to help you with your detentions, meaning if you help them then you don't have any more detentions/ sanctions for a whole term"
I responded with a "sure" because I really wasn't bothered, But I made sure I put enough enthusiasm on the word because I was quite happy to spend time with these hunks!
Notes
Second fanfic because I deleted the other one a few weeks back! :( Comment, subscribe and vote if you want, im not gonna complain Bye my lovelies. Please give me feedback and tell me when you would like the next chapter! Bear in minds it's 11pm here in England!Byeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!! ( Marcus butler exit) xxx
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