You want detention?

I walked past Dante and Bianca and Lucas, heading straight over toward Abigail and Jeff. "That means you two too." I looked down at Abigail after they had put some distance between the two of them. "I don't like giving detention," I said, hoping she knew I meant I didn't want to give her detention, "but I will if I have to." I turned my gaze to Jeff. "Now, are you going to get to class, or should I give you detention for inappropriate conduct and loitering in the halls?"

I took a step back, sure Mr. Frost was about to slam my head ito the locker, he looked like it. "D-Dude, man! It was just a little kiss! Students do far more than that in these halls... And even more than that in places you wouldn't even have a clue!" Not that Abigail and I have ever done it here, but I knew people who have. "You going to give us detention, you may as well detain the entire school!"

I blinked repeatedly up at Dante, feeling incredibly awkward between him and Luke. I felt like my skin was going to crawl off of my body. "I-- I'm sorry, D... Mr. Frost." I swallowed hard, grateful I hadn't called him by his first name. "I'll get to class."

"Well, alright....." I took Bianca's hand, preparing to walk away when Dante spoke up. "I need to speak with Miss. Samms, so can you stay behind? I'll write you a pass. You can head off to class Mr. Michaels." I glanced oddly between the two. "I'll see you later, babe." I leaned in to kiss her cheek and stopped when I saw Mr. Frost's face. "My bad! Love you, babe." I smiled at her and walked away wondering what crawled up his ass and died.

I shifted uncomfortably. "Sorry..." I glanced up at Jeff. "Let's just go.." I said, tugging his hand some. I felt like a snake was crawling up and down my spine. I didn't like being so close to both of them at the same time. Not when I felt such overwhelming guilt suddenly.

"You wanna follow me to my office in the locker room Miss Samms?" I asked Bianca, knowing I didn't have a class for another hour. My first period was free and I had to at least see her for a few minutes.

I was grateful Luke had walked off. I hadn't said I loved him in return, mostly because I wasn't sure what I felt anymore. Yeah, I knew I loved him, but I didn't know if I could say it, considering how I felt about Dante. Nodding my head softly, I started to walk ahead of him, unable to find my voice.

"You can get going to class, Mr. Michaels." My gaze didn't leave Abigail though. "Hold on a moment, Abigail. I need to have a word with you about your article that's due today for the paper." I motioned my head to the side, telling Jeff to get going.

I had wanted to spend time with my girl before class, but of course, Coach Frost had to come in and use his position as a teacher to royally piss me off. I grunted and gave Abigail's hand a soft squeeze before gleaning Mr. Frost's glare. I pulled my hand back quickly, holding my hands up as if he were a cop. "Sorry. I'm going." I winked over at Abigail. "Love you, hon. See you in a bit!" I turned and left, heading off toward class.

"Love you.." I said softly, folding my arms over my chest and watching as he walked away. I turned to Jackson. "What paper? Because last I checked I didn't have to turn that in till tomorrow." I raised my eyebrow slightly, smirking. My eyes taking in his face, lingering slightly on his lips and then his eyes. God he had the most beautiful eyes.

I leaned a little closer to her, but not too close. "Can I have a moment with you in the paper class?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, just so she could hear. I'm sure she could hear how much I wanted her in my voice. God, if only I could pull her into my arms right here and show her how much I had missed her, and it had barely even been a little over six hours since I had seen her, but I missed her more than I could even begin to describe.

I let my nose wrinkle up just a little before nodding. "You sure can." I walked in front of him, trying to get the burning feeling in my belly to go away. I knew what his eyes were saying. Even in the short amount of time we'd known each other. Not to mention I had missed him... even in the short time we had been away from one another that I didn't mind being late for class.