Lock Up

Hello, my name is Mia. Well let’s just get to the point i’m a badass child who got put in a home for children who can’t be proper. I got put here because i kept skipping all my classes and don’t have ‘proper manners’ i should say. Weirdly it’s a mix between boys and girls, though the only time we see the boys is when we have lunch and outside time.

Most girls don’t play with the boys but i do. Before coming here i LOVED and i mean LOVED to play football. It’s just my thing. So whenever we have outside time, we play football. The girls usually gossip and its usually about me, but i don’t mind, if i don’t hear, i don’t have to deal with it.

Right now we’re doing math and i can’t concentrate because my mind is just going crazy.

“Hey, do you know number five?” i asked the girl sitting next to me. Her name was Jillian, she was my best friend even though she was a bit shy. “Mia!” the teacher called. By the way all the teachers here are REALLY strict.

“Is there something important you would like to share?” She asked. Oh. Did i mention i was the ‘class clown’ too? “Yea, uh what’s number five?” i asked and all the girls laughed quietly.

“Disrespect i see?” she started quietly “Do you want to lose your outdoor time?!” then she got real loud “No, ma’am.” i shook my head “Then be quiet and do your work!” she yelled and slammed her ruler on the desk.

Later… “No! You are going to be locked up! You are a very bad boy!” I heard a teacher yell as i was walking in the hallway to my next class. “No! I swear i didn’t do anything!” the boy yelled. She was grabbing him by the ear and was taking him to the cell. Then she threw him in there. I waited till she left then i went up to the boy.

“Hey, what happened?” i asked as i was looking around to make sure there weren’t any teachers. “I got locked up for no reason. She thinks i did it.” he huffed and squeezed tighter on the cell bars. “Did what? i can’t read your mind kid.” i asked and he sighed and chuckled a little.

“Well the teacher think i wrote a note about her that says she’s a stupid bitch, even tough it wasn’t me, it was Louis. She should know by now all that kid is, is trouble.” he sighed once again and looked at me. “Oh, i’m sorry… who is Louis by the way?” i asked curiously “The funniest most troubling kid you will ever meet. All he does is cause trouble, thats why he’s here. He says its ‘fun’.” he said emphasizing ‘fun’.

“Sounds like a great kid.” i said sarcastically just as the bell rang to tell us we had 5 minutes to get to class. “I should be going, it was nice to meet you uh…” “Niall.” he finished for me “Niall. Cute.” i smiled “I’ll see you later i guess.” i waved and he waved back and i left for social studies.
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“Does anyone know the answer to number 10?” the teacher asked and a girl raised her hand. Her name is Breanne, she’s the teachers pet, although she doesn’t have proper manners.

“Yes?” the teacher said calling on her “B.” she answered proudly “Correct.” the teacher smiled and put the answer on the board, although i was busy drawing, which i’m really talented at, i heard the chalk against the board.

“Mia?” i heard the teacher call and i jumped up from my drawing. “Yes?” i asked “Do you know the answer to number 15?” she asked. 15? Wow. “Umm… No ma’am.” i coughed and she walked up to me and i hid my paper. “What is that dear?” she asked in a calming voice. Trying to trick me into giving up. “Notes.” i lied “Let me see.” she smiled and i calmly let my hands go from my paper and she quickly snatched it putting the frown back on her face.

“Drawing in class eh? Lock up for you!” she yelled “Please no! i don’t want to go!” i yelled and she dragged me by my arm to the cells. “10 days!” she yelled “No ple-“ i got cut off by the sound of the doors closing. “Please.” i whispered and slid my hands from the bars. “Oh hey, its you.” A familiar voice said and i jumped at the voice and looked behind me. “Oh hey Niall.” i smiled “I didn’t know girls and boys can be in lock up together?” i said “They can’t but she probably didn’t see me, i mean it is pretty dark in here.” he laughed “True.” i chuckled sitting next to him on the bed. Then i realized there is only one bed. “Wait there is only one bed. How are we going to sleep?” i asked “I’ll put my head on this end and your head on that end.” he said pointing to the other end of the bed. “Oh ok.” i smiled

“How many days did u get?” he asked looking at me “10.” i said looking at him too “How about you?” i asked “10 as well.” he said “And all because of a piece of paper.” i giggled. “Wait what did you do?” he asked “Drawing in class.” i answered looking at the folded paper i snatched off her desk before she threw me out. “Oh, you good at it?” he asked looking down at it too. “Yea, pretty good.” i laughed lightly “Well let me see.” he smiled “No, its-its kind of embarrassing.” i said fumbling with the piece of paper. “Please? Pretty Please?” he begged “Fine.” i hesitated and sighed when i handed him the piece of paper. His eyes went wide “Yea i know weird thing to draw bu-“ “No. This…this is amazing!” he whisper-yelled “You’re not disturbed at all by the fact that it’s you in here?” i asked raising my eyebrows. “No! This is incredible… I can’t draw for shit.” he laughed just as we heard loud tapping on the bars.

“Kid! Who you talking to in there?” a loud manly voice said and mine and Niall’s eyes went wide “No one.” he said calmly “Alright go to sleep. Its half past 9.” he said and i heard footsteps walking away. “Well that was close.” Niall whispered to me and i nodded and tried not to laugh. “Lets go to sleep aye?” i asked after i calmed down a bit. “Yea.” he agreed and we both lied down on the bed. “Goodnight uh… you never told me your name actually.” he said sitting up. “Mia.” i stated

“Well then goodnight Mia.” Niall said laying back down.

“Sweet dreams, Niall.”

Notes

Hey! first chapter good??

tell meh!!

and tell me any ideas on the name, i like lock up so far but idk yet :))

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