Chapter 8

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"Bye mom!" Blake yelled.

She glanced down at her combat boots, making sure the laces were tied before hopping on her board.

She skated off to school, doing a few tricks just because she wanted to.

When she got there she stomped on the end so it went flying up and into her hands as she walked into school.

Then someone tapped her on the shoulder.

She groaned and turned around ready to tell Jace off but it was the principal.

"I would like to see you in my office" he said once she took out her headphones.

She followed after him and glared at Jace who was giving her a questioning look.

Once Blake sat down the principal along with the vice principal stood in front of her.

"Do you know why you are here?"

"Nope."

"You sure?"

"Can you just tell me?" she asked while grumbling.

They brushed off her attitude as the principal leaned forward slightly.

"You ran out of school yesterday."

"Oh yeah."

"That's all you have to say?" he questioned her.

"I needed to get home to my mom because she needed me."

"That's no excuse to leave school like that."

"My mom needed me so I left. Sorry she is more important to me than school is."

"I get that... why did she need you?"

"That is none of your business."

"See it is our business. If you don't tell us we will have to give you a double detention for today and tomorrow."

Blake crossed her arms and stared at the principal dead in the eyes.

"Then I guess I am getting a double detention."

"Very well, it will go on your record."

"I'm well aware."

They filled out her double detention and sighed.

"You are a new student Blake, I know who your father was. But you can't act like you have special treatment because of it" he explained.

Blake narrowed her eyes at the principal.

The principal and vice principal were the only two people who knew who Blake's father was at this school. Susie's lawyer came in and threatened to sue if they had told anyone. Adam Sterling kept it a secret for a reason.

"So what exactly are you implying Mr. Reed?" Blake growled.

"I'm just saying that you will not be getting special treatment because of who your father was. Yes it's a tragedy of what happened but just because you are his daughter doesn't mean you can misbehave."

"I never said I wanted special treatment cause quite frankly I don't care how people act with me. But don't even think I misbehave because of him. This is the way I am so if you really have a problem with it take it up with someone who cares."

With that Blake walked off with her head high.

She knew she shouldn't have talked back to the principal. She could easily be kicked out but there was nothing she could do now.

Blake walked into class late and everyone looked at her.

"Why are you late?"

"I was with the principal."

"I'll give a call down."

She sat in her assigned seat while a few people continued to stare at her.

She pretended she was going to jump up at them and they flinched and looked away making her snicker.

§

"Why did the principal call you this morning?"

"I don't see how that's any of your business."

Blake leaned back in her chair and cocked an eyebrow at Jace.

"Oh come on! I'm trying to be your friend" he groaned.

"I'll save you the time, we won't be friends."

He gave her a look.

"Come on princess."

She glared at Jace so hard that if looks could kill he would be dead.

"Don't ever call me that again" she spat out.

"Aw why not princess?"

Blake shot up and grabbed the collar of his shirt.

"If I were you I would not call me that name anymore."

She shoved him back making him fall backwards on his chair. Everyone turned to the sudden loud bang seeing Jace roll from the chair and hop up off the floor.

Blake stormed out of the lunchroom and sat outside her next class.

"I'm sorry."

"Leave me alone Jace."

"Listen-"

"No you listen!" Blake snapped.

She stood up and came face to face with Jace since she was wearing her combat boots. She was glad, being an inch shorter wouldn't have been as intimidating.

"I don't know why you are everywhere I am. I don't understand why you feel the need to come and be friends with me. I do not want to be your friend, get that through your thick skull. So leave me the hell alone and stop trying to get all up in my business" she growled.

"I'm just trying to be nice."

"I don't want you to be. I'm better off on my own anyways. So just leave me alone and save us both the time and energy and just don't speak to me."

"But-"

"Dear god Jace! Just leave it alone. We aren't friends. So go."

He gave Blake one last look before walking off down the hall sadly.

§

After her detention Blake texted her mom and she was still at work.

So she decided to go to the tattoo parlor.

She already had two tattoo's and she wanted more. One for her dad and one matching one with her mom. She was getting another for her dad.

Blake already had a drawing and the guy turned it into stencil. She laid down and he put it on her right shoulder.

"You ready?" the guy asked as the tattoo gun began buzzing.

"Yes."

It turned hurt as bad as she thought it would and once if was finished she stared at it.

"I love it, thanks" she said as she stared at it.

She paid him and he wrapped it up.

"Cool hair" a girl said who was in the waiting room.

"Thanks."

She was happy in this moment in time.
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9-7-20

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