Alison missed the room at first since she was in her own world since she got out of that office. She then remebered halfway downthe hall the she had passed the Detention room and went back, paying attention, and went into the room. She found her bag on the floor and sat in the chair. She looked at the broken glass from the door and sighed. Why couldn't she have had had a really awfull flu or something so she didn't have to come to school. She didn't have to see Dulse and Hunter together, didn't have to be locked up in this stupid school, she should have taken the offer to go to another school when her father asked. But, No. Alison looked out the window and imagined a storm, it would be how she felt. Screw guys, she can have him. When this is over, I'm moving schools. she thought. She dug into her bag and found her writing book. It was her most prized possesion, even if it was just a plain note book. She had been writing for a long time, but ever since Summer was when she started to really write. She started to read the first page, and noticed the date was three years ago. She then flipped to an empty page and stared at it. She had an urge to throw it out the window. Right now, she took back what she said to Hunter. Every. Last. Word. She should've just ignored him this morning, ignored him in class, ignored him now. She put a hand on her forehead and took in the devasted room again and stuffed her notebook into her bag. Her fingers came in touch with something hard but something smooth, it was her book. She pulled it out a little and stared at the title "Becareful what you say, you may regret it later." she read outloud then snorted from the ironic title. She dropped it back in then put on her jacket and slung her bag over her shoulder, making her way towards her locker.