Every Last Breath - Jemi 1x01

Demi's POV;
I walked into the classroom with Joe walking slightly behind me. We closed the door behind us making sure no one saw us. It has been exactly 13 years since we met, 13 years we have been friends now. 'Right, we're in. Whats the plan?' I say to him, smiling.
'Right, we need to find the chalk. I have big plans for this blackboard. Get the orange, pink and white.' He tells me.
I pull a hairgrip out of my hair and pick the lock to get into our teachers draw. I see the colours and get them, passing them to him. Our hands touch, I drop the chalk on his palm pulling away fast. 'Right, what do you want me to do?' he asks.
'Find the sticky tape, position this...' he says, pulling our sign out his pocket, 'on the chair were it'll stick to her top.' I read the sign and laugh. Ah good memories.
I go through her draw finding the tape and sort it out. 'Done,' I smile.
'Right. I'm nearly finished... 3... 2... 1... Done.' He takes a step back.
'Amazing. Right, time to add the finishing touch. Pass me the pink?' I ask. He throws it to me and gets the blue out the draw. I draw the heart in white, before writing Demitria.D.L inside it, Joe writes Joeseph.A.J. Then we put everything back and look at our work.
He's drawn a big fat person with big, frizzy ginger hair, a little piggy face, and a speech bubble saying 'I suck vagina.' It's a portrait of our teacher, Mrs. Bacon. I'm actually being serious, that's her name. Stupid, isn't it. But that's where the pig face comes from.
'You like it?' Joe asks me, as if my opinion means everything to him.
'Amazing, now we've gotta go,' I laugh, grabbing his hand and running out the room.
We see Selena. 'HEY! Just wait till you see what we just...' Joe silences me before I can finish.
'Right, yea. It's your anniversary. How long now?' She asks them.
'13 years...' I answer.
'1 hour, and...' Joe looks at his watch, '18 minutes. Not that anyone's counting.' He smiles at me.
I blush. 'Well, he is.' I laugh.
-20 minutes later, in class-
Mrs. Bacon's finally arrived. She's 5 minutes late. We have to wait outside, coz she doesn't trust any of us in the room alone. She unlocked the door (I carefully re-locked it after we left) and let us in. The first thing she saw. The giant drawing on the board. Second thing? Our names.
'DEMI! JOE!' she shouted. 'DETENTION! Lunchtime today. Don't be late. And I'm calling your moms,' she says, threateningly.
'LUSH! Tell her I say hey! I haven't seen her for a week. She's in India,' I say.
'Ask my mom what we're having for tea tonight? Oh, and tell her Demi's coming over at about five, yea?' Joe smiles, angelically.
'Joe, I'm not your personal messenger. And Demi, I'll call your dad instead.' She retaliates.
'Good luck, he's dead.' I scoff. 'Has been for 13 years. That's why I have such a bad influence,' I laugh glancing at Joe. 'Miss, face it, you're not gonna win. Unless you want to call my little sister? She'll only tell you to shut up though.' I smile.
'Don't tell me to shut up!' She shouts.
'Oh, sit down, relax miss. I'll be good,' Joe says. 'And Demi'll do her best,' he winks at me. I see exactly what he's doing here.
'Yea, I'll be a little angel. You won't even know I'm here,' I smile.
She goes and sits down, Joe hi-fives me under the desk. She starts the register, to make sure we're all here.
End of POV
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