**Author's Note: Just a little fun story about some kids in high school acting like doofuses. There's Tom and Mark from Blink-182, some made up characters named Luke and Josie, and Cyrus from NFG (I've decided to dabble with cross-over! :D). Don't kill me if the guys aren't really like this in real life--I'm just bored and decided to have some fun with some of my favorite band members. Well, thanks for reading..enjoy! (and review!)**

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"Hello, everyone," said the lady with the gray suit and condescending smile who stood at the front of the classroom. "And welcome to detention."

"What the fuck does she think she is, some kind of dictator?" Luke leaned over and hissed to his friend, Tom. "Oh, I'm so scared!" Tom laughed and shook his head.

The lady's attention shifted to the back of the room, where the two heathens sat. Her smile took a strange turn. "I see we have some critics in the audience. Tell me, what are your names?"

"Oh, I'm Mark!" Tom piped up, giving her the name of his best friend.

"I'm Josie," Luke put in, passing himself off with the name of Tom's girlfriend, also in the room. Mark, who sat on the other side of Luke, stepped on his Vans-clad foot. "Smooth move, dumbass!" Luke just rolled his eyes.

The lady did the same.

"The one with the purple hair is Tom DeLonge, Ms. Wattson," spoke up a girl with glasses and annoyingly curly hair who sat next to Ms. Wattson's desk. "And the blond one is Luke Charmell."

Luke rolled his eyes again, and Tom threw up his hands in annoyance. Their friend Cyrus, who sat a few seats in front of them, turned back and shot them a sympathetic glance, along with a mouthed "bitch".

"Thank you, Amanda," Ms. Wattson said. Amanda flashed a metallic smile. "Tom, Luke, you will stay an extra hour. Now, as I was getting ready to say, I'm Ms. Wattson, as you've probably deduced, and I will be your detention supervisor. For today, I'd like you to write me an essay describing the reason you're here--in detail. I'd also like you to include why you're sorry you did it, and why you will never do it again."

"What if we're not sorry?" Luke muttered. Luckily for him, Ms. Wattson didn't hear his remark.

"Now, I'm going to leave the room for a little while, and Miss Goodman here--" Ms. Wattson motioned towards Amanda. "--will be left in charge. I expect you all to work silently on your essays and give Miss Goodman no trouble." With that, Ms. Wattson turned briskly on her heel and left the room.

"Hell, yeah, party time!" Mark exclaimed as soon as the door closed, his face adorned with a childish smile.

"I don't think so," Amanda cut in. "You heard Ms. Wattson. You're supposed to work on your essays quietly."

"Yes, Miss Goodman!" Tom chirped in a squeaky, high-pitched voice. Luke and Mark laughed and slapped him low-fives.

"One more peep out of any of you and I am going to get Ms. Wattson!" Amanda exclaimed.

There was a short silence.

Luke couldn't contain himself... "Peep!"

Amanda's face turned a fiery red. "That's it! I'm going to get Ms. Wattson!" And she stalked off out the door.

For a moment, the room was silent. No one spoke a word...

And then the laughter spilled out.

"That's it, I'm going to get Ms. Wattson!" Mark mimicked in a shrill falsetto.

"What a bitch," Cyrus commented.

"Well, until she and the dragon lady come back, we may as well have a little fun," Josie said smiling.

Tom gasped. "And the lady thinks we had to be told that!"

Josie smiled as Tom leaned back to give her a quick kiss.

"Enough sappy crappy, let's blow this place," Luke said.

"Hey, a little fun is kick-ass cool, but we could get busted pretty easy if we tried to escape," Cyrus pointed out.

"Yeah, and how would we get out anyway?" Mark inquired.

Luke motioned toward the windows. "They're open, and they're big enough to crawl through. I know--I've done it."

"Yeah, that's why you're in detention now," Josie said, rolling her eyes.

"And you're the embodiment of innocence, Miss 'Let's Me and Tom Make Out in the Boys' Locker Room After Phys Ed'?" Luke challenged.

"That wasn't the point, doofus."

"You know, I guess we might as well. Even though they are obviously gonna find out once Amanda and Ms. Wattserface get back, we can always sneak out the next detention, and there are only a few weeks of school left, then we'll be free of San Dimas High School all together," Tom spoke up.

"Hell, he's right--life is short, let's have some fun," Mark said.

Luke smiled. "Anyone who doesn't wanna cut, raise your hand." He looked hard around his four friends. "All righty then!"

Luke walked over to the window and slid it open easily.

"Good thing we're on the first floor," Cyrus laughed.

"Yeah, we'd have a hell of a time if we were up in Gavren's room," Josie smirked, thinking of their history teacher's top-floor classroom.

"Okay, you guys, if I need a little push or something, I'll let you know. I'm gonna climb out now," Luke said.

"Aw, will wittle Wuke need some help pushing his cute wi'l butt out the window?" Mark quipped.

"Shut up, Hoppus." Luke playfully punched his friend, then put his hands on the bookshelf that was against the wall that had the windows and hoisted himself up and through the window.

The rest of the gang didn't see him land, but they heard the small thump of Luke's shoes hitting the pavement and his slightly wind-stolen, "It's cool!"

"Who's next?" Josie looked around the room.

"I'll go ahead," Tom volunteered, jumping onto the bookshelf. A miniature porcelain statue of an apple sitting on top of a stack of books began to tremble.

"Careful, Tom," Cyrus warned his friend, noticing the shaking paperweight.

"Right-o!" Tom gave a mock salute just before he jumped out the window and onto the ground below. "Okay I'm good!"

"I guess I'll follow," Josie said.

Mark placed a hand on her shoulder. "You're a good man, Josie."

Josie rolled her eyes and smilled as she climbed onto the bookshelf. She proceeded to jump out the window and signal her okay.

Cyrus looked at Mark.

"Okay, I guess I'll go ahead next," Mark said.

"Cool...I wonder why that Amanda girl is taking so long," Cyrus pondered.

"Whatever. Doesn't matter to me!" Mark exclaimed with a carefree smile as he jumped out the window.

"Okay, I'm coming down now," Cyrus said to his friends.

"I should hope so, Cyrus," Josie laughed.

Cyrus was just placing his hands on the bookshelf's edge when he heard the doorknob turn. He froze on the spot.

"Shit, Bolooki, come on!" Luke urged him impatiently.

Then the door opened, causing Cyrus to jump and come back to his senses.

"Oh, fuck..." He turned around to see who had entered the room.