Roomie looked around the halls. No other students or teachers in sight. She grinned and reached into her bag. Inside were 8 bottles containing hydrogen peroxide, dish soap, and a bit of food coloring for fun. There was also another bottle containing water and yeast that she had just mixed together in the bathroom. Carefully she shook a hydrogen bottle, placed it in the middle of the hall, and poured some of the water-yeast mixture into it. The resulting reaction filled that small area of the hallway with foam. Roomie smiled mischievously to herself. One down, seven to go.
She was moving slower than she had anticipated not taking into account the time that she needed to keep lookout. Roomie was only on bottle five when the bell rang. She had to act quickly. Instead of putting the other three bottles in other spots around school she decided to put all four right here in front of the gym. When she finished pouring the water mixture into the last bottle Ms. Crow, most students called her WOC, the philosophy teacher rounded the corner. A sigh could be heard through the halls. Roomie looked up at the teacher and back down to the colorful foam spreading across the floor; then back up to the teacher. She gave her a sheepish smile.
"Roomie, why is it that I'm always the one to catch you when you do these practical jokes." The teacher sighed again and expertly avoided the foam while walking to Roomie.
"Aww come on WOC, can't you just pretend this time that you didn't see me?" Roomie gave her a megawatt smile.
"We both know that I can't do that kiddo. Come on, we both know that you know the way to the principal's office." The pair made their way down the halls. Roomie heard awed chatter from the other students. She was by far the best prankster in the whole school. She passed by her friends Ramona and Richard; both giving her a thumbs up. Roomie spots Gulden further down the hallway and gives her a wink. Gulden just smirks at her and continues to her classes.
Roomie is escorted to the principal's office and patiently waits for her punishment. She looks around the familiar room and notes that Principal Jo added a new medieval weapons magazine to his collection. This one has a mace on the cover.
"Roomie, your antics are getting tiresome. Although, seeing as you didn't cause any damage to anything and only made a mess I think I'll just give you a week of after-school detentions," The principal sat back in his seat. Roomie groaned.
"Jo. Buddy. Pal. Amigo. A week seems a little long. Like you said I didn't break anything! No one got hurt! Can't we cut it down to like three days?" She asked with her signature smile. The principal chuckled and shook his head.
"No Roomie, not this time. One week starting today. I'll see you in detention, three-thirty sharp."
Roomie walked into her chemistry class with her head held high. The other students gave her a little round of applause before the bell rang. The teacher Susan Harper walked in and looked a Roomie with a smile.
"Alright class, we're going to be talking about chemical reactions today. Roomie gave us a wonderful example to start with."
Roomie, usually very attentive in class was already busy thinking of her next prank. She felt a light tap on her shoulder. Richard smiled at her and gave her a thumbs up. Roomie admired his collar and confidence. She loved it when kids were willing to put themselves out there and be who they wanted to be.
"Way to go on this one Roomie, the whole school is talking about it."
"It was nothing, really. My next one is going to be even better."
"How long do you have detention this time?" The boy asked while copying down notes from the board.
"Ugh I've got a whole week. It sucks and I'm not looking forward to it." Richard gave her a sympathetic pat on the back and went back to taking notes for the class. Roomie went back to daydreaming about what she would do next.
By the time three-thirty rolled around Roomie was already bored. She didn't know if she could last through detention. Opening the door to the room detention was held in she was met with a mostly empty room. She sat beside her friend Jak and he gave her a fist bump and a smile. A few moments later the door opened again.
In walked a girl with a tired look on her face. She had dark hair that fell past her shoulders. Roomie's cheeks turned red and she watched this girl walk to the back of the classroom and rested her head down on the desk.
Roomie had a feeling that detention wasn't going to be so boring after all.