Another day in hell, I thought to myself. The large iron gates in front of me seemed to stretch, even as tall as I was, for miles. The large spikes at the top poised to stab the heavens. I sighed deeply and cast a cursory glance over my shoulder. Maybe I can skip today too… My mind trailed off and just as I was about to turn around I got called out.
"Oowada, you can't ditch school." My body stiffened then my shoulders slumped when I recognized the voice that had, for the hundredth time, called me out. "It's against the school rules and I have told you countless times about your delinquent actions. If you were planning not to go to class then you may have very well stayed in bed at your hou-"
I whipped around, the boy was wearing the uniform issued to the hall monitors along with the red sash worn around his arm,those are probably what's giving him all this false authority. His arms were crossed over his chest and he spoke in a know-it-all-tone he most likely didn't mean to have.
"Shut up, will ya?" I snapped at him, "I'll go to the goddamn classes! Holy shit!" I noticed the kiss-ass' face twist in disgust and he debated calling at me as I pushed by him.
Whether I pushed into him as soon as he was about to spout more rules at me or my size intimidated the boy in white enough to shut him the hell up, I could give two shits less. However as I walked away, I did hear him close and lock the gate. Although I may have won the battle of whether or not I have to listen to his shit, he doomed me to stay in this hell-hole. Well played, Ishimaru, well payed.
Defeated, I managed to slump my way to class.
Not on time of course.
"Oowada Mondo," my teacher addressed me as soon as I walked in, "Mind telling me why you're late to my class?"
"Eh?" Can't I get a break from these guys? "Tch, yeah, I'm late cause I didn't wanna come to class." I shrugged and the classroom was immediately filled with the giggles and snickers of the other students.
The teacher sighed and walked over to her desk. She was, once again, filling the attendance sheet next to my name with "late".
Casually I made my way over to my seat in the back of the class and threw my feet on the table. "Oowada, get your feet off my desk." The woman commanded.
I glared in her direction, not only do I have to be here now, I'm not even allowed to be comfortable while I'm here! School was such an inconvenience.
She looked up from her clipboard, "This is your fifth unexcused tardy this semester, not even counting the absences, that means I'll have to give you after school detention for today and tomorrow." She said those words as if I didn't already have plans or better things to do, like watch paint dry or something.
I threw another hateful glare at her, "Fine, not like I've got a damned choice." She held the slip out in the front of class as if I was going to get up and get it. I rolled my eyes and held my palm out to her. "Like hell I'm going to get up." I murmured to myself but clearly loud enough for her to hear.
I had made it quite obvious I wasn't going to get up and get the fucking slip so she handed it to the dip-wad in the front of my row and asked him, "Pass this back, please."
After changing hands a couple times, the one-way ticket to Satan's bedroom finally made it over to me. Of course I read it and it happened to read,
DETENTION
Name: Oowada Mondo
Reason: Late
Signed: Mrs. Bitch
Prison Guard: Ishimaru Kyotaka
Okay I might have paraphrased a bit
"Ishimaru Kyotaka….?" I said nearly at a whisper, the name had slipped my mind for some reason. Then I realized who exactly that was. Fuck me….
From that point on the class seemed to lag much slower than usual, and that's saying something. I tried to pass the time by resting my head in my hands in a feeble attempt to sleep, but my mind kept on wandering elsewhere. I then began to think about the gang.
Soon I was consumed with envy, They're probably working on the bikes and playing poker right about now, I looked that the clock, 12:46. They're definitely working on their bikes and playing cards. Why the hell is school even a thing?
Just as I was about to get so deep in thought I'd be unresponsive, a paper was placed on my desk. It was the test I had taken last week.
96%
I sighed, yeah another A.
I didn't understand the use for school or why I had to go. I got straight A's anyways.
I continued to think about my hatred for school and my anger at the gang until I heard the long-awaited ringing in my ears.
Finally, I thought to myself, I can leave hell.
I had no intentions of going to detention in the first place, I had planned to sneak out with the crowd, jump on my bike, and go the fuck to the garage. Nothing was going to stop me.
I stood up from my too-small-for-me desk and began to put my plan in action. I shoved kids out of the way left and right, all to keep in the middle of the horde and keep out of sight the best I could.
As soon as I saw the great heaven piercing gates I started to pull out my keys. Big mistake.
Some student who was rushing to get out of school, even more so than me, rammed into me and sent my keys flying. This wouldn't have been a problem on a regular day, I would just wait out the rush and get them. But today, today was different. There was no way I could possibly just wait for the stampede to leave. I would be exposed.
Quickly I ducked down and began to search for the object that caused a fatal fracture in my perfect plan.