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Chapter 2: John's POV
Rules, rules, rules that's all I ever hear when it comes to this damn school. You can't sit here because you aren't a jock, or don't talk to them because you are a class clown. You want to know how I feel about rules… I say FUCK rules! Who needs them? They are so pointless and a waste of damn time. The way I see it, you don't like certain people, don't hang out with them. Don't do it because there's this made up ass "rule or law" that tells you, you can't.
The name is Cena! John Cena! I am a junior at V.K.M and since my freshmen year, my schoolmates classify me as a "class clown". I classify myself as independent. I do whatever the fuck I want to do, when I want to do it and no one can tell me different. That's where the troubles come in. You can pretty much say me and the principal Mr. McMahon are best friends. I'm practically in his office every damn day, and may I add not by choice.
Today I was one of the eight kicks sentence to Saturday detention. Honestly, I think Mr. McMahon has a crush on me and wants some alone time with me, and so people wouldn't get suspicious he invited seven other people, to keep his cover.
I could care less about being here right now to be perfectly honest…
These other characters on the other hand might have an anxiety attack or something. Not because we are here on a perfectly beautiful Saturday but because we are eight different people from eight different social groups, and "Oh my God" who will they talk to for four whole hours. It'll really be interesting to see how this shit turns out.
John walked into the unlocked entrance around back the eight kids had strict instructions to go to. He smirked seeing the prep and the slut, stand side by side and not say a word to each other.
This day might just be a little more fun than I am expecting.
John walked over to the two girls and stood in between them.
"So come here often?" he chuckled
"Loser" Eve and Melina said in unison before the two each walked separate ways, leaving John amused
Bitches, See on a serious note most of us are alike both Eve and Melina are bitches, but since Melina's a prep and Eve's a slut these stupid people say they can't hangout. I'm sure at the end of the day we all have something in common, but I guess they'll never see that.
John leaned against the wall and his smirk got wider when he saw the principal walked in.
"Hello Vinncy!" John teased
"Don't start with me Cena!" Mr. McMahon said "You three come!"
"Yessir!" John mocked
Melina and Eve both rolled their eyes and followed.
"You all better hope the rest of your breakfast club arrives in the next three minutes because if not, we will be doing this all again next weekend" he chuckled
"What!" Eve argued "If they don't come we all have to come back next weekend"
"Or if they are just late" John smiled "But, that's okay with me because I'm here for three weeks anyway"
"That's totally unfair" Melina folded her arms
"What's unfair is you kids breaking my rules" Mr. McMahon said leading them into a big open spaced classroom.
Told you! Again with the stupid rules!
Torrie walked into the building and down the hall.
"One more!" John said, as Torrie rolled her eyes at the rest of the group in the room.
She considers herself Queen bee, the rest of us consider her as the queen bitch.
"Well, we need four more people in two minutes" Melina told with her hands on her hips
Brothers Jeff and Matt Hardy walked in a few seconds after Torrie.
"Glad you two can join us" Mr. McMahon replied
And what I don't get about these two is how can you be brothers and barely speak three words to each other. My brothers and I are damn near inseparable, and all different.
"45 seconds" their principal chuckled
Eve rolled her eyes and leaned on the wall behind her. Everyone looked at the door as they heard it open seeing a small blonde walk in .
"Well, now we're just missing the jock" John shrugged
"Fuck! Consider us stuck here for another weekend" Melina scoffed, staring at Jeff then back at the door.
Those two are definitely sweet on each other. They know they aren't supposed to be so therefore they try not to be.
"And 5…4…3…" Mr. McMahon counted down as everyone stared at the door.
Randy walked down the hall and into the huge classroom where everyone else stood.
Everyone except John and Jeff who could careless let out a sign of relief.
"Okay! Since you all could make it, allow me to welcome you all to Saturday detention" Mr. McMahon smiled cockily "Now you all have been sentenced here on this beautiful Saturday because you are all a bunch of real breaking brats!"
All accept me! I just don't give a fuck.
"So for the next four hours you are mine" he smirked
See I knew he wanted me. Pervert.
"And you all will follow my rules"
Yeah right! Like that going to happen.
"Rules are, there will not be any talking, no communication what so ever" he ordered
"Well duh" Torrie rolled her eyes
"You are all ordered to stay in your separate parts of the room, there are to be no snacks or drinks in here, only homework is allowed, and if you have to go to the bathroom, use the bathroom pass. One at a time" he said taking a pass out of his coat pocket.
"What if we don't have any homework?" Jeff asked leaning back in his chair with his feet up
"You all have homework, Mr. Flair has been working for me for years I know he gives out homework every night!" he said knocking Jeff's feet off the table.
Matt stared at his little brother and shook his head.
"So it is now 9:05, and Saturday Dentition is now underway" he chuckled walking out
Let the games began!
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