Saturday detentions sucks. I know I deserve a detention, but a whole weekend day?! No way.

I thought about not showing up, but my mom made it clear that I had to go, so that's why at 7 o'clock, I'm in the school library trying to decide where I would sit.

There was already three person here; Claire, the princess, sitting at the first table at the right; Andrew, the athlete, who was next to Claire; and Brian, the brain, who was at the table behind the two others.

I could sit between the princess and the athlete, it would be fun... I mean, I did sucked Andrew's dick once and every time he see me, he's so awkward, but I don't want to be near the little queen bitch. I don't wan to sit next to Brian because he would be no fun today.

After thinking about it a bit, I made my way to the table behind the nerd, but not without give the jock a wink and a flirty smile.

Just when I sat down, somebody else enter the library... The criminal, John Bender. Ahh, I knew he was going to be here today, I mean, he did pull the alarm for no reason on Friday. On his way to the tables, he touched everything he could and took a notepad.

He approached the table where the nerd was and motion for him to move table. Reluctantly, Brian moved to the table next to the one he was sitting at.

Finally, Allison, the basket case, made her way to the table next to mine. I think she wanted to be as far away as everybody as she can.

It was silence for a bit before Dick... I mean Rich, enter the library.

"Well, well... Here we are. I want to congratulate you for being on time." he started.

Princess raised her hand as soon as he finished his sentence. "Excuse me, sir? I think there's been a mistake... I know this is detention, but, uh, I don't think I belong in here..."

"Boo-fucking-hoo, suck it up, queen bitch." I muttered.

I thought nobody would hear me, but everybody heard. Vernon and Claire glared, Andrew and Brian were shocked and Allison and Bender looked amused.

"Miss Kent, you just brought yourself a detention next Saturday!" exclaimed Vernon.

I just glared so he started to talk again. "It is now 7:06. You have exactly eight hours and fifty four minutes to think about why you're here. To ponder the error of your ways."

Everybody was listening, except Bender who spat in the air and catch his spit in his mouth, and me who was watching the criminal with and amused smirk on my face.

"You may not talk..." Vernon said while looking at the princess, "You will not move from these seats" he continued when he saw Brian trying to change place, "You will not do anything inappropriate with anybody" he added while looking at me with a pointed look, "And you will not sleep." he finished while taking the chair out of Bender's feet reach.

"But sir, there's no fun in that..." I pouted.

"This is not supposed to be fun, miss Kent." he spat. "Anyway, we're going to try something a little different today. We are going to write an essay of no less than a thousand words describing to me who you think you are." he explained.

"Is this a test?" John asked at the same time I said "Why do you care what we think?"

"Miss Kent, you just got yourself a detention. And when I say essay, I mean essay. I do not mean a single word repeated a thousand times. Is that clear Mr. Bender?" Vernon said.

"Crystal." he said sarcastically.

"Good, maybe you'll learn a little something about yourself. Maybe you'll even decide whether or not you'll care to return." Dick replied.

Suddenly, the brain stood up and started talking. "You know, I can answer that right now sir... that'd be a 'no', no for me... Because-"

The vice principal cut Brian off. "Sit down, Johnson."

"Thank you, sir" replied Johnson while doing what he was asked to do.

"My office is right across that hall, any monkey business is ill-advised. Any questions?" Vernon finally finished talking.

"Yeah, I got a question!" suddenly exclaimed John. "Does Barry Manilow know you raid his wardrobe?"

"I'll give you the answer to that question, Mr. Bender, next Saturday. Don't mess with the bull young man, you'll get the horns." Rich said before leaving the place.

"That man... is a brownie hound." said Bender once Vernon is out of earshot.

"True story bro..." I chuckled.

He turned my way, wink and returned to his original position.

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