Sab: So, my turn!
Jer: He-
Sab: SHUT UP! You didn't let me talk last time, now it's my turn!
Jer: Bu-
Sab: Nuh uh!
Jer: i-
Sab: Shh!
Jer: Sa-
Sab: *stuffs one of Carlos' socks in your mouth* Hehehe, now it's on! Enjoy!
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James' POV
I sighed as I wandered through the school, searching for room 101… detention room. I just transferred here last week and already got detention. You may wonder why… well, one of my teachers treated me unfair and I "talked back", like she put it and I got detention.
Ah, room 101… the door was open, so I just stepped in. The teacher that brought me into this shit was already standing there.
"Ah, finally the last one of you hopeless brats has decided to join us!" she said, faking happiness. I bit back a comment that would just get me into more trouble.
"I didn't know whe-"
"Yeah, yeah, sit down." She commanded.
I sighed and looked to the rest of the guys… A nerdy-but-cute looking guy, a hot hockey jock, and… a crazy but smexy latino. I sat down behind the blonde one, looking bored at the teacher, who was currently yelling at us for being such pains in the ass. I just rolled my eyes when she left, locking the door behind her.
It was kinda boring… except for this ringing noise every few seconds. The latino was texting all the time, grinning like an idiot (which looked pretty cute though). The blonde in front of me turned and glared at the latino.
"Would you stop that?" he yelled. Oh, bad temper.
"I'm texting the greatest boyfriend on earth!" the latino said and stuck his tongue out to the blonde.
"I don't fucking care who you're texting! Stop it!"
"No!"
The dark haired nerd guy turned around.
"Stop arguing, or we'll get into more trouble than we already are!" he yelled.
"Hey, I have a right to text my boyfriend!" the latino yelled back.
The blonde snorted. "Psh, yeah right, what kind of boyfriend would someone like you get? You probably just made him up in your crazy mind…"
"Jett's not made up! He's real!"
The jock and the nerd froze. "J-Jett?" The brunette asked.
The latino grinned dreamily. "Yeah, Jett. Jett Stetson, the bestest boyfriend on earth!" he said proudly.
The blonde stood up, looking pretty angry. "Jett Stetson is MY boyfriend!"
The latino frowned and the nerd stood up too. "N-No… he's MY boyfriend…" They looked at each other, shocked. There was a few seconds of silence… and then hell broke loose. They all were shouting and yelling at each other and almost jumped at each other.
I blinked before yelling "Guys, cut it!"
They all stopped and looked at me wide eyed. I sighed.
"So you all say you're together with this Jett Stetson?"
They nodded in sync.
"Ever thought about the possibility that he's just fooling around with all three of you?"
"Jett would never do that!" Logan said, sitting down again. The other two agreed.
"Well… I think he does. Lemme guess… you never talk to each other?"
They blinked and nodded again in sync. Okay, this was funny.
"And he never uses your real names? He only calls you nicknames like Honey, Baby and sweetheart, doesn't he?"
Again the threesome nod. They looked at each other.
"See? He chooses guys and girls that practically don't ever have contact with each other, so they can't talk about being together with him. And he calls you nicknames so he won't mix your names up accidently." I said.
Their mouths hung open. My words were logical, analyzing people was one of my strengths.
"This… this can't be true! He wouldn't do something like that!" Carlos yelled.
I just shrugged and continued doodling on my notebook. I heard them mumbling. They made up a plan to find out if it was true… and then they would dump him.
When the bell rang I gathered my things and left detention room, the others following somewhere behind. This friday was the last school day, next week summer vacation would finally start. I was really happy cause summer vacation meant Camp Wonkey Donkey. I've been there almost every summer since I was 5. When I turned 14 I was too old to go there and they asked me to be one of the team leaders there. My team was Team White. There are many other colors, and we'd get four new team leaders this year. I was really excited to meet them.
I got home, and like expected no one was there. Since my mom and dad got divorced, I hardly saw either of them. My mom was busy with her cosmetic line and my dad… I don't even know where he was at the moment. I guess he started another family somewhere out of town.
I got up to my room and started doodling again, I couldn't wait for next week to start…
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Sab: … well…
Jeremy: -.-
Sab: don't give me that look! It was hard to write!
Jeremy: …
Sab: Hey, talk to me!
Jeremy: …
Sab: COME ON! TALK TO ME! *cries* *then realizes you still have Carlos' sock in your mouth* O.o…. oops. *takes it out*
Jeremy: What the hell! You could at least have taken a fresh sock, not a used one! And why the-
Sab: *pushes sock back* *runs away* wait… *runs back* *taps your shoulder* Your turn! *runs away again.
