Chloe sat in the classroom, her legs pulled up onto her desk and her hands behind her head. Her eyes were closed and slowly - very slowly - her head began to roll back and to the side.

This was so fucking boring.

"Ms. Price," the teacher - who else than Mr. Denver - spoke up, pointing his pen at her. "Legs down, eyes open. This is a detention, not a nap break."

Rolling her eyes, Chloe took her time to oblige. She pulled one leg down. Then another. Then she pulled one hand back. Then another-

"Ms. Price," Mr. Denver said firmly.

"What the fu- whaddya want, teach?" Chloe replied, giving him a glance.

"Could you please behave for once, this is for your own good."

Chloe rolled her eyes even harder than before. Behind her she heard a snicker, and immediately she spun around and glared at Victoria sitting on her own, right at the very back.

Victoria, despite her protests and statements that she would not attend detention with Chloe, faltered in the end. Not that she had much of a choice, really.

"Icky Vicky," Chloe shot over in a whisper - getting a scowl back. She just smirked and pulled a face.

"Price, you are a fucking kid, I swear-"

"Ms. Price, Ms. Chase. Please. This is a detention. Get back to your work!" Mr. Denver finally snapped, rising from his seat. "If you want to talk, do so in your own time. Now you will keep quiet and focus on your work."

There was a grumble - first from Chloe, then from Victoria - but both of them finally obliged and began to work on the task they were given. It was easy.

Just some homework Chloe missed once. Twice. Three times? Okay, maybe more than three - but whatever, it was easy.

Chloe could make it through this. She only had a weeks worth of detentions left.

Fuck.

Chloe couldn't get through this.

This sucked so fucking bad.

"Teeeeeeach," Chloe groaned and pushed her head up. She crossed her legs slightly and sighed. "Can I get a pass to the restroom? Girl's business."

Mr. Denver sighed and rubbed at his temples. Looking up at Chloe, he shook his head. "Usual story. No," he said simply and returned back to his work.

"Ugh," Chloe grumbled and then kicked at a nearby chair - enough to get the teacher's attention for just a moment. She leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms and then looked off to the side.

It was quiet.

Victoria was surprisingly working on the task she was given. Chloe not so much.

"Teeeeach," Chloe spoke up again, shifting in her seat. "C'mon, I need to go," she grumbled.

"No."

"Dude, c'mon!"

"No means no, Ms. Price. I'm not your 'dude' either, have some respect. Should've thought about it before detention," Mr. Denver shut her down, giving her another momentary glance before shaking his head. "Get back to work please."

Chloe was silent for all but a second. She kicked at the chair beside her once. Twice. Three times. Each kick harsher than the last, ensuring maximum disruption.

"Ms. Price, stop that," Mr. Denver spoke up, rising from his seat.

"I gotta gooooo!" Chloe whined pathetically.

Looking her over for a few seconds, the teacher finally sighed. He reached over for a laminated pass beside his stack of papers - ones he was marking - and then extended it towards Chloe. "Go."

Chloe pumped her fist in victory beneath the desk. "Sweet!" she exclaimed as she pushed herself out of her seat and swaggered over towards his desk.

Promptly she took his pass and left, but not before giving Victoria the middle-finger when Mr. Denver was head down in his stack of papers. Victoria replied in kind.


In truth, Chloe didn't need the break.

Standing at the back of the girls restroom, she hid somewhat behind the stalls - permanent marker in hand, the cap in her mouth. She grinned as best as she could whilst she graffitied the stall wall - humming to herself.

She left her marks all over Blackwell, though not many knew it was her - not even the skater dudes she hung out with. Girl had to keep some secrets, especially in a place like Blackwell.

"...and done!" she mumbled to herself, capping her pen.

Looking over the rather impressive graffiti - nothing rude nor lewd; though she had a history of such things - she smiled to herself, feeling a certain pride swelling up in her chest. She felt great.

Seconds later the door opened. Chloe swore under her nose and slammed her back against the stall - keeping silent. "Shit," she whispered.

She waited. At first she didn't hear anything, but then she heard a scuff of sneakers. She bit her lip and closed her eyes - hoping whoever it was wouldn't check behind the stalls.

"...oh dog."

Chloe shot her eyes open and furrowed her eyebrows. She'd recognise that voice anywhere - certainly the vocabulary too. Peering over the edge, she saw Max.

Of course she'd fucking meet Max in a restroom, because the world had a real funny sense of humour. Especially when it included Chloe Price somewhere.

Max sort of stood there, staring at the mirror. She leaned a bit on the sinks and then bowed her head, groaning before the turned the taps on - splashing water on her face.

Chloe just watched, mouth slightly agape. She pulled her head back around the stall and then puffed up her chest, straightened out her jacket and pulled her tie off slightly - like usual.

"Hey," she spoke up and stepped out from behind the stall - leaning against it with her forearm, a smirk gracing her lips.

Max looked at Chloe, smiled and then acknowledged her somewhat. She stared back at the mirror.

Chloe waited all but a second.

"W-wait!" Max suddenly squeaked out, realising it was Chloe. She jumped up in her place and brought a hand to her chest, staring at Chloe. "Chloe? What are you-"

"Hey, I'm a girl too, dude." Chloe grinned. "Before we start making out against the sinks though - 'oh dog', Max? Really? "

Max gaped her mouth in disbelief. Her brain processed the words, cogs turning, as she blushed, closed her mouth and then blushed harder when she realised what Chloe had said. Make out? Against the sinks?

"Hey, Earth to Max," Chloe broke her out of her daze, snapping her fingers in front of her face. She'd somehow crossed the entire room in less than a second. "I was kidding dude. Gotta buy me dinner first before you get a kiss."

That didn't help.

"Whacha doin' in here?" Chloe asked with a grin.

"Uh. What are you doing here?" Max retorted.

"Kinda an awkward question to ask in a restroom, Max."

"Y-yeah, well… you asked it first!"

They both went silent. Seconds later they burst out in laughter, though Max's was more nervous than Chloe's. Neither of them really noticed though.

"Hey, but really - I snuck out of detention to get a breather," Chloe murmured and then turned to the mirrors herself - leaning on the sink too. She corrected her hair slightly and glanced sideways at Max.

"Oh," Max replied and looked away - staring at her reflection. In said reflection she noticed a restroom pass sticking out of Chloe's pocket. She smirked slightly and shook her head. "Snuck out?"

"Fuck yea dude. Fuck the rules and all the jazz, right?"

"Is that why you have a restroom pass in your pocket?" Max pointed out in the reflection.

Chloe gaped her mouth in confusion, looking down. She swore under her breath and blushed, shoving the pass further down into her pocket. "I, uh… d-dunno what you're talking about dude."

Fuck.

"Right," Max replied and chuckled to herself. She splashed some more water on her face and then sighed. "I just needed a quick break."

"...uh huh," Chloe hummed, still slightly blushing. "I needed that too, to be fair."

They both went silent. Chloe caught Max staring and Max caught Chloe staring whilst she stared. It resulted in both of them looking away, blushing some more and then awkwardly coughing.

"Uhm. I gotta get back," Max said and pushed herself back, smiling at Chloe. "I'll be seeing you around?"

Chloe waited a moment before smiling. "Oh yeah. Totally. Hopefully not in the restrooms again though," she joked. They both laughed again.

"Mhm. Uhm. Bye."

Watching as Max left, Chloe stared at the door as it closed. She swore under her nose after a few seconds and then stared at her reflection. She certainly didn't expect an encounter with Max so soon.

Oh well.


"Ms. Price," Mr. Denver spoke as soon as he saw Chloe enter the classroom again. "Take your seat again and please do your work," he mumbled.

Chloe gave him some sort of half-nod and half-shrug before waltzing slowly between the tables. Glancing at him over her shoulder, she saw him distracted.

Perfect.

With a grin, she quickly - and silently - ran up to Victoria, reached up into her hair and then messed it all up; all whilst giggling and laughing like a child.

Victoria almost screamed in anger as she pushed Chloe's hand away, dropping both her phone and pen onto the desk. "You bitch-"

"Ms. Chase! Ms. Price!" the teacher suddenly called out, standing up and making his way over. He sighed as she watched Chloe with her hands behind her back, looking away and trying to act as innocent as ever. "Would you please - please - behave! This is your last warning before I mention your behaviour to the principal… again."

Victoria almost shook in anger, seething as she sat still on her chair and glared at Chloe. She abso-fucking-lutely hated her. She behaved like such a damn child and Victoria couldn't stand it.

"Get back to your seat, Ms. Price. Now."

Chloe just whistled and walked past him, acting innocent. As soon as she did however, she turned around and gave both Victoria and him the double-bird, snickering to herself before dropping in her seat.

Mr. Denver just sighed, rubbed at his forehead and then made his way back to his desk.

They both behaved for the rest of the detention. Mostly. Chloe actually did her work, surprisingly, and Victoria didn't even touch her phone at all.

She had to be aware of Chloe at all times.

Eventually however the detention was finally over.

Thank-fucking-god. Victoria couldn't stand being in the same room as Chloe anymore. It was mutual, however.

It didn't stop Chloe from ambushing Victoria outside the classroom and messing up her hair again .

Chloe got away though, laughing to herself as she heard Victoria almost screaming after her, but not following.

Maybe, just maybe, she could get through these detentions - provided she didn't push her luck too much. Teasing Victoria would always be worth it though.