...So I got detention.
For three days. I'm not talking about the washing dishes punishment either. Regular old fashioned detention, everyday from six to seven. A whole hour of doom, for three day. Una hora en detención porque avente mi ensalada. Que mierda.
That is Spanish for, kill me please and do it quickly. Just kidding. No seriously, if you believed that, get enrolled in some spanish classes like now. I mean it.
Dean Gray said he never expected something like this to come from me. I think we all expected me to do it sooner or later. I chose sooner. And it was awesome, Tess is still probably picking out iceberg lettuce from her mane. Rahh, she's a tiger or lion...panther?
I should probably be listening to Caitlyn lecture me about causing problems. Something about consequences and that kinda jazz. I just remembered Shane had chocolate cake on his face...just to let you know, I would most definetly lick him. If that's not weird.
It so is.
"...and to add insult to injury, the whole student body had to clean up the dining hall. Do you know what its like to scrape tapioca of a wallpapered wall. It's not easy Mitchie, not easy at all," Caitlyn scolded.
I laughed, "Who eats tapioca?"
Caitlyn shot me an angry glare.
"Sorry," I apologized.
"It's okay...," Caitlyn said, plopping down next to me on my bed, "Plus, its the most epic thing that has happened here since ever,"
"But it lasted like...a minute and a half,"
"Maybe so, but your a Winona legend now,"
"It's been about two hours since it went down, obviously,"
"Well everyones going to be talking about it for forever,"
"Duh, I mean. It's me. I'm golden,"
"Big headed much?"
"I prefer the term arrogant,"
"Honestly, your leaking arrogance,"
"I know, I'm sorry. But I owned Tess! What do you want me to do?" I asked.
"Feel bad that practically the whole school got in trouble,"
"Hey, its not my fault...they decided to throw more food,"
"People follow by example," she sang.
"I wasn't setting one," I replied the same way.
My phone buzzed from my nightstand and Caitlyn handed it to me. My eyes widened at the screen.
"It's my dad," I gassped.
"Oh boy, I'll give you some space,"
And with that she left. Thank you! You're MORAL SUPPORT IS OVERWHELMING!
I curled into the corner of my bed, getting ready for what was to come. Angry father? Scolding? Who knows. I stopped stalling and flipped open my phone just in time.
"Hey dad, how's France?" I greeted.
"It's great sweetie," Yes! I'm in the clear, "I got a call from the school's dean earlier today,"
And the world sucks!
"Oh, did he?" I asked.
"Yeah, told me something about starting a food fight at dinner,"
"About that...there's a really funny story about that,"
"Really? And what's that? Humor me,"
"...I don't have a funny story,"
"Mitchie, you have to behave,"
"I know, I know. I just got provoked and it sorta just happened. I promise, it'll never happen again," I said.
"I hope not. So tell me, how are you liking the school?" he asked.
"I...uh...it sucks dad," I answered truthfully.
"Oh honey, what the matter? Are you homesick?"
"Yeah dad, homesick,"
I played with my fringe, sniffling.
"Aww Mitch, don't cry. Why are you crying baby?"
"I just miss you dad, that's all,"
Actually...i just really need my dad right now. I'm so tired of getting into ridiculous predicaments all because of a boy that I liked and a girl out to kill me.
"Isn't your spring break in like..two and a half weeks, I can fly you out to France. Spend some time together, I'll even call your mom in from California,"
Oh yeah. My parents haven't gotten along since I was like...twelve. So that was a huge deal.
"That would be awesome dad,"
"Great, I'll have everything arranged,"
"Thanks, so how have you-,"
"Oh, sorry Mitchie, I've got to go,"
"Wait dad-,"
Click.
Bye and I love you too.
The door clicked open and in came Caitlyn with Ella, Jason and Nate in tow. I smiled, glad to be around people right now.
"Hey," I murmured.
Ella sat down next to me, taking me hands.
"Give me the verdict? How bad is it?" she asked.
"Three days. Detention,"
"You got of easy Mitchie," Nate said.
I smiled, "Yeah,"
"So how is your dad?" Caitlyn asked.
"Okay I guess, didn't really get to talk to him much,"
"I'm sorry Mitchie," Caitlyn whispered.
I shrugged, "What are you guys doing for spring break?"
"We'll probably just end up chilling here at the school," Jason answered.
"That sounds boring, how would you guys like to join me in France?" I offered.
"Mitchie, are you serious? Would your dad be cool with that?"
No clue, "Of course,"
"We'd love to!" Ella squealed.
"Sounds like a plan then...just us and the France enviorment, totally just bust out of the same country side we've been in for how long," Nate said.
"France...in spring time," Jason sighed.
"It's gonna be fun, we'll make sure of it.
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Shane isn't in chemistry...again. As soon as I find him, I'm going to kill him. Want to know why? Because seeing as my lab partner isn't here. I have to do all these worksheets to do on my own. I'm not even sure how I got into chemistry. Shane usually gave me the answers. Like every single time, teaching me little corny things so I could remember what everything was. I think I'm going to cry.
Nope wait, Tess just gave me the evil eye. Anyone know a chemical reaction thingy that would ruin her hair color? Oh yeah, Shane would. Because Shane is good at chemistry. Shane's perfect. Or close to it anyways.
--
I made my way to room four hundred and eight. As I neared the room, the soft strumming of a guitar became louder. I opened the door and in the back of the room sat Shane.
Oh...fuck.
"What are you doing here?" Shane snapped.
"Oh well my parents met at some rock concert and my mom had one to many woohoos-,"
"Stop. I asked you a question," Shane interrupted.
"Well, if you must know. I got detention...why are you here?" I asked.
"Because it was your fault,"
What the eff man, "Dude, I didn't do anything to you. You got yourself in here by skipping class,"
"How do you know that?"
"I sit next to you in chem, obviously I know when your not there,"
"Oh...well...I'm not talking to you, so just stay over on that side of the room,"
I threw my school bag on the ground, setting up my laptop on the nearest desk.
"I'm not talking to you either,"
"They why are you talking to me right now," Shane said, smirking.
"I'm supposed to get the last word...that's why,"
"Whatever," Shane whispered, chuckling.
"Shut up...there last word," I said with victory.
"If you say so,"
I fumed, "Be quiet,"
"Where's the teacher in this place anyways?"
Now Mitchie, if you don't reply. He'll just shut up. Do you want him to shut up and stay in silence...uh, no. So I simply shrugged.
Twenty-two minutes and forty-seven seconds later...
Shane has kept strumming the same chord over and over. Murmuring words that sound like, yellow soap suds, in the bath tub.
I mean, seriously...what a song.
Shane kept scribbling in his notepad. And there goes the same strumming!
"Will you stop?!" I blurted.
Shane looked up at me, "Am I bothering you?"
"Yes, you are," I said sincerely.
Shane repeated the same chords, "Good,"
"I swear, if you don't cut it out I'm going to kick your ass," I threatened.
"What makes you think you could even possibly do that?" Shane asked.
"Because, I can so take you on. You're such a preppy daddy's boy,"
"Really? Cuz I remember you saying I wasn't," Shane retorted, again, scribbling in his notepad.
"Well..." Fuck man.
"Well?"
Two more days of this? Are you kidding me?
I want to hug you all like..right now. We are currently at two hundred reviews and this being chapter thirteen. I'm proud of myself for actually making it past chapter seven. It is without doubt that this story is my most successful like...ever. I want to give a special shout-out to Cheese-x for being the exact two hundredth. You guys are so awesome for reviewing as much as you do. One more round of reviews?
All the best, Maria.
P.S. Can anyone tell me what the words in Spanish are? I know them, does anyone else? :P Oh and it's currently three minutes til three A.M. And this probably won't be up til like noon. I'm just writing nonesense here cuz I'm very bored. Oh look, my dog. -shrug- sorry. Its eleven AM. I GOT UP EARLY! :D