A/n: I'm sorry if I offend anyone. I have no idea if a nun in a catholic school would send in people for the reasons mentioned below, I'm only guessing. u.u; Enjoy!
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Marianela sat in the main office of St. Jerome's High School. She herself was fifteen years old, and the boy -oh, what a beautiful boy- sitting next to her seemed to be the same age. The silence between them was uncomfortable; the boy looked nervous, and Marianela stared at her perfectly shaped nails until she decided to observe the boy. He was a slight Latino with very long eyelashes. Clear, glittery nail polish adorned his nails, and if she wasn't mistaken, he had pierced ears, only his earrings were missing.
She couldn't stand it. She broke the silence.
"So... what'cha in for?"
He blinked, and pointed at himself. "Me?"
"Yes, you. What'cha in for? These idiots send me in here for the slightest thing."
He replied, "I spoke against Sister Rosa, and said that God made a mistake when he made me a boy."
Marianela seemed mildly surprised at his deed, but she didn't seem bothered by it.
"Sweet."
"What did you do?"
"They caught me makin' out with my boyfriend." She gave a satisfied smirk. "I'm trying to set a record. This is the fourth time in three days that I've been sent down here."
The boy smiled, and introduced himself. "My name is Angelo, called Angel."
Marianela replied, "Legally, I'm called Marianela, but please, call me Mimi."
The door finally opened. The principal stood, and Marianela's mother ushered out, and profusely apologized. "I'm so sorry, she won't be back."
The principal grimly replied, "I would hope not."
"Mari! Let's go. We have a lot to talk about at home, mija."
Mimi gave a wave as she exited the office. "See you, Angel!"