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The seconds seem like decades as we sit in the melancholy of it all. I hate this place! I mean I had plans today! Sleep until noon, then hang out with Eli and Aunt Jane for the day doing whatever the rug-rat wanted to do. I do feel kind of bad for getting detention on his birthday, that's why we lit the cake and had it for breakfast, Eli seemed pretty tickled by the idea of cake for breakfast.

It's only then I notice the mumbling of the nerd across and see the intimidating exchange between him and John, who glares at him until the scrawny dweeb anxiously laughs it off. John could be such a douchebag!

With a shake of my head I turn to the paper before me, taking the pen knife from my shorts and carving butterfly wings and antennas, folding them up for a 3D effect. Yeah I'm pretty skilled with a knife, which is strange because I suck at actually drawing. I hear John tuning it out and look up from my half carved butterfly "Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah...nah, nah, nah..."

"I can't believe this is really happening to me..." the girl up front declares and I scoff loudly, I hated her kind. I heard them sniggering in the halls, but when I got too close, stared them down or chewed them out, and they pulled back and scurried off like the spineless bitches they are.

As John stops "singing" abruptly I take out my gum and stick it under the table. I know it's gross but it's a school desk, so fuck it "Oh, shit! What're we supposed to do if we have to take a piss? If you gotta go..."

We hear John unzip his fly and I laugh under my breath "You gotta go!"

This isn't the first time he'd done this one, but it was still funny to see everyone freaking out, well almost everyone, the girl across from me just stared at nothing. Everyone is now looking at John, myself included but I can't help noticing only the other guys trying to catch a peek at his junk

Little red upfront snaps back in utter disgust "Oh my God!"

The jockstrap turns and growls, trying to be intimidating when he actually looks like a twelve year old with a tantrum "Hey, you're not urinating in here man!"

"Don't talk! Don't talk! It makes it crawl back up!" John genuinely looks like he might do it and I can't help laughing "chill out superstar, it won't bite you"

The blonde jock glares over at my smirk before sending it back to John "You whip it out and you're dead before the first drop hits the floor!

John gasps mockingly "You're pretty sexy when you get angry...grrr!"

Zipping up his fly he turns to the kid with braces, I think he has them, or really shiny teeth, anyway he looks over and asks "Hey, homeboy...why don't you go close that door. We'll get the ladies-impregnated!"

The preps turn to him in disgust and outrage, he turns and wiggles his eye brows at me but I just throw my pencil at him while playing with my pen knife "sorry Johnny-boy, I aint the hit-and-run type"

He stares me down with that bitter sweet smirk as the jockstrap bitches "Hey...Hey!"

I can almost feel the damn eye roll as those big brown eyes pull away "What?"

"If I lose my temper, you're totalled man!" the kid threatens, boys get a temper

But johns as ass, so John being John mocks him "Totally?

"Totally!" obviously preps don't realize when their being mocked

I can see little red eyeballing him with a sneer on those come fuck me lips (what? I'm not blind, the girl was hot! Until she opened her mouth… to speak that is) "Why don't you just shut up? Nobody here is interested!"

As they turn back I hear the blonde mutter something under his breath, too low for me to catch but by John's bitchy tone I know he heard "Well hey Sporto! What'd you do to get in here? Forget to wash your jock?"

From across the room the little bundle of nerves speaks "Uh, excuse me, fellas? I think we should just write our papers..."

The jock seems more than ready for a tussle as he snaps "Look, just because you live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass...so knock it off!"

mockingly registers pain in his face before declaring "It's a free country..."

Little red turns to jockstrap and gives him some advice with her judgmental little tone "He's just doing it to get a rise out of you! Just ignore him..."

John whips his hair back before demanding the attention of the queen "Sweets...you couldn't ignore me if you tried!"

Looking up from my nails I point with my knife "that's true actually, he's like a cricket. You have no idea where it's coming from but it never fucking stops"

Little red rolls her eyes and john turns to give me a wink and a smile "Mae, I didn't know you cared"

I just blow him a sarcastic kiss and a quick wink, licking my lips because I can still taste the sugar from my gum lining my lips as I lean back in my seat john turning his attention back to pestering the humourless preps "So ...so! Are you guys like boyfriend/girlfriend? …Steady dates? …Lo-vers? …Come on Sporto, level with me. Do you slip her the hot...beef...injection?"

In fury little red screams "Go to hell!" combined with the jockstraps shout of "Enough!"

From out in the hall we hear Vernon shout "Hey! What's going on in there?"

"An Orgy" I shout just because I know it'll tick him off. It also gains me a laugh from John, a giggly squeal from the quiet chick and glares from the preps; nerdy just looks kind of scared all the time.

As the room quiets until jockstrap mutters loudly "Scumbag!

John jumps up and walks over to the railing, bouncing up to sit on the thing. I guess he's determined to piss these two off "What do you say we close that door. We can't have any kind of party with Vernon checking us out every few seconds"

"Well, you know the door's supposed to stay open..." I roll my eyes at the dweeb; fucking teacher's pet. Why the hell was he even here?

"So what?" John grumbles in his jackass tone

The jockstrap quickly pulls his attention "So why don't you just shut up! There's five other people in here you know?"

I stand to sit on the desk, if shit hits the fan, I want a good seat and start swinging my legs and chime in with my darling charm "wow, you Royals are classed as people? Who knew?"

I see them both turn at scowl at me before John bites "God, you can count. See! I knew you had to be smart to be a...a wrestler."

Blondie gets wound up as he glares to the boy "Who the hell are you to judge anybody anyway?

"Really!" the queen beams, like she has any idea

But what's said next by the jockstrap, now this pisses me off "You know, Bender...you don't even count. I mean if you disappeared forever it wouldn't make any difference. You may as well not even exist at this school."

I can tell by John's face this struck a nerve and I jump to my feet, racing over to shove the fucker hard enough he almost falls off his seat "fuck you frat boy! Because you want to know something, you may be king of the crop during school but in the real world you're just another letterman prick clone. The truth is your nothing without that jacket and guess what; you aint got no fucking power here!"

The guy looks damn near horrified as I continue to snarl with disgust. Everything in me says to break his face but at johns voice I back up, moving to sit on the table in front of the dork. John doesn't let his emotions out, however "little Mae's got a point and Well...I'll just run right out and join the wrestling team like you did"

The preps share a look before laughing and John carries on "Maybe the prep club too! Student council"

"No, they wouldn't take you." Jockstrap shakes his head in disbelief

With a mocking tone John sighs "I'm hurt."

"You know why guys like you knock everything?" little red looks between John and I with her oh so powerful wisdom

John lets out a small laugh before muttering "Oh, this should be stunning"

"It's 'cause you're afraid." She's still looking at us like she knows what we're thinking, like she has any fucking idea who or what we are

The brown eyed criminal and myself share an amused smile as I cough into my hand "BULLSHIT" and John speaks with mock enthusiasm "Oh, God! You richies are so smart, that's exactly why I'm not heavy in activities!

"You're a big coward! Both of you" she keeps on going, because being rich means you know everything right?

With a shake of my head I chirp "you are so beyond wrong Red, the only cowards in here are you two! So scared of being left out that you trash talk about anything different. You're the coward's honey, not us!"

I'm guessing the boy feels left out because I can hear him talking to himself, or maybe he's just nuts. Jockstrap looks down in what I think is actual shame while little red just kept on fucking talking "No! See you're afraid that they won't take you. You don't belong so you just have to dump all over it!"

Like stating a fact John glares down to them "Well...it wouldn't have anything to do with you activities people being assholes...now would it?

"I resent that!" I squawk with mild offence

With his hands raised in defense he motions to me "I forgot, but Mae you know what I mean"

I watch her roll her eyes in annoyance, why did she even care what we thought "Well you wouldn't know...You don't even know any of us."

"Well, I don't know any lepers either, but I'm not gonna run out and join one of their fucking clubs." He itches because it was the god's honest truth, only the popular kids joined the clubs he was talking about, so I didn't take much offence.

Blondie decides to play teacher and snaps "Hey let's watch the mouth, huh?"

I can hear the dweeb who again feels he needs to contribute "I'm in the physics club too..."

I noticed John and little red having a stare out before saying "excuse me a sec...What are you babbling about?"

We all turn and the kids finally got our attention "Well, what I said was...I'm in the math club, the Latin club and the physics club...physics club."

Nodding John turns back and bends forward to ask the question we all already know the answer to "Hey...Cherry...do you belong to the physics club?"

Her brow frowns as she states "That's an academic club..."

He shrugs his shoulders "So?"

She looks at him like it's obvious "So ...academic clubs aren't the same as other kinds of clubs"

I laugh and pull up a knee up, under my chin while John feels compelled to make his point "Oh, but to dorks like him they are. What do you guys do in your club?"

Realizing he is actually the subject topic the kid stutters and his cheeks redden, aw bless "In physics, um, we ah, we talk about physics...about properties of physics."

"So it's sorta social...demented and sad, but social, Right?" I bite my lip at seeing the preps squirm, it just made me feel better about detention

Nodding the kid explains that him and his friends aren't total losers "Yeah, well, I guess you could consider it a social situation. I mean there are other children in my club and uh, at the end of the year we have, um, you know, a big banquet, at the, uh, at the Hilton"

I can see John's psyched about the fact he's winning this argument when he asks "You load up, you party"

The kids quick with the denial "Well, no, we get dressed up...I mean, but, we don't...we don't get high.

"Only burners like you get high..." little red runs her judgy eyes over him and then me, the kids back to rambling as John points to me "Hey, precious you're a Buttercup or whatever right? That's social to"

Flicking back my pick ends I nod "Wallflower, Johnny, we're called the Wallflowers!"

Little red looks over at me like I've sprouted a snout "You're in the Wallflowers!?"

Frown and tilt my head with a pout "aw what's the matter princess, freaks can't be socialites?"

Okay, so I'm a Wallflower, big deal. Oh right, the Wallflowers are a small group of kids who meet up a few times a week to create whatever in Mrs Tate's class. This ain't some shitty arts and crafts thing, in the Wallflowers you can do whatever pops into your head, like a few weeks ago, Jake made a model horse out of wire and his own hair, that was not too long ago almost the same length as mine. Then at the end of the semester Mrs Tate picks the best projects for gallery display in the town hall, the winners usually get coupons for Denny's or something.

With a sneer curled onto her lips she eyeballs me "please, you're the Shrew! It's all probably drawings of you punching someone or fucking them"

"Your dead you picture-perfect little gutter slut!" My boots meet the floor half way through my rant as I got to fuck her up, only for a pair of strong arms and a hard chest to block me and pull me back

He lifts me off my feet as I struggle to break free while he spins me from their line of sight and whisper's in my ear "Chill precious, you start a fight in here Vernon's got your ass for the next month!"

I still and try to put a lid on my rage, pushing myself out of his grip because did I hell want to spent a month's worth of Saturdays in this shithole "I'm cool, I'm cool"

Turning back I point to her with my heavily ringed fingers "you got lucky red, next time I'm starting with that pretty face!"

She looks at me wide eyed and fidgety as I walk back to my table, fuck this shit! The jockstrap is more concerned with his own needs though "Look, you guys keep up you're talking and Vernon's gonna come right in here...I got a meet this Saturday and I'm not gonna miss it on account of you boneheads..."

I'm still pissed so I can't find the fun in John mocking those little bitches up front "Oh and wouldn't that be a bite...Missing a whole wrestling meet!"

"Well you wouldn't know anything about it, faggot! You never competed in your whole life!" Jockstrap seems to have some balls because the last time I was in detention with John it was because he sent some kid the hospital

Picking up my pen knife I see little Red turn around and I spin it skilfully around my fingers. The razor-sharp blade dancing with supple flesh "Oh, I know...I feel all empty inside because of it. I have such a deep admiration for guys that roll around on the floor with other guys!

She slowly turns back as the boys continue to fight, after what John just told me about Vernon! He could be such an ass "Ahhh...you'd never miss it. You don't have any goals.

"Oh, but I do!" at this I even look over at him, he sounded almost genuine

Blondie seems interested and leans forward curiously "Yeah?"

Then he smiles and I know it's another joke, John likes jokes, or making people the source of the joke I guess "I wanna be just-like-you! I figure all I need's a lobotomy and some tights"

Now that makes me snigger and I notice everyone becomes interested and the dweeb asks "You wear tights?"

"No I don't wear tights, I wear the required uniform" the blonde defends himself and I look over to see a dark smirk on the girl veiled in black

Nodding the boy corrects "Tights"

"Shut up!" Jockstrap growls as I tune in "Actually the correct term is 'Spandex'"

He sends me evil stares while everyone else is laughing, including his little ginger-nut girlfriend

John scurries over to the nearest chair when we hear Vernon moving around and the moment he's out of sight races to check if the bastards still hanging around, I kind of hate the guy if you haven't noticed "You know there's not supposed to be any monkey business!"

John points to the nerd and seems to channel Vernon "Young man...have you finished your paper?"

"Seriously, Johnny? Don't you have enough of the damn things" of course I knew what he was doing, this isn't my first rodeo after all

"What are you gonna do?" the princess pipes up only for the jockstrap to answer "Drop dead, I hope!"

John messes with the door while I pocket my pen knife, knowing Vernon would be in here soon enough and he already confiscated a bunch of my stuff "Bender, that's, that's school property there...you know, it doesn't belong to us. It's something not to be toyed with"

At the end of the nerds blabbering the door slams shut. John runs back to his seat. Everyone starts freaking out as I lean completely over the desk "Johnny, give me the screw!"

"What! No!" he shakes his head, everyone around us still shouting "if you get caught with that thing again you're fucked! So give me the damn screw!"

"I've been here before, I know what I'm doing!" he tries to reassure everyone before handing me the screw and I quickly shove it in my pocket beside my knife. The other pocket has a rip in it.

Jockstrap looks right at us and yells through clenched teeth "No! Fix the door, get up there and fix it!"

"Shut up!" is all John shouts before Vernon's bitchy voice bounces off the walls "God damnit!"

He opens the door and storms in in his Manilow suit "Why is that door closed?"

Everyone sits in silence, because no one wants to be labelled a snitch "Why is that door closed?

John sits looking at his hands innocently "How're we supposed to know? We're not supposed to move, right?"

Vernon turns to red "Why?"

"We were just sitting here, like we were supposed to" that's right princess, zip it!

Vernon looks around, but ultimately turns to John "Who closed that door?"

"I think a screw fell out of it..." John mutters without looking to Vernon

"It just closed, sir..." the blonde stutters

When he asks the girl in black she lets out a squeak and slams her face onto the table, hiding in her jacket hood. I can't help but smile at her "She doesn't talk, sir"

Vernon turns his snarly gaze to me then "Why, Cassidy?"

I just shrug and look him in straight in the eye "Maybe the school is falling down. How should I know?"

He then fixes his glare to John "Give me that screw"

He just shrugs, hiding behind his hair "I don't have it"

"You want me to yank you outta that seat and shake it out of you?" Vernon stands stern and threatening

I make a loud whistling noise and shake my head "now Mr Vernon that would be assault, in a room full of witnesses no less. Not the smartest move"

He points to me then with his bony finger, he thinks he has power because he's a teacher, but he's just a loser, all grown up "watch your step young lady!"

Looking over his shoulder John gives me a confused smile "I don't have it...screws fall out all of the time; the world's an imperfect place"

"Give it to me, Bender" he orders and I she my head before saying with my hothead ways "he said he doesn't have it!"

I can tell he's about to give me shit when the queen buts in "Excuse me, sir, why would anybody want to steal a screw?"

"You to, missy" he snaps. Asshole

Looking to the redhead I give a surprised frown only to get a disgruntled eye roll. Vernon goes over to the door in a huff. He tries to hold it open by putting a folding chair in front of it because he's an idiot; I mean I can barely hold that dammed thing open. John decides to play the respectful student for once "The door's way too heavy, sir."

And just like we knew it would, the door beats the shit out of that chair "God damnit!"

We all laugh at the man, not even teachers like, until he walks in and shouts "Andrew Clark... get up here. Come on, front and centre, let's go."

Huh, so that's jockstraps name. Anyway he doesn't seem too pleased about it but gets up anyway. John being John decides this is a great time to turn back to asshole mode "Hey, how come Andrew gets to get up? If he gets up, we'll all get up, it'll be anarchy!"

Vernon and Andrew are now attempting to move the steel magazine rack in front of the door but only manage to block the entrance, great job guys "That's very clever sir, but what if there's a fire? I think violating fire codes and endangering the lives of children would be unwise at this juncture in your career, sir."

I look at John with a wisp of a smile, because fucking up Vernon was the only good thing Saturday could bring. The teacher then turns on the kid for his dumb ass idea "Alright, what are you doing with this? Get this outta here for God's sake! What's the matter with you? Come on!"

The nerd decides that he will contribute "You know the school comes equipped with fire exits at either end of the library."

The kid actually points the exits, what the fuck? Until John glares "Show Dick some respect!"

Andrew and Vernon makes their way back in and he's still reaming the jockstrap "Let's go...go! Get back into your seat. I expected a little more from a varsity letterman!"

I don't know why I said it, but I did "that's right, blame the kid for your stupid ass idea, Vernon, real mature"

Strutting over Vernon has his stink eye on "that's just cost you next week's Saturday Cassidy. And you're not fooling anybody, Bender! The next screw that falls out is gonna be you!"

Vernon turns on his girly heels to leave until John mutters "Eat my shorts"

Vernon spins in his tracks and faces John again "What was that?"

"Eat... my... shorts!" he says loudly, why was he such a fucking moron at times?

"You just bought yourself another Saturday, mister!" I can already see what's coming because John Bender is too stubborn for his own good "Oh, Christ..."

Carrying on with his abuse of power Vernon points "You just bought one more right there!"

With a shrug of his sarcastic shoulders John groans "Well, I'm free the Saturday after that...beyond that, I'm gonna have to check my calendar!"

I hate this man, if I could beat the shit out of him without getting expelled he'd never walk again "Good! 'Cause it's gonna be filled, we'll keep goin'! You want another one? Say the word, just say the word! Instead of going to prison, you'll come here. Are you through?"

At the same time as john shouts "No" I shout "Fuck you asshole!" because who the fuck was he to say a person would end up in prison? He wasn't even a good teacher!

"That's another for you to Cassidy. I'm doing society a favour!" he pronounces with pride

"So?" John carries on and I shake my head, biting my lip to keep from saying anything else, my nails biting into my palms to keep from beating the bastard

"That's another one, right now! I've got you for the rest of your natural born life if you don't watch your step! You want another one?" this man had no friends in high school, it's impossible! He's such a fucking tool!

"Yes!" he shouts, digging himself even deeper as I call out "Johnny don't…" because he was only doing this to piss the guy off

"You got it! You got another one, right there! That's another one pal!

"Cut it out!" suddenly bursts the little red to everyone's surprise

Vernon keeps on going because he hates John, he probably hates his own fucking reflection "You through?"

"Not even close, bud!" I roll my eyes then, because this is bullshit

The bastard seems pleased with himself as just keeps on rolling "Good! You got one more, right there!"

"Do you really think I give a shit?" this time I lean over and smack him on the head "Another..."

John looks at me in shock and I mouth 'Stop'. He looks at me for a long moment before Vernon's shill little voice comes in "You through?"

"How many is that?" he puts on his 'I don't give a shit face'

From across the room a mousey little voice calculates the result "That's seven including the one when we first came in and you asked Mr. Vernon here whether Barry Manilow knew that he raided his closet."

Seven weeks? Fuck! Vernon doesn't take his eyes off John as he adds more than his due "Now it's eight...You stay out of it!"

The nerd seems to have some reminisce of a backbone because he interjects "Excuse me, sir, it's seven"

"Shut up, Peewee!" don't hit the teacher, don't hit the douchebag teacher, Mae don't do it…

"You're mine, Bender...for two months I gotcha, I gotcha" he looks so fucking smug, wonder how smug he'd look with my ring coated fist smashing up his glass jaw.

With a flip of his hair John snorts "What can I say? I'm thrilled!"

With his pathetic little cackle Vernon says "Oh, I'm sure that's exactly what you want these people to believe. You know something, Bender? You ought to spend a little more time trying to do something with yourself and a little less time trying to impress people. You might be better off"

I can't help it, I really fucking cant "well you know what 'Dick'? Maybe if you were half a good a teacher as you are an ignorant bastard then maybe at least one of us would give a shit what you say!"

I can see the vein throbbing on his neck and everyone looking at me wide eyed at my little outburst "Another two weeks Miss Cassidy and I'm calling your mother!"

A laugh breaks free as I shake my head "Vernon please, if you can actually get in touch with my mother tell her, her little girl said to 'blow me' okay? Thank you"

I glare at him and he swallows hard before fumbling backwards "Um…Alright, that's it! I'm going to be right outside those doors. The next time I have to come in here...I'm cracking skulls!"

I stand firm while he walks out of the room, rat bastard. Vernon leaves and closes the door the loud bang echoing off of John screaming after him "Fuck you!"

Everyone turns to look at me and John before I retake my seat "someday someone's going to fuck that man up and I hope to god it's me!"

I sigh running my hands over my face, slightly smearing my crimson lips, everyone's still looking as I glare "what? You got a problem?"

John leans over and nods with a wiggle of his brows "so, looks like you're my Saturday buddy" I laugh then, he's an ass

Andrew looks at us and shakes his head "Mae, what the hell did you do that for?"

Shrugging, I play with my compass "because I wanted to"

They look at me like I'm an idiot, but John smiles at me with a bite of his lip. Little did they know that my aunt Jane is head of the parent teacher committee and everyone likes her a shit load more than Vernon. I know it's a bullshit move but the man needs taking down a peg, so I'm more than happy to fire the cannon.

What can I say? I'm Shermer High's own personal Shrew, remember? …I really hate that nickname.