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This is by far the worst part of Saturday detention, it's the quite part. The part where no one can be bothered talking to anyone because they're still half asleep. Not that I blame them, hell, I'm sat here carving random shit into a table. Turning I see the clock, it reads 7:45 a.m. and I'm tempted to die right there because this was going to be the longest day ever!

John, lighting his shoe on fire and lighting a cigarette with his shoe.

We see Red thinking with a coy smile on her lips, probably imagining what her prom dress will look like

The nerd sits there playing with his balls. Get a room

Andy playing with his sweatshirt

The gothic chick pulling a string around her finger and making it turn purple.

John put the flames on his shoe out. He then plays air guitar.

Andy playing paper football, because sports are the loser's thing

I look down to see the craving of a huge detailed eye, yeah, I'm pretty pleased with that. I then glance up, tapping the knife with heavy eyes only to see the girl across shakes dandruff from her hair onto her picture. Strange… yet creative

I groan and pocket the knife, brushing the shavings from the desk as I move swiftly to lie on it, am I hell getting backache again from those damn chairs plus I'm small enough that only my feet hang off the edge. Looking to the white washed ceiling my eyes flutter to a close…

"Wake up!" go to hell, I wanted to say at the voice disturbing my sleep, I'm tired.

Suddenly I notice my hand resting in something soft and a small weight on my stomach "Who has to go to the lavatory?"

My god yes! Everyone raises their hands. John is using me as a freaking cushion, the chair as support with his feet on his own desk, cheeky fucker "Morning sweetheart" he smiles up at me before I push him off, letting out a sleepy chuckle as he meets the floor.

Standing in the bathroom I run a hand through my dishevelled soft pink and chocolate curls, my lips aren't a dusky red anymore, the lipstick faded and their now a floral pink with a shimmer washed-out crimson. Sighing I notice the dark haired chick coming out of the cubical to wash her hands, Red is standing next to me reapplying her makeup before she swaggers off with a flip of her hair.

I look at the girl drying her hands, eye balling her. I'd seen her around school, always alone; never talking to anyone "I liked your picture"

She looks at me startled, like I pulled out a gun or something. I lean back on the sink with a smile "the snow dandruff thing was a cool idea"

"Um…thanks" she looks away to dry her hands sheepishly

"What's your name?" she licks her lips like a deer in the headlights "Allison"

I smirk and nod "I'm Mae. you know Ally-cat, that type of stuff is almost Wallflower material. If you want you should talk to Mrs Tate on Monday"

She looks at me like I've set a trap, waiting for the cage to fall. The girl was obviously not used to people making welcoming comments. I laugh, pushing myself off the sink and gesture for her to follow "come on Ally-cat, wouldn't want to miss one minute of being detained now would we?"

10:22 a.m. could this day drag any longer? I doubt it.

I sit in the back beside Allison, the others near the reception. I can see John ripping up a book and throwing around the pages out of boredom. I convinced her to show me her sketch book, theirs some fucked up shit in here so it's pretty awesome. So far my favourite is the sketch of Red Riding Hood eating the Wolf on a spit roast "Ally-cat these are pretty hot! You should definitely talk to Mrs Tate"

She just shrugs "I've never really showed them to anyone before. You don't think it's twisted?"

"Yeah, that's why there so good. Listen to me ok, first thing, Mrs Tate tells us is weird is art!" she smiles and nods, continuing to flick through the pages with me.

"That's real intelligent" I hear Andy groan, it's just a book jockstrap

John continues to destroy the thing as he looks the blonde eye to eye "You're right...it's wrong to destroy literature"

He continues to tear pages out "it's such fun to read...and, Moley really pumps my nads!"

"Mol-yare" I hear the queen bee giggle and don't realize I've stopped looking at Allison's work but am actually staring at her and John staring at each other

"I love his work" pitches in the dweeb and John tosses the rest of the pages at him. He picks up the card catalogue drawer and starts messing with that "Big deal...nothing to do when you're locked in a vacancy"

With huff and a sigh the precious team leader mutters "Speak for yourself…"

I see John eyeball him with a mild sneer as he speaks "Do you think I'd speak for you? I don't even know your language!"

I don't notice Allison watching me watch them, maybe because I don't realize I'm watching them. Even as Andy turns to little red and asks "Hey, you grounded tonight?"

She just shrugs "I don't know, my mom said I was but by dad told me to just blow her off."

"Big party at Stubbies, parents are in Europe. Should be pretty wild" uh, Stubbie aka Stanley Stubs. The guy is a fucking asshole and gives me the creeps. He's just got this bad vibe, makes my gut scurry away into a corner when he looks at me. And like a wise man once told me 'always listen to your gut, it's your spidy sense. The one thing in this world that will never lie to you'

"Yeah?" she asks curiously, thinking it over and with anticipation blonde asks "Yeah, can you go?"

She shakes her red mob and answers "I doubt it..."

"How come?" he looks more than a little disappointed, he was probably hoping to get into her panties using alcohol and poor judgment

Deciding to share her sob story little red rants "Well 'cause if I do what my mother tells me not to do, it's because my father says it's okay. There's like this whole big monster deal, it's endless and it's a total drag. It's like any minute...divorce..."

"Who do you like better?" at John's words I wonder why he's being so damn nice to her, she's a fucking prep for god's sake

"What?" she looks at him like she's shocked he can speak and I decide to bite the inside of my cheek

I look away, because I can feel Allison's stare on me and realize I'm doing it. So I go back to looking at the sketches with a smile to the girl but still with an ear on the conversation across the room "You like your old man better than your mom?"

"They're both screwed" yeah, boo-freaking-hoo princess

"No, I mean, if you had to choose between them" who cares they'd both spoil her rotten anyway, wait, to late

"I dunno, I'd probably go live with my brother. I mean, I don't think either one of them gives a shit about me...it's like they use me just to get back at each other." I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from snapping at the girl, temper control is not my strong suit

Suddenly from beside me Allison shouts loudly "Ha!"bEveryone looks at her shocked, myself included as she blows her hair out of her eyes and grins. Turning that grin to me as the queen be calls "Shut up!"

Hey, I think I like this chick.

"You're just feeling sorry for yourself..." Andy shrugs her off and did I see him smile at Allison? Bizarre

She decides to quickly defend herself, aw, poor baby "Yeah, well if I didn't nobody else would"

"Aw...you're breaking my heart..." ha, not even her little boyfriend gives a shit

What shocks the smirk off my face is John "Sporto?"

In a more than annoyed tone he asks "What?

John jumps down and goes next to Andy "You get along with your parents?"

It's a trap, a very obvious one it seems "Well if I say yes, I'm an idiot, right?"

I don't look up, I don't have to, to know John's gotten into the guys face "You're an idiot anyway...But if you say you get along with your parents well you're a liar too!"

Parents. Not a topic I wanted to discuss, not now, not ever. So I bite the inside of my cheek and refuse to pay attention, I'm not paying any attention to them "You know something, man...If we weren't in school right now, I'd waste you!"

I let out a relieved sigh, ah, fighting, I could do fighting. But I couldn't help scoffing because I knew John could take him because I've seen that man in a fight and it's bloody. John points his middle finger at the floor "Can you hear this? Want me to turn it up?"

John flips his hand around so he is now giving Andy the bird.I sigh and shake my head; John liked pushing boundary's with how far he could actually push people. He thought it was hilarious and to a point it was, but he could go too far.

The nerd decides it's a good idea to play chaperone, go's over and puts a hand on each of the guy's shoulders "Hey fellas, I mean..."

They both push him off without taking their eyes off each other and Andy walks back near to me and Allison "...I don't like my parents either, I don't...I don't get along with them...their idea of parental compassion is just, you know, wacko!"

I pass Allison back her notebook with a smile as John grumbles "Dork?"

"Yeah?" he answers sheepishly

Looking resentful John says "You are a parent's wet dream, okay?"

John starts to walk away and over to us "Well that's a problem!"

"Look, I can see you getting all bunged up for them making you wear these kinda clothes. But face it; you're a Neo-Maxi-Zoom-Dweebie! What would you be doing if you weren't out making yourself a better citizen?" I click my tongue loudly as he says this, still pent up from his tiff with the jockstrap

Andy didn't seem to like this and butts in "Why do you have to insult everybody?"

"I'm being honest, asshole! I would expect you...to know the difference!" John is being honest, but he's also being a douche about it

"Yeah well, he's gotta name!" my eyes widen tenfold, and I share a confused look with the girl beside me. Is he seriously sticking up for some nerd or am I concussed!?

"Yeah?" a hint of a smile comes onto Johns face, because he can't believe it either I guess

I watch with a raised brow in mild amusement as the prep asks "Yeah, What's your name?"

"Way to make your point big guy" I laugh at him, because come on he just bottomed out his own case

The kid looks edgy, nervous as he answers "Brian..."

"See?" a prep is taking the high ground here? Seriously…

John turns to the kid with sneer "My condolences" then walks away

Out of nowhere little Red decides to play ball "What's your name?"

And all I want to do is throw something at her, like my pen knife "What's yours?"

"Claire..." she answers proudly

I don't know why the idea of smashing her skull in so appealing at that moment but it is "Ka-Laire?"

"Claire...it's a family name!" she looks at him like he's stupid

"Nooo...It's a fat girl's name!" There it is, there's the boy I throw quips with.

Red, sorry, Claire bites sarcastically "Well thank you"

"You're welcome" he answers with pride and I don't know why I'm smiling, probably because the school princess is about to get her skinny little ass handed to her

Claire is obviously offended "I'm not fat!

He puts on his playful face before nodding "Well, not at present but I could see you really pushing maximum density! You see, I'm not sure if you know this...but there are two kinds of fat people. There's fat people that were born to be fat, and then there's fat people that were once thin but they became fat...so when you look at them you can sorta see that thin person inside! You see, you're gonna get married, you're gonna squeeze out a few puppies and then, uh..." He mimes becoming fat, making noises.

Her majesty as an obese woman screaming at her kids in the mall and who can only fit into sweatpants? Now there's a thought

Claire gives him the finger and I mock shock as does John "Oh...obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl!"

Resentfully the redhead groans "I'm not that pristine!"

John bends down closer to Claire and the words what come out of his mouth shock even me "Are you a virgin?"

He leans in to her and for a moment I don't understand what's going on "I'll bet you a million dollars that you are! Let's end the suspense! Is it gonna be...a white weddin?"

"Why don't you just shut up?" she snaps and I don't blame her because he's way over the line

"Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up? Over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off...hoping to God your parents don't walk in?" I watch him examine her face, looking for a reaction. Claire is getting upset and I notice Allison isn't too happy about it either with how she turns away from the scene

For the first time she sounds timid, fragile and I already know this is going too far "Do you want me to puke?"

"Cut it out Johnny" I murmur, trying to shout over the lump in my throat. If he heard me he doesn't show it, just keeps watching her, looking for a tell

He's so caught up in it that he just keeps going "Over the panties, no bra, blouse unbuttoned, Calvin's in a ball on the front seat past eleven on a school night?"

"Leave her alone!" Andy chimes; now that seems to catch his attention. John slowly stands and faces Andy "I said leave her alone!"

John seems kind of pissed, I don't know what's ragging on him today "You gonna make me?"

"Yeah..." Andy reply's with a tone that's very sure of himself

John walks over the table to where Andy is standing squaring up to the boy "You and how many of your friends?"

The kid stands strong as he threatens "Just me, just you and me. Two hits. Me hitting you, you hitting the floor! Anytime you're ready, pal!"

John goes to hit him but Andy gets John down on the ground with a wrestling move. I quickly shout in panic "Johnny,don't!"

I know what he's capable of; I was in the quad when the ambulance took Danny Briggs away after a fight everyone claims they never saw. Normally I'd leave him to it but Vernon was on the other side of that door and if he walked in to a broken and bloody letterman star on the floor we'd all be in heaps of shit. The others look at me in disbelief, but I let out a relived sigh as John says "I don't wanna get into to this with you man"

Andy gets up and eyes the bad boy "Why not?"

John follows gets up and starts to back up towards my table "'Cause I'd kill you...It's real simple. I'd kill you and your fucking parents would sue me and it would be a big mess and I don't care enough about you to bother."

"Chicken shit" Andy turns and walks away, not believing that John could take him. John takes out a switchblade and opens it, catching every eye in the room. I swallow hard because this could get real ugly, real fast.

I can see the fear glittering over the onlookers before he stabs the switchblade into a chair. Andrew decides to get brave while Allison leans over me to pull the knife out of the chair "Let's end this right now. You don't talk to her...you don't look at her and you don't even think about her! You understand me?"

"I'm trying to help her!" he looks almost earnest, but I know its bullshit.

Once Andy sits down and silence overflows the room I stand, John turning to me with a smile before I smack him a few times on the arm and chest "Mae, what the hell?"

I stare at him with my best death glare before pointing to the table up front "Shut up Johnny, and sit your ass down!"

He looks at me for a long minute, seeing the anger and dejection on my face before looking to his feet with a nod and going to the first table I pointed at. Everyone looks like I just parted the seas as I take a cigarette out of my jacket and relieve some of the stress with a long drag

After a few minutes the library door opens and I smile at the sight of the working man. Carl walks into the office to empty the trash before coming out with a slight smile "Brian, how you doing?"

I'm not sure if it's a question or a mocking as John asks "Your dad works here?"

Brian is embarrassed, obviously. I stand with the cigarette in hand before walking over "Hey Carl, you get that stuff for me?"

The janitor nods with a laugh, going under his cart to grab a brown paper bag "third time this month, Mae, you're getting sloppy"

I take the bag and look inside and low and behold there are my knuckle dusters, two cans of spray paint and a lipsticktaser. I smile up at him before pulling thirty bucks out of my right boot but he holds a hand up to stop me "nah, me and Sarah need you to watch Benny on Thursday, consider this your deposit, you'll get the rest when we get home"

Nodding I put the money back and salute waking backwards "pleasure as always, Carl"

I head back to my seat and put the bag in my purse, don't want to get them confiscated, again!

"Uh, Carl?" John suddenly asks

My neighbour doesn't seem too interested "What?

"Can I ask you a question?" John queries as I take the last drag of my cigarette then put it out on the table

Carl looks at me, he's not an idiot, he knows there's a joke coming so nods "Sure..."

Folding his arms John asks "How does one become a janitor?

"You wanna be a janitor?" Carl chuckles bitterly

With a shake of his head he reply's "No I just wanna know how one becomes a janitor because Andy here, is very interested in pursuing a career in the custodial arts..."

Carl obviously gets it as I smile and he says "Oh, really? You guys think I'm just some untouchable peasant? Peon? Huh? Maybe so, but following a broom around after shitheads like you for the past eight years I've learned a couple of things...I look through your letters, I look through your lockers...I listen to your conversations, you don't know that but I do...I am the eyes and ears of this institution my friends. By the way, that clock's twenty minutes fast! Later Mae, tell your aunt Jane I said hi" I wave as everyone groans but John who smiles, impressed by the man no doubt

"Shit!" Andy complains as they all start bitching about the time

I notice John looking over at me, but I don't look at him, not even as he stands and walks over, leaning on my desk "hey little Mae, still pissed at me?"

I roll my head to the side and fix him with a look that screams 'what do you think?'

He nods and bites his lip before looking back to his chair at the desk in front and grabs his scarf. I raise a brow as he wraps it around his head like a bandana, then turns to me with one eye squinting and recites with pirate style movements "Ho, ho, haul together, hoist the colours high, heave ho, thieves and beggars, never say we die"

I can't help laughing; everyone else looks at him like he's lost his mind while joining in the merriment "you laughed, I'm off the hook…aarrrhh"

"You're an idiot" I laugh because damn it I should never have told him about my love of pirates, or showed him the small cross swords skull on my ankle.

He takes a seat and smiles, scarf still securely around his head "but I'm adorable so it pans out" and I can't resist rolling my eyes at his triumphant smirk. Smug bastard

The minutes are long and deceiving as the room once again quiets down until John starts to whistle a marching tune and everybody slowly but surely joins in.

Vernon enters like a plague to the senses and John begins to whistle Beethoven's 5th. What? I know stuff… my aunt teaches me stuff… or she talks a lot whatever! "All right girls, that's thirty minutes for lunch"

"Here?" Andy seems less than pleased when the accommodations, sorry your grace…

Vernon gives a stern nod and confirms "Here"

"Well I think the cafeteria would be a more suitable place for us to eat lunch in, sir!" oh well someone was raised with table manners

"Well, I don't care what you think, Andrew!" Vernon… dick!

Speaking off John holds up his hand and asks "Uh, Dick? Excuse me, Rich...will milk be made available to us?"

"We're extremely thirsty sir..." Andy and John agree on something? The world is ending

Claire looks up and apparently she needs her calcium fix to "I have a very low tolerance for dehydration.

"I've seen her dehydrate sir, it's pretty gross" I make a face and shake my head "that is one horror movie I sure as hell don't want to see"

John stands "Relax, I'll get it!"

But of course Vernon would never allow that "Ah, ah, ah grab some wood there, bub!" John grins.

"What do you think, I was born yesterday? You think I'm gonna have you roaming these halls?" He points at Andy, because he is after all one of the trusted and favoured students I the room.

He's looking around for some else to go with the jockstrap who points to Claire, yeah, whatever "You! And you! Hey! What's her name?"

He's pointing to Allison and I turn "Ally-cat, looks like you're going for a walk"

She turns to look at me only to notice that Vernon was actually talking to her "Wake her! Wake her up!"

Ever the impatient bastard Vernon screams "Come on, on your feet missy! Let's go! This is no rest home!"

She gets up as the teacher says "There's a soft drink machine in the teacher's lounge. Let's go!"

Allison nearly bumps into Andy when he goes to gather the money, coming to me first I dig some change out of my pocket and ask "Two cokes please, Garson"

He nods then goes to Brian, with his money already in hand, but when Andy turns to John, John opens a hand to Brian…that slips him some skin.

I can't help but laugh as John glares while Vernon bitches for them to hurry it up. The nerd seems to catch on and gives a laugh of embarrassment before handing Andy more money, happy to help. Nice kid

Then little red chirps "excuse me, sir. Can you break this?" and she pulls out a freaking fifty! Vernon rolls his eyes while I look between John and Allison in laughter

"Here, it's on me" the sweet little nerd offers and hand the jockstrap more money

She smiles over at him with a flutter of her eyelashes as Vernon and the errand runners leave "Thanks Brian"

John turns to me, take the scarf off his head and using it as a shall while he mimics her "thanks Brian"

I laugh while the kid blushes and Claire shake's her head, aw, poor little nerd. It's pretty obvious to everyone that he's sweet on the chick, only god knows why because I think she's a bitch personally! But hey, each to their own, I say. Right now I'm just too damn hungry to give a shit anyway… I just hope Aunt Jane hasn't packed me something gross, after all I'm going to be sharing it with Johnny

What, someone's got to feed the guy!