"Warden, I drank milk through my nostrils!"

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Five months forward

"Do you have any idea what have you done?!" Blue's voice echoed through his office as Gage, Emrys and I sat in front of his desk.

"We flirted with the kitchen lady?" Gage asked with raised eyebrows.

Blue stared at him while looking like a furious bull. "No! What are-"

"We raised Mrs. Reed's skirt?" Emrys interrupted him with a question that made everyone laugh. Well, everyone besides Blue.

"She has some pretty things under there," Gage commented.

"No! You-"

"-flooded the pool?" I finished his sentence and this time he looked at me with confusion and furrowed eyebrows.

"Xander, we don't have a fucking pool," he stated, looking at every single one of us. We exchanged looks and Gage whistled, stretching arms behind his head.

"Oopsie," he sang, looking at the floor while smirking. I glanced at Emrys, who quietly chuckled at the situation.

"You- what-" Blue stuttered as his right eye started twitching. Oh, boy, this will turn out bad. "Detention for two weeks!" he screamed at us, not being able to say anything more.

Whenever we raised his blood pressure by being, well, us, he'd give us detention and death glares which made you shit your pants. This is were Gage came in the game.

"But, sir, we are in a Youth Detention Center. How can we get more detention?" Gage asked him, which only made him more furious.

"Evans, if you speak one more word, I swear we'll have problems," Blue threatened him through clenched teeth, glaring at Emrys and I as a warning.

"But, sir," Emrys furrowed his eyebrows, talking like an innocent child. This is how he always got away from his problems, by being nice and cute. "What did we do wrong? You caught us playing cards," he asked him, although we all knew very well what have we done.

Lets just say we were doing something Blue hates the most - being sneaky little delinquents. And although he never caught us actually doing something bad, he always assumed it was the three of us, which I thought was extremely unfair. I mean, there were hundreds of criminals living here and he thought only we do shit against him.

"You idiots were making a fucking bomb!" he screamed into our faces, slamming his hands against his desk. "What were you going to do with it, huh?! Destroy the building? Escape? Kill me?" he kept guessing, glaring into our eyes. "Confess!"

"But Warden, we don't even know how to create a bomb. We're stupid," Gage said, trying to make him believe we were innocent. "Emrys doesn't even know how to tie his shoe laces."

"It's true, sir," Emrys jumped in, clearing our names. "That's why they give me shoes with velcro!" he raised his foot, showing Blue exactly that - shoe with velcro.

"You- You're lying!" he pointed his finger at Emrys.

"No, sir, it's true," I meddled in, trying to stay serious. "Last night, I replaced toothbrush with a hairbrush. I started washing my teeth with a hairbrush, sir," I told him, making up that story in just a few seconds.

"Yeah, yeah, and I thought we have a nose to drink with it until one of the prisoners told me otherwise," Gage said and I had to try so hard to contain a laugh. "Warden, I drank milk through my nostrils!"

"For fuck's sake," Blue rubbed the bridge of his nose, looking at the floor. "Get the fuck out of my sight," he told us and we immediately got up from the chairs, running out of his office.

"Do you think he'll follow us?" Emrys whispered when we got far enought for him not to hear us.

"Let's hope he has bigger problems than three fifteen year olds making a bomb," Gage replied when we slowed down, heading towards the spot we hid the bomb.

"Shit, Gage, stop making us look like terrorists," I told him seriously as we climbed up the stairs towards a roof.

"It's not my problem you have self-image issues," he replied as Emrys chuckled.

"Says the guy who cried when a girl dumped him over a letter," he said, which made Gage extremely uncomfortable.

"She was a model! Who wouldn't cry after a model, who is by the way incredible in bed, breaks up with them?! She was blond!"

We finally got on the roof when the sun was already set behind the horizon, leaving us in the dark. "We don't have a flashlight," I noticed as the three of us stood in front of our bomb.

"Do you think anyone will notice it up here before we do it?" Gage asked as we all stared at it like it was the biggest mystery ever. "I mean, it's not like we're hiding it."

"Well, Blue believed that we're dumb," I told him.

"That's because we are," Emrys said, scratching the back of his neck. "We are intelligent, but dumb."

"Say for yourself, velcro boy," Gage laughed, crossing his arms. Whenever he would do that, I actually thought he did it to show off his muscles. Gage is, although he doesn't want to show it, actually a big softie who's extremely egoistic about his appearance.

"Gage, do I need to remind you that you actually drank milk through your nostrils few weeks ago?" Emrys replied, glancing at him with raised eyebrows.

"Okay, that's enough," I stopped them from further arguing, although they kept glaring at each other. "We need to figure out what to do with this bomb."

"Do you want to tell me that you created a bomb, but don't know what to use it for?" someone laughed behind us, his voice deep and confident.

Gage, Emrys and I turned around to find a incredibly tall, not taller than Gage, boy with baby blue eyes and short brown hair, looking at us with crossed arms and plump, red lips carved into a smirk. His face appeared to be unfamiliar, which only meant he came here today.

"How did you find this place?" I asked him with suspicion.

"Are you an FBI agent?" Emrys asked him with narrow eyes.

"How did you find us? Did you plant a chip in our neck?" Gage asked, straightening his back to look taller and more intimidating.

"What the fuck are you talking about? I saw you running out of Warden's office and you looked suspicious, so I just followed you up here," he said, looking at us with amusement. "You guys really need to be more careful."

"How do you know nobody followed you?" Gage asked him, taking a few steps forward.

"Yeah, yeah, maybe you have a chip in your neck,"  Emrys narrowed his eyes, following Gage's actions. With Emrys' innocent appearance and dark eyes, it was impossible to conisder him threatening.

"Guys, cut it," I grabbed their shirts and pulled them backwards. "What does it take to keep you quiet?" I tilted my head towards him.

"Wait, we can't do business with a guy whose name we don't know!" Gage told me, walking to the guy until there were inches apart. "What's your name?"

"I'm Jesus," he introduced himself and offered his hand to Gage, who stood still, looking at the guy in disbelief.

Emrys was the first one to break the silence. He bursted out laughing, falling to the floor and tilting his head back. Looking at him like that, it was almost impossible to keep a straight face, so in two minutes, everyone was laughing.

"What's going on?" the guy looked at us with confusion, his main focus being Emrys who rolled around the floor, still laughing.

"You can't actually be serious about this," Gage said through laughter.

"About what? That's my name," he tried to convince us.

"Yeah and I'm Hitler," I said, looking at him then at Emrys who was still on the floor. "Emrys, get the fuck up before someone hears you from downstairs."

He looked at me dead in the eye and got up, saying," What the fuck, Atlas? I'm not that heavy."

"Okay, so what are we doing with the bomb?"

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