Warning: Scr*w(ed) said twice, off hand comment of sex.

A red car pulled up in front of the high school, Shermer.

"I can't believe you can't get us out of this..." Whined Roman Royals, the Prom King. He fixed the collar of his red and white jacket that was over his white shirt that had a golden crown pinned to his chest. A red back pack on his chest. He fixed his gelled and styled hair. The prince.

"I mean it's so absurd I have to be here on a Saturday! It's not like I'm a defective or anything! Roman defended himself.

"I'll make it up to you." Romans father, Alex, said, but Roman still frowned. "Honey, ditching class to go shopping doesn't make you a defective." He assured.

"Hey! If that was me, you'd kill me!" Whined a nasally voice from the back seat, Remus Royals, Romans twin. He crossed his arms that's crunched together due to his black leather jacket that covered his dark green shirt with a silver crown pin on. He rubbed the bridge of his nose, missing the dark purple eyeshadow around his eyes, and fixed his hair that had a gray streak in. He fixed the moustache he was growing. The flirt.

Alex sighed, "no, you was caught in the janitors closet having fun with that Virgul kid."

"Virgil." Grumbled Remus, to quiet for anyone to hear and looked down at the green back pack.

Alex rolled his eyes, his youngest son was helpless in his eyes, "have a good day."

Roman rolled his eyes and got out of the car, followed by Remus, the two walking up the school front steps.

Logan got there next, in a dark blue car with his mother, Lucy and little sister, Claire.

"Is this the first time or the last time we do this?" Lucy questioned, a slight cynical edge to her voice.

"Last..." Logan replied, head down. He fiddled with his dark blue tie and pushed up his black, square glasses, bringing his beige jacket closer to him. The brain.

"Well get in there and use the time to your advantage." Lucy demanded.

Logan frowned, "Mom, we're not supposed to study; we just have to sit there and do nothing."

"Well mister you figure out a way to study!" Snapped Lucy, making Logan frown.

"Yeah!" Cried Claire, annoyingly.

Logan glared at the two under his lashes, until his mother shouted, "well go!"

Logan got out of the car, bag in hand and walked towards the school.

Patton arrived soon after in his light blue car, tugging his gray and blue jacket with lots of patches on it, closer, covering his pale blue shirt, holding another gray jacket and looked up under round glasses. The athlete.

"Hey, I screwed around," Patton's father, Adam, assured, "guys screw around, there's nothing wrong with that. Except you got caught, Sport."

"Yeah, Mom already reemed me, alright?" Patton sighed, thinking of how his Mother, Alice, had already scolded him.

Hearing how Patton sighed, made Adam angry at his son dismissive nature.

"You wanna miss a match? You wanna blow your ride?" Hissed Adam, "now no school's gonna give a scholarship to a discipline case!"

Patton held back an eye roll and got out of the car with his sports bag, going up the steps.

Virgil arrived next with a purple ripped shirt, his black and purple patched jacket, with a black coat over him, and ripped jeans, dyed purple hair and black eyeshadow - though that's covered with sunglasses. His nails were black and had fingerless gloves on, with multiple bands on his wrist. The criminal.

He walked to school that day, like the day before that and the day before that, walking across the parking lot.

A yellow car came towards him, but he didn't stop walking, making the car slam on its breaks directly in front of him. But, Virgil didn't look up and instead just went up the steps.

Out of the yellow car stepped Janus. He wore a yellow button up and a long black trench coat and black bowler hat, with yellow gloves. The basket-case.

He stepped forward to look in the car's front window and the car drove away, so he pulled his hat over one side of his face to hide the discoloration of skin and eye pigment and went up the stairs into the school.

It's the library they were all told to go to - specifically room 60062, with a total of six tables in two rows of three.

Roman's sitting at the front table already, with Remus on the back table, both to the left.

Logan came in and sat at the table behind Roman and in front of Remus.

Patton walked in and pointed at the chair next to Roman at the front table in a silent question, making Roman shrug, and so he sat there.

In walked Virgil, touching everything on the checkout desk, knocking over a few books and papers, fingering the keyboard and took a few things in the process, such as hall passes, looking up, he saw Remus.

Remus smirked and winked, making Virgil grin a devilishly sexy, yet still intimidating grin to the handsome flirt.

He walked over to where Logan was sitting and pointed to the table on the opposite side of the Library. Logan tensed and reluctantly got up and moving to the seat.

Virgil sat at the table where Logan was just at and put his feet up on the desk, taking off his sunglasses.

Janus walked in. He walked all the way around the library and sat in the back corner table, just behind Logan, not facing the front but the right.

Patton and Roman looked at each other and chuckle quietly, while Logan looked at him in confusion and then turned away.

The door swung open and in walked a teacher, holding a stack of papers in his left hand.

He was wearing a blue blazer with what looked like shoulder pads, with a dark blue stripped undershirt on, with a patterned tie and dark blue pants, with his brunette hair pushed back and square glasses in his pocket - Mr Thomas Sanders, himself.

He looked to the six kids in detention and began to address the group with such disrespect it makes you wonder how he ever got the job in the first place.