"You two," Mr. Murphy jerks two fingers in our direction. "Follow me."

We silently head towards his office. Some of his food slips down his clothes and I fight back a laugh.

"Um, Mr. Murphy, don't we need to clean up first?" Butt hurt jerk asks.

It was his fault we were in trouble. I glare at him, he sticks his tongue out at me.

Jerk.

Mr. Murphy sighs out in frustration. "You two go to the bathroom, I'm right behind you!"

We shuffle towards the bathroom with him following us. We go in separate bathrooms and attempt to clean ourselves up. I grab some paper towels and scrape my shirt that has ketchup and mustard covering it.

Thank God this shirt wasn't one of my favorites. We would have had a problem then.

Instead of cleaning up the mess, it spreads more. I groan, throwing the paper towel in the trash. I run fingers through my hair, looking at my socks.

He didn't even let us put our shoes back on, I chuckle and walk out.

Butt hurt jerk walks out also. "He didn't even let us put our shoes back on," he says my thoughts in a whisper.

I grin. "I know we need to put them back on. And I couldn't get this stupid mustard and ketchup off me!"

He grins, looking at my shirt. "You know it's just am excuse for me to look at your boobs!"

I smack his arm. "Jerk!"

He grabs my arm, quickly kissing my hand. "Can't blame a guy, cupcake."

I roll my eyes then see Mr. Murphy impatiently tapping his foot on the ground, a wet paper towel in his hands from him cleaning himself from the food.

"Um, Mr. Murphy, can we go get our shoes back?"

Our principal glares at us. "No, because you shouldn't have tooken them off in the first place!"

"You're just going to let us walk around barefoot?" Jerk asks, looking at Mr. Murphy.

The principal nods. "Follow me to my office."

***

"So," Mr. Murphy puts his hands on his desk. "The two of you were sliding down the halls with no shoes because. . .?"

"With shoes it wouldn't have worked as well." I remark, my tone sarcastic.

His eyes snap towards me. "Be best if you watch that tongue, young lady."

I was about to remark back by saying: I can't watch it, it's in my mouth you dingus!

But then butt hurt jerk speaks up before I can speak. "We were doing that because we wanted to have fun."

Mr. Murphy raises one eyebrow. "And sliding down the halls is fun?"

I smile innocently. "Quite so, sir, you should try it out."

"You are on thin ice, sweetie." Mr. Murphy said, giving me a warning glare.

"Sorry," I say then say sternly. "Sir."

He gives stiff nod. "You know, first bumping into me and smarting off to me isn't a good idea."

I bite my lip, hard so I won't let sarcasm fall from my mouth. No matter how much I wanted to say anything.

"We're sorry," butt hurt jerk apologizes. "She's. . .just on her time of month at the time. . ."

That jerk just didn't.

My face flames up as I glare at butt hurt jerk.

Mr. Murphy sighs. "That still gives her no right to speak to me in such a rude mannor."

"I know, but she can't think clearly because she's on the time of the month, you know?" Butt hurt replies.

Are you kidding me?

"But still, she needs to get manners." Mr. Murphy says in a exhausted sigh.

"Well!" I speak up. "I am right here, you know!"

They look my way. I narrow my eyes, huffing.

Mr. Murphy groans. "We are here to discuss what the two of you did! Which was disrupt the school halls and run into me and spill food everywhere."

"I'm sorry." We both say at the same time.

"Well, yeah, you sure will be now when I give the two of you in detention." Mr. Murphy says, clearly annoyed.

"You can't put us in detention!" I tell him.

"Actually I can." Mr. Murphy said. "I am the principal."

"But-"

"Detention, the both of you." He interrupts. "Now leave and go put on your shoes."

"Mr. Murphy, you can't be serious-"

"It's final!" He bursts out. "I could have done worse with your back talking, young lady, and by the both of you making me spill my lunch all over me!"

"We-"

"Leave now or I'll make it three weeks of detention!" With no further argument, we scramble off and almost fall when we slip with our socks and the slick surface.

"That sucks." Butt hurt jerk says as we head towards the library.

"Detention?" We walk in. "I know."

"No I'm not talking about that." He slips on his shoes. "It's that we will miss getting our hot chocolate."

I roll my eyes, putting my shoes on. "Only you would think that."

"Well I sure am different." He stands up, picking up his bags.

"Ain't that the truth," I murmur.

***

"You will be in this room for one hour. And I expect no talking, no sleeping; all I want is silence. If anyone gets caught speaking, or sleeping then you will have another week of detention." The teacher says, her hair in an obnoxious bun on the top of her head with her lips in a tight line. "Got it?"

Everyone nodded their heads, watching her sit down. "Now, I will be sitting here. Not for a full hour, of course." She intertwines her thin, bony fingers together.

"Must be her time of month too." Butt hurt jerk murmurs.

I resist the erge to smack him, not on the arm.

But across the face.

Complete silence lasts for a while. Except the breathing and the continuous shuffle of others movements and the buzzing of the air conditioner.

The teacher seems bored, her face blank and she keeps shifting in her seat, uncomfortable.

She finally gets up and walks towards the door. She turns towards everyone. "I'm going to stretch my legs and use the bathroom, if anyone speaks a peep; I will hear." At that, she turns away and everyone waits until they hear the annoying clicking noise of her high heel shoes against the floor.

"The criminal," butt hurt jerk muttered. "The basket case. . ."

"What are you doing?" I asked lowly.

"It's like we are in an updated version of The Breakfast Club." He whispers back.

"Um, how?" I look around. There was too many people in here to take part in our breakfast club.

"Just seems like it." He says. I look at him, watching his eyes roam over the other people seated with us in detention. Then he adds, "I'm just kidding."

"Hmm." I said.

"Are you upset?" He asks.

I look back at him. His blue eyes full of curiosity. "Upset about what?"

"Detention." He waves around the room. I look around the room, it was a small room with many unread books that my hands itched to hold and read.

"No, not really. Should I be?" I look back at him. "But you making a joke about a girl on her period sure is funny."

"So you are on your period?" Amusement flashes across his face. "But it was merely a statement."

"None of your business." I hiss, voice quiet. "Merely a statement my butt!"

"It was." His face fills with innocence. I roll my eyes.

"I should be almost upset with you." Butt hurt jerk said to me, scratching his arm.

I raise an eyebrow. "Why?"

"With you getting sarcastic to the principal and all." His voice is quiet still.

"I only be sarcastic to some people." I said. "Mostly to people who act stupid."

"Well you're sarcastic to me all the time." He leans back in his chair.

I give him a blank look. "Exactly."

"Hey!" He exclaims.

I shrug. "I'm going to tell you the truth,' I smile a little. " but I'm not  going to comfort you with a lie. "

He states at me, saying lowly. "You are something else."

"And so are you." I tell him.

He grins, poking my cheek. "So how did your brother react when you told him?"

I sigh. "He was kind of mad. But my mom- she'll be a different story."

"I'm sorry." Butt hurt jerk said suddenly.

"For?" Was he really going to apologize?

"Getting you in detention." He states, sounding a little upset.

I ruffle his hair. "Jerk face, it's no big deal. That was fun. Don't worry about it."

He suddenly grins mischievously. "I'll only not worry about it if I get a kiss."

I lean in close, hoping the teacher won't come in at this time to ask what's going on for I have no explanation. And that would be embarrassing. In a low, soft voice I say. "That can be arranged."

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Heyyy guys! Sorry I haven't updated in a while I've just been really bulol. dealing with school, family and such. But also I've kind of been lazy too lol. So please forgive me ^.^ and also vote or comment if you'd like.

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