BULLS AND HORNS

Miss. Important over here raised her hand before Mr. Vernon could continue his very boring and prolonging speech.

"Excuse me sir? I think there's been a mistake. I know it's detention but, um I don't think I belong in here."

I scoffed loudly making everyone turn to me including Vernon.

"Is there a problem Miss. Evens?"
"There's plenty however most of them are about you which I won't kindly share as it could demolish your already damaged and low ego. However the one that I will share with you is that Claire here, thinks that because she's prim and proper and thinks she's better than us, she can get away with anything she likes, including detention because her and her family wipe their asses with $20 bills"

I turned to look at Claire once I said her name smirking sarcastically. "That is all" I turned to face Vernon.

"Detention next Saturday Evens. Keep that mouth of yours shut you hear me?! I've had enough of you already." I mimicked zipping my lips trying not to smirk.

Mr. Vernon completely ignored Queen Bee much to my satisfaction and looked down to his watch.

"It is now 7:06 you have exactly 8 hours and 54 minutes to think about why you're here, to ponder the errors of your ways-"

There's was a spit sound making me glance over my shoulder to see Bender catch his saliva back in his mouth, Claire gagged making me smirk and  not try to make a noise.

"You may not talk!" He slammed his hand on my desk making me whip around to look at him dead in the eye.

God that scared the fuck out of me! Crazy bastard.

"You will not move from these seats" I heard shuffling behind me, must be Brian.

"And you-" he pulled the chair out from under Bender's legs, quite roughly might I add as his feet slammed on the ground before putting the chair back in it's correct place."-will not sleep"

Shuffling the papers in his hands he directed the next sentence to all of us. "All right people, were going to try something a little different today. We are going to write an essay, no less than a thousand words describing to me who you think you are" he passed us all a blank piece of paper and a pencil.

"This a test?" John asked

"And when I say essay, I mean essay. I do not mean a single word repeated a thousand times, is that clear Mr. Bender?"
"Crystal" he replied sarcastically.
Hey that's my thing!

"Good. Maybe you'll learn something about yourself. Maybe you'll even decide whether on not you care to return"

"Understatement of the year" I grumbled quietly. Luckily nobody heard me otherwise I'm sure I'd have to add another Saturday to my list that stood currently at 1. My Dad is going to be ECSTATIC when he finds out I've got another detention.

"Uh, I can answer that right now sir. You know that'd be no for me 'cause-" Brian said stood up "Sit down, Johnson" Vernon barked
"Thank you sir" Brian did as told. I rolled my eyes in annoyance before leaning back and crossing my arms over my chest looking bored as hell, which was as true as the Holy Spirit.

"My office is right across that hall, any monkey business is ill-advised. Any questions?"

The room was silent before Bender spoke up

"Yeah. I got a question. Does Bary Manalow know that you raid his wardrobe?"

I turned and hid my face in my shoulder before silently giggling to myself, that's probably the funniest thing I've heard all week!

"I'll give you the answer to that question Mr. Bender, next Saturday. Where you will be joining Miss. Evens. Don't mess with the bull young man you'll get the horns!" With that he turned and walked out of the library to his office.

"That man is a brownie hound" Bender announced to us. "You got that right" I agreed

"Wonder what crawled up his ass?"

"I don't know? But whatever it is has been up there for decades" I countered making a few people giggle and silently agreeing with me.

Once Vernon had vanished from sight everyone visibly relaxed, some even breathing a sigh of relief.

Getting too warm in this room I decided to take off my denim jacket and throw it on the back of my chair, ignoring the whistle coming from a certain someone as I stripped.

Once I was back facing the front I heard a strange clicking noise coming from behind me, I turned to look at Brian who lifted his arms up in confusion. Looking past him I could see it was Allison biting her nails.

Soon everyone was look at her, she must have felt everyone's eyes on her because she turned and looked at all of us. But then going back to chomping down on her nails I smirked amused at her antics. "You keep eating your hand you're not going to be hungry for lunch." Bender stated.

Before I could reply telling Bender to leave her alone she took matters into her own hands by biting her nail and spitting the content in her mouth at him which was quite disgusting in my opinion...but each to their own I suppose.

"I've seen you before, you know?" He pointed at her. "Probably because she hangs out with me" I stated sharply, he turned before making heavy eye contact with me. "Yeah, I guess it is" he smirked confidently. I just sent a dashing smirk his way.

It was quiet for solemnly 5 seconds before I heard mumbling, breaking eye contact with Bender I noticed that Brian was talking to himself while staring at the piece of paper in front of him.

I decided that I wasn't going to write anything on mine, knowing that once this was over Vernon was just going to throw them away at the end of the day. He doesn't care what we think of ourselves he sees us how he wants to see us, which is why it's pointless to try and defend our cases.

"Who do I think I am?" Someone whispered followed by the clicking of a pen. Looking over my shoulder I saw Brian was talking to himself which was quite amusing "Who are you?... Who are you?" He hooked the pen onto his bottom lip before popping the pen again In his mouth "I'm a walrus" Ok that's it. I had to press my hand against my mouth to stop myself from loudly chuckling at the innocent boy sat behind me. I caught Benders eye who was looking straight at Brian, obviously not amused but I couldn't help but think How is this not funny to you...COME ON!

Peeking back at the dork I saw he was pushing the pen up his nose, Ok this has to stop before I pass out from lack of oxygen.

Brian soon caught sight of Me and Bender looking his way which made him instantly smile and shy away in embarrassment, Bender pulled of his Scarlett red scarf quite aggressively might I add as Brian pulled the pen from his lips and held it in his hand like nothing happened.

Putting his pen down I noticed that Brian and Bender were talking their coats off at the same time, till John gave Shaggy a warning look. Shaggy looking a little nervous pretended that he was a little chilly which it wasn't since I was pretty sure all the fluid that was escaping me right now was at least half my body weight, I'm basically drowning in my own sweat and it's not a nice feeling. He pulled his jacket back up as John continued to take his off which revealed he had on a denim jacket like mine, god he must be sweating like a sinner in church.

I probably looked like a right weirdo staring at the two when the situation had nothing to do with me and everyone else was minding their own business, still it didn't bother me non and continued to watch the cute little display in front of me unfold.

Bender tried to look intimidating which kind of made me annoyed. No use in making the kid feel scared and uncomfortable. "It's the shits huh" Brian told Bender.
John just looked away without saying a word.
Guess everyone was in a mood today, pretty sure whatever crawled up Vernon's ass has gone to make a vacation home in Benders.

Once I knew he wasn't paying attention I turned to face Brian.

"Hey Shaggy don't let Dennis the Menace bother you, he started his period this morning" I sniggered, he did too before my face became serious "Just don't be a pussy and show your belly every time he glares at you...hold your own" I turned and faced the front again.

"Thanks for the...advice?" Brian whispered although I wasn't sure if he was directly talking to me. That boy is as loopy as that weird science guy from back to the future, Doc.

The crumbling of paper could be heard from the other side of London if they listened carefully enough. Looking at the source of the noise it turned out to be...oh look..low and behold it's John Bender everybody.

The way he crumbled the paper between his hands with a mischievous glint in his eye, I knew we were in for some chaos and hell raising.

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