DETENTION // B.E

FOUR

sage

it's now monday of the second week of school. i've got one week of detention down, and i only have three more to go.

yay. so fun.

i stuffed my hands into my pockets as i made my way to the detention room.

thankfully this year, due to coach being the supervisor for detention, it's not that bad. it's really laidback; he doesn't give a shit what we do, and, like he said, he isn't even in there most of time.

it's great.

i remember getting detention in any year before this, and we'd get yelled at for just whispering. it was the worst.

i looked around, quickly spotting billie. tomorrow is her last day of detention. for now, at least.

"hey, sav!" she greeted. she slung her arm around giovanni's shoulders as she grinned. "look who's back!"

i let out a hum. "great."

"i can't tell if you were being sarcastic or not." she made a face.

"what do you think?" i gave a fake smile.

"rude," she playfully scoffed, then turned to face gio. "she's always buggin', dude, for real."

"still fine as hell though." he shrugged.

"i thought that we've already discussed that you don't have a chance." i cocked a brow.

"yeah, but that doesn't stop the fact that you're fine." he chuckled.

i rolled my eyes.

"andy," billie caught my attention. "how are you?"

"you asked me that earlier in third block."

"okay, so? a lot can change in a few hours." she pointed out.

"i'm fine, billie," i waved her off. "since your lil' friend is back, you can leave me alone now." i gave a fake grin.

"i don't wanna." she shook her head.

"god, it's like you're obsessed with me." i sighed as i shook my head.

"nah, you're obsessed with me. gio, isn't she obsessed with me?" she turned to him.

"hm?" he looked up from his phone. i'm assuming she mouthed something to him by the way his brows furrowed in confusion. "dude, i can't read lips; the fuck is you saying?"

she let out a groan as she threw her head back. "you're dumb."

"says the one who peed in a closet!" he sent a pointed look.

"gio!" her face flushed embarrassedly. "i thought you said you weren't gonna bring that up again!"

"wait— hold up," i started to laugh. "you peed in a closet?"

"no, bro, listen," she shook her head. "it wasn't even my fault!"

she turned completely towards me. "i was at the fucking doctor, right? this bitch wanted me to pee in a cup, okay? then i— okay, cool. cool. lemme pee in a cup."