Breaking Boundaries (unordinary love story)

RICK'S POINT OF VIEW~~ Chapter 8: Detention

RICK

When the departure bell rang I grabbed my bag and shoved my way through everyone else to leave. I didn't really have to, actually. Most people just moved out of the way for me. That's when I remembered something: after school detention. I groaned internally. I'd picked a fight with a kid after sixth period because he made me feel stupid in front of the whole class when he answered a question correctly right after I answered it wrong (Mr. Cardulla, a nimrod of a teacher, deliberately picked on me for the math question). Mr. Cardulla saw and sided with the other kid and gave me the detention slip. And before that, I'd forced Misty to come over to my house after school. How fortunate am I.

Having Misty as my tutor was dope-ass. I could scrutinize her long hair for a long time and drown out the stuff she was explaining to me. She smelled good, like citrus shampoo. She was also the Einstein of the generation, fresh as hell. I felt like an idiot next to her. No surprise there. She was just too damn smart for me.

Anyway.

Shit. Detention time.

Walking into the detention room, I handed Ms. Barlo the detention slip for her to sign and then plodded to my desk. I'd been to the detention room so many times, it barely felt like a punishment to me anymore. More like a routine. Other than today, duh, because I had places to go. So detention today was the most lame-ass thing ever.

There weren't a lot in the detention room. Just a bunch of bad kids who were just as intimidating as me. Not people who would normally be scared of me because I could easily take them on in a fist fight.

A few minutes later Ms. Barlo had her nose buried in some newspaper while secretly eyeing us. I knew what I was doing. I fished my pockets for five bucks, then tapped that Edward kid next to me. I slid the money onto his desk.

"Distract her," I told him. "Be loud. And don't let her see me."

He nodded and walked over to Ms. Barlo.

"Hi Ms. Barlo!" Edward said. "I just want you to know that I hate detention! Why do I hate it? Because it's a waste of time! Why can't there be a different punishment? Like forcing us bad kids to chug three cans of soda, then burp the whole alphabet? I can burp the whole alphabet, by the way! Wanna see?!?!"

"That's enough, Edward. Go sit down."

"Why?" said Edward. "I'm a clown. You can't make me spend a whole hour in solitary confinement."

"Be quiet and go sit down."

Edward grabbed three apples from her desk. "Do you wanna see me juggle?"

"I could care less!" answered the irritated teacher.

I took that opportunity to slink out of the room and escape detention. That stupid detention lady didn't notice. Phew.

Despite how simple dipping detention was, the way I felt when doing so reminded me of one of those scenes in The Great Escape. One of those movies we watched in history class.

After that I made my way over to Misty's locker. She was already there, seeming really tense and nervous, as if I would throttle her.

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