Juliet, no Romeo.

Mr. Montee-Spider-Cannibal-Carnivore.

I had never gotten detention, not even a warning, so when I tell you I was shaking in my boots as the lesson came to a close, that was truly an understatement. However, when I looked over to Montee, he looked woefully nonchalant; how was he so fine with getting in trouble? The bell rang and I could've sworn that the sun was going to explode and completely destroy the Earth in that moment—not that I hated the idea.

Mrs. Stamos marched over to both Montee and I as the rest of the students sauntered out. Please don't kill me, please don't kill me, please don't kill me, and most importantly, please don't tell my mum. My mum wouldn't care that I got in trouble. In fact, the reason I dreaded the idea so much is that she would most likely throw me a party for my first detention and I hated the idea of that more than watching romance movies and Girl's Night.

"What is it that you were talking about in my class that was so much more important than my teaching, Mr. Kook and Ms. Hartfeld?" Mrs. Stamos inquired. And although I would never say it out loud as I was a cowardly little bitch, I could conjure up a multitude of things. Honestly, talking about the multiverse of Spider-Man would most definitely be more important than Mrs. Stamos' grammar lessons.
"What's more important than your class, miss?" Montee spoke with petulance in his voice; he was definitely about to say something that would just land us in more trouble. "I would say probably the entire fucking planet, but that would just be offensive." And there he did it.

I already expected a singular detention, that in itself was understandable, but with Montee's little comment? Him and I had to now clean the entire school in the course of a week and give up our lunches for seven whole detentions. Fucking fuckity fuck. That would not look good on my record.

"Why would you do that?" I yelled at Mr. Montee-Spider-Cannibal-Carnivore once Mrs. Stamos exited the room.
"Why would I do what?"
"You stupid little man-eater, you know exactly what I'm talking about!"
"Man-eater? That's a new one, make sure to add that to the list."
"How do you know I keep a list?"
Montee paused. I definitely did not just admit to him that I kept a list of all of his dumb fucking names.
"Oh my god. You do not," Montee gaped, attempting to hide his laughter by biting down on his bottom lip. "Do you actually?"
"Yes, I do. Now shut up and leave me alone because you just got me in trouble."
"How about I treat you to food in forgiveness?"
"How about you leave me alone in forgiveness?"

Albeit Montee did not leave me alone—I didn't mind it.