Basic Instinct [stranger things]

14. Detention

CHAPTER FOURTEEN
DETENTION

Unluckily for Kimberley, she had managed to sleep through her alarm the following morning. Successfully making herself just over forty minutes late for her first class, leading her to be caught by a teacher with a sharply furrowed expression whom she did not recognise.

In Kimmy's defence, she had been walking to her first class as she was caught out, though the older woman wasn't buying into any of her bribes or white lies.

So, because the young girls alarm clock had failed to wake her,  she was now sat in a near empty classroom, the seats occupied around her filled with students notoriously known for their distruptions and obnoxious behaviour.

Kimmy felt herself still as she lowered herself into her chosen seat, choosing to ignore the lingering eyes on her.

However, the second the girl was sat, those whom had been watching the girl had shifted their gaze elsewhere.

Kimmy clasped her hands together, looking dead ahead at the classroom clock as she watched the minutes tick by in almost slow motion. As if to mock her.

Truth be told, the girl had most likely fallen into such a deep sleep due to the time of night the girl had finally closed her eyes. Kimmy had fallen asleep while reading a book which she had found while rummaging around her empty house the night prior. It must have been around two or three in the morning when she had drifted off.

She awoke this morning to find her parents still nowhere to be found. This didn't trouble Kimmy, they'd turn up at some point- this wasn't unusual.

She actually preferred when the two were away.

Despite being warned against this, Kimmy was the only child sat in the room where detention was held who wasn't talking to someone else at that moment. The man who was supposably looking over the group asleep against his desk.

Though Kimmy could tell the others were talking, she couldn't tell what they were saying, however it was enough for the noise to fill the air within the classroom.

However, just as Kimmy decided she would close her eyes and rest her cheek against her desk to catch up with some much needed sleep before attending her next class, a loud voice from the hall caused her to flinch and sit up straight in her seat.

"Please don't give me detention, please." The boyish voice pleaded, droning on as his voice continued to crack with nerves. "Please, don't you know what you are doing? This will go on my record. My permanent record!"

A female voice sighed, presumably the same woman who had issued Kimmy her own detention slip. "I am well aware of what a detention entails, Mr Harrington-"

Mr Harrington?

Aaron.

Kimmy was completely puzzled at what Aaron could have possibly done to earn himself a detention, the boy seemed to be terrified of trouble.

"So you are knowingly jeopardising my future and you don't care?" Aaron retaliated very much dramatically before taking a loud shaky breath and continuing in a much calmer voice. "Okay, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, I didn't mean that. But please, can't you just let it slide this one time? I never do anything wrong. Check my record if you don't believe me-"