Detention is so much fun.
Haha, nice joke.
Sitting in detention can't get any worse. I'm stuck here for just a few minutes but it seems like hours. All of the weird, cracked out kids are here, it scares me.
I sat in the seat tapping on the desk, like get me out of here now. I looked to Josh beside me, he wanted to come too even though he didn't have to. He grinned at me and I tapped a little louder and in a beat. He tapped on his desk to the beat and he chuckled. He knew I loved to drum and make a rhythm. He calls me "Little Ash" because Ashton Irwin is the drummer for my favourite band, of course 5 Seconds Of Summer.
Suddenly the door bursted open and Mrs. Bryant came, Josh and I stopped drumming but she still gave us a stern look.
"Miss Morgan and Mr. Thompson, you can go." She said over her glasses.
Josh and I got up hiding our grins. We grabbed our bags and hurried to the door.
"That was cool." Josh nudged me as we got to my black truck.
"We should do a flash mob type thing with it at a break or something." I suggested.
"We should!"
"Yes we should, Josh. I've got to go! See ya tomorrow, bro."
"Oh yeah, sorry. See ya later!" He called to me as I pulled out.
I chuckled and drove to the club. Just a few minutes late, it's alright. He won't be mad, well my show is in a little bit, I can change quickly.
I parked and grabbed my clothes bag and headed into the club.
