Saturday Detention (5SOS)

Chapter Three

Michael's POV:

This detention sucks. Usually I get the other kids to play cards with me, and they get mad when I win (by cheating of course) or I just don't come, but these guys don't want to do shit. I suggested a card game but they shook their heads and I've already played four rounds of solitaire. I then remember something. I have weed in my locker. I go to the front of the room and scratch a piece of chalk on the chalkboard. The guys groan and curse at my action in unison but I just let it slide. "Get up losers, we're going on a field trip." I say. Ashton gets up, Luke after some persuading gets up, and Calum, well, he got up. "Where are we going Michael? We're not supposed-" I put my hand over Luke's mouth. "Shut the hell up for ten seconds Luke. We're just going to get a little something. Let's say a form of payment for you all sharing your lunch with me today." Luke nods and I make my way over to my locker. I pull out my considerable sized bag of weed and grab some rolling papers for joints. Calum's eyes widen. "Man, I can't be seen with this shit, I'm an athlete!" Calum exclaims. "Yea? Well get over it Hood." Just as I'm about to close my locker, I hear a door close. The faculty lounge door. Shit. I close my locker ever so quietly and tell the three dimwits to follow me. We then go on a chase around the school to avoid Mr. Nelson but he turns up everywhere, with his back behind us. Everywhere we go, Mr. Nelson turns up behind us. We're all sweating, panting, and running out of ideas to not get caught. Luke's hands are shaking and Ashton is running his fingers through his hair. "Now we're fucked. Thanks a lot asshole," Calum whisper yells when the last opportunity we have to make a clean escape fails. I use this as a chance to stuff the weed down Luke's pants. Three pairs of eyes widen at the action. "Go back to the detention room, I'll take care of Mr. Nelson." They nod and I do what I do best. Start trouble. I run down the hallways banging on the lockers, yelling and making a ton of noise. "Who's there?!" I hear Mr. Nelson yell and I take off running. I feel tired and am out of breath 'you really ought to stop smoking so much,' I think to myself, but I get to the gym when I'm caught. "Michael Clifford, what are you doing out of the detention room?!" Mr. Nelson yells at me. Quick Michael, come up with a witty response. "Well, you see, Mr. Nelson, I got bored sitting there, so I thought a little exercise would do me good," I start with the attitude. He clenches his fists and comes over to grab me by my shirt. "Well, the only exercise you'll be getting for the next few hours and next Saturday is ten hours in a chair because you're getting another detention!" I quietly snicker and he leads me back to the detention room. "Hello boys, how are you guys?" Mr. Nelson asks the other boys in a sarcastic tone. They stay silent. "You guys do know that leaving this room is against detention rules right? Clearly your fellow rulebreaker Michael over here chose to ignore that rule, so I added another detention on and if ANY of you leave this room without permission, I'll add one on for you too." He lets go of me and pushes me roughly. "Asshole," I mutter. "What was that Mr. Clifford?" Mr. Nelson asks. "I called you an asshole." He shakes his head. "Another detention for you. Do you want another one?" "Yea I do you pathetic bastard," spit out, deciding that I'm taking him on for the hell of it. "Another one. Do you want to go for four Michael?" he asks. I nod. "I would love to fuckface." "That's four! Don't make me make it five because then you'll be serving a Saturday out of your summer vacation." I laugh. "Ooh, like I'll come anyway," I taunt him. "Michael, man, stop it!" Calum yells. I roll my eyes at him. "It doesn't affect you Mr.Jockstrap so chill out." I walk over to where I was sitting and kick up my feet. Mr. Nelson comes over to me, red in the face. "Let me tell you something you vermin. You are nothing but a troublemaking delinquent who will end up in prison in the next five years so you can have your fun now, but just remember, you're scum. No one cares about you, or the things that you do because one day you'll pay for your actions, and when that day comes, ooh, I'll be there. I'll be there saying 'I told you so' and laughing in your face when they cart you away in an orange jumpsuit and handcuffs to prison. No one would care if you disappeared, hell, they'd probably rejoice because you won't be there to ruin everything. Now, you have six detentions and I refuse to continue this mindless banter with you." He walks out the door. I flip him the finger when he isn't looking and now the others are staring at me. "Don't listen to him-" I hear Ashton begin to say but I flip him off too and he turns around. I go over to Luke and grab the weed out of his underwear. I really wish I'd brought my flask or a pill with me, I'm going to need something stronger than this to cope today.