I Changed Him

Special Spot

   Sean rushed back to school and waited on the steps. He didn't know the special place for detention.

    "Mr. Coles, follow me." Principal Cory said. Sean sighs and follow Principal Cory. Sean's detention was in the basement where all the supplies were. Guess it was special place. Sean examined the room and found a dusty desk right in the middle. "Sit."

    "I ain't no damn dog!" Sean said, refusing Principal Corys order. He sat Sean down and placed a five hour timer in front of him.

   "Don't move till this timer is over." Principal Cory said, dusting himself off and left the room. Sean pouts thinking of a way to get out.

    He searched the room for any escape areas. He moved some boxes and chairs out the way and found a cobwebbed window. He turned the timer off and smashed it, kicking it to the far right corner. With his fingers on the desk he wrote:I'm smarter than you think

   Sean chuckles and opens the window, jumping out and closing it all over again. He ran to Cheyennes house, proud how he escaped this time.

    He knocks on the door and Cheyenne answers, shocked a bit to see Sean has only been in detention for fifteen minutes.

   "Sean, why are you here?" Cheyenne asks, stuffing ice cream in her mouth.

   "I just am." Sean said trying to get in. Cheyenne wouldn't let him. She knew he cut detention.

   "Don't you think your hours will be raised next time?" Cheyenne asks, stating the possible.

   "I'll just escape again, now can you let me the fuck in?" Sean plead, nearly about to shove Cheyenne into the bushes.

    "It's not seven yet."

    "For fucking sake, lemme the fuck in!" Sean yelled, firmly grabbing her shoulders and moving her outside. He didn't feel like kicking her out the way. Cheyenne brushes off the dust from Sean fingers and goes back inside, closing the door shut.

   "Five hours till your session, what do you wanna do?" Cheyenne asks, finishing up her ice cream.

   "I dunno. Maybe don't talk to you." Cheyenne pops out her bottom lip.

   Five hours passed by and they headed to the boxing center. They borrowed gloves from the counter and went to their station.

   "Okay, describe you problems to me." Cheyenne asks, adjusting the height of the bag.

    "Well, when people insult me or get on my nerves I got something fo them dumb asses to cry bout. Like when you insulted my friends and me, I gotcho ass back good." Cheyenne rolls her eyes.

    "Well, you can't do that all the time, you have to stop and go somewhere to let off your anger." Cheyenne smiles a bit and holds the bag still. "Hoodlum." Cheyenne started insulting Sean. Sean just looked at her as if she lost her mind. "Whimpy Ass."

    "What yo problem?!" Sean asks Cheyenne slaps his forehead.

   "Punch the damn bag Punk!" Sean punched the bag. The force he put in the bag was supposed to be for Cheyenne.

    "Loner! Drunky!" Sean punches harder.

    "Fucker!" Sean stopped and chuckles.

  "That's good! I can fuck girls whenever, wherever the fuck I want!" Cheyenne chuckles.

    "Manhoe." Cheyenne whispers in his ear. He punches the bag hard, nearly knocking Cheyenne off balance. "Shit." Sean looks at Cheyenne with an angry face. "Airhead! Piece of shit!" Cheyenne laughs to herself.