War or Love | Conor/KidFury

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Damn that Conor Kid! He just made my friends stuck in detention. Oh, poor Franklin, he isn't much of a gamer like ever but he got pulled under them. I should've tried better. I should've.

No. There's no point of thinking too much, I need to find a way to let Mr. Spanks dismiss them. If only I knew the situation will be getting like this. As I closed my locker, I saw Mr. Spanks walking on the hallway. I took a deep breath and slowly approach him.

"Uhm. Mr. Spanks, can I ask you, you know, about being more reasonable things." His eyebrow twitched on me.

"If you're talking about letting your gamer friends of their detention I wouldn't do that." He said. Damn! That didn't work. Luka! Think!

"But, Mr. Spanks, I mean, there's gotta be another way or other things to teach them a valuable lesson rather than them getting in detention..?" I reasoned out. Mr. Spanks licked his lips and sighed.

"I'm sorry, dear, I tried. And there's no other way to that." He told me putting his hand on my shoulder again which it jumped a bit. You know I really hated guys doing that to me. My dad don't even do something like that to me.

I bit my lip with a saddened look on my face. I tried too. Maybe I didn't even try harder? I couldn't say no more even though I still have wanted to say but I couldn't. What if my friends gotten worse? Worse than detention?

"Okay." I muttered. Then he removed his hands and I heard him said. "I'm sorry." After that he left. I think there's no other way for my friends. Let them do their detention.

I watched Mr. Spanks as he is walking. Looks like he is going to the Detention Room. Then an idea popped up on me.

Once I get to the door of Detention Room. Before I could knock, I took a deep breath then I counted one to five. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. I knocked on the door.

"Come in!" Said by the grumpy sound of a man. I unlocked the door and pushed it open, making sure it won't close because there's no doorknob inside the indoor.

Inside the etention room, I saw my three friends and one enemy hammering-- I don't know because it's too small and I don't have time to look at them. All I could ever thinj is how am I going to make Mr. Spanks get out of the room.

"Mr. Spanks, Principal Nohrdal wants to see you." I told Mr. Spanks. Before he could leave. He makes wheezy chuckles then he orders my friend to keep cracking. After that he walked away leaving the detention room open. I watched him leaving the scene. Once he disappeared to my sight, I checked my surroundings making sure if there are people eavesdropping here.

After that, I faced my little gamers and gave them an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry guys, I already tried." I told them.

"You don't have to say sorry, you already tried." Ashley said. But still looking down. The fact that she or they can't game and can't do whatever they want make my heart flinched. I can't see my friends like this.

"So, tell me, what happened? How did Mr. Spanks caught you?" I asked them as I took a chair and sat, cross-legged making my skirt buldge up a little. I pulled it down but to nl avail because it can't reached a little lower because that's the end of the fabric. I caught Conor stealing a glance on me. No. Not me. But to my legs.