"Come on.... nearly there.... ring already dam it!"
"What you mumbling on about Jake?" Nicky asked his younger brother as they sat in the back of the detention class after school.
"Nothing, just thinking." he mumbled.
"Will you two please shut up? Your gana get us stuck here for another hour, and I don't know about you but I got places to be."
"Ron, I think we'll be hear another two." Daren nodded toward the boy trying desperately to slip through the door without being caught. Unfortunately he just happened to decide to show up during one of the principal's regular but unannounced checkups on the detention class.
"So you have finely decided to grace us with your presence have you Mr. Conly, care to share your sorrowful excuse for your tardiness with the rest of the class?"
"Sorry Mr. Birdswell, I was locked in the bathroom accidentally by the Janitor, I tried everything to get out but I just couldn't fit through the bar guards over the windows, and you confiscated my lock picks so all I could do was wait for someone to come let me out...Sir."
"Hmmm, is that so Kyle, and if I decided to go and interview said janitor, would he be able to collaborate your story?"
"I sure hope so Mr. Bad smell, sir." Kyle face palmed, realizing his mistake too late.
"What did you just call me? You pig headed little brats need to learn some respect for your elders I think. Mrs. Jones, Kyle and his friends, Nicky, Jake, Daren and Ron, will all sit another two hours after school today, and I think it's time I had a little chat with each of their parents. Enjoy boys, soon it will be prison cells you'll be sitting in not class rooms with air conditioning." Mr. Birdswell taunted as he left the class and Kyle took his usual seat beside Jake.
"I take it he found out who put the firecracker up the exhaust of his scooter last week then?" Ron asked from across the table.
"Yup. It seems so, although he can't prove anything."
"How?" Jake asked, his silver eyes turning blacker by the second, instantly alerting Nicky to the direction of his brothers thoughts.
"How do you think? Little miss know it all saw us, got a bee in her bonnet and decided to become little miss brown nosier and rat us out. Damd bitch sticks her nose everywhere it's not supposed to be."
"What are you concocting in that evil little mind of yours Jake?" Nicky asked suspiciously.
"I'm thinking of how I'm going to sit here like a good boy and contemplate my indiscretion for the entire duration of our punishment is all." Jake smiled innocently
"Yea right, and I'm as innocent as a nun in a convent," Nicky poked his brother in the ribs, "What are you scheming?"
"I'm plotting our grand escape and revenge on Virginia."
"Any ideas?" Kyle asked
"I'm thinking public humiliation. As for getting out of here, give me your phone Ron."
"What you want with my phone? If you're doing something stupid, I don't wana be caught and held in this dump another three hours tomorrow.
"You won't, now please just give it to me so we can get the hell out of here." Taking the phone Jake set to work making a few adjustments on his own before sending a delayed text message from Ron's phone to his and giving it back. About five minutes later Jake's phone began to vibrate and as he had planned caught the teacher's attention.
