Rocky and Scarlett

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Scarlett's POV
Ugh. Not again. I crumpled the slip of paper up in my hands to release some stress and tension. I headed down a couple flights of stairs and crossed the empty halls of my school. Once I arrived at the door of my destination, I paused right outside and glared at the sign outside the door. "DENTENTION". It was one of those moments where I wished I had laser vision so I could burn down the whole building. Don't you hate those moments? Oh...just me? Okay...
Well, I slowly opened the door to the all too familiar room and sighed as I sat down at a desk. I was mad for several reasons;
1. This was a performing arts school so why did they feel that they needed a detention room. In my personal opinion, we're in a place where they encourage us to speak our minds...whether or not doing that is detention-worthy
2. I was only here cuz I smart-mouthed a devil-child mean girl in one of my classes. Okay...so I poured her coffee on her ugly dress too. I was tired of her dip.
I mean I'm a nice chick. I wouldn't normally do that but this girl was on my last nerves and I survived most of the year without punching her through a wall.
I took a deep breath to calm down and pulled out my sketchbook to start drawing.
A gravelly, irritating voice spoke up. "And what do you think you're doing, Miss?"
"Umm..drawing..." I replied to the lady sitting at the desk in front of me. "Be polite. Be respectful. You'll be out soon, Scarlett." I reminded myself.
"Really? Well you must not have read the board." She said with her eyes piercing through me.
I looked up at the board and saw that it was covered in a list of things I shouldn't do. "do not talk, do not cry, do not sing, do not hum, do not whisper...." The list went on and on. Of course "do not draw" was on there.
I sat in silent solitude. I didn't dare move much less speak.
The door swung open and I continued to stare down at the floor. I heard someone take a seat next to me but continued to ignore them.
Suddenly, the annoying detention lady spoke up again. This time her tone of voice was sweeter. "Oh...hello...I'm Ms. Bresnick. How are you?"
"I'm in detention. How do you think I feel?" The person responded. I could tell it was a guy so I decided to look up and check him out. With my luck, he was probably one of he nose-pickers who was obsessed with robotics...no hate to those guys but when you're trapped in a confining room with nothing to do, you kinda hope that the person is a little less on the awkward side.
I looked up at the guy and smiled shyly. He had long brown hair, greenish-hazel eyes, dimples, and a really neat tattoo. It was of a skeleton giving the "rock on" sign while holding a guitar. He was also pretty tall and was wearing some cool Converse.
"Cool ink." I stated.
"Thanks. Rocky. How's it goin'?" He introduced himself.
"Sup? I'm Scarlett."
"Neat. What brings you here to this fine room?" Rocky rolled his eyes.
"Err.... improper speech and conduct." I said with an attempted British accent.
"NO TALKING!" Ms. Bresnick cut in.
"But I-"
"Do NOT talk back. You are to reply with 'yes ma'am' and 'no ma'am'. Is that understood?"
"Yes ma'am." I shuddered.
"So...Rocky..." Ms. Bresnick started in a flirtatious tone. I barfed a little in my mouth. I mean gross, Man. An old lady flirting with what looked like a teenage boy. Dat ain't right.
After a few hours, in between constant interruptions from Ms. Bresnick, Rocky and I got to know each other. I found out that he was in a band with his siblings and best friends. I also learned that he was here at a dance camp. Lastly, he was in detention for a sassy remark he made after unintentionally messing up the choreography. Ms. Bresnick had her nose in a book and I was staring right at Rocky when suddenly, I was hit in the face with a wad of paper.
"Oops. Sorry." Rocky mouthed.
I opened the piece of paper and read it:

"I have a mission for you; should you choose to accept it." I smirked up at him and then wrote my reply.

"Of course! What is it?" I wrote back.

"Okay so I have a crazy plan that might work...
so ya know where the nurse's office is? Well she's usually on lunch break at exactly 12:30 so at 12:25-ish, you can sneak upstairs, wait for her to leave the office and hope that she doesn't lock it. Once you're in, look in the middle drawer and you'll find a blue container. The container's got some sorta sedative in it that we can put in Ms. BresPoop's drink. Cool? Oh and the whole time, I'll be distracting Ms. BresPoop. Class will be nearly over so we'll get out early."

I chucked at the fact that Rocky called Ms. Bresnick "Ms. BresPoop".
Our plan was soon kicked into action.
"Hey Ms. Bresnick...." Rocky trailed. The two of them quickly began conversing as I quietly slipped out the room.

I crept upstairs and saw the nurse's office. The door was wide open and the nurse on staff walked right passed me.
"I left the door unlocked...you're welcome." She said in a friendly tone.
"But how'd you know I-"
"I heard about your unfair trip to detention. Help yourself to what you find but try to put everyone back where...and don't touch any needles..."
"Whoa. Are you for real?"
"Yes...go be free and live." She laughed dramatically.
I finally got the right container and headed back to detention where Ms. Bresnick was "flirting up a storm".
I discreetly handed Rocky one of the dissolvable tablets from the bottles.
"Oh I bet you do." Ms. Bresnick laughed.
"Yes. Yes I do." Rocky said getting up and put the tablet in her drink.
"Whoop! All that hotness is making me sweat." Ms. Bresnick tried to flirt again.
"I would drink so you can cool down a bit...." Rocky raised an eyebrow and made a sassy face.
Suddenly, Ms. Bresnick's forehead hit the desk and she snored like it was the end of the world.
Rocky grabbed my hand and smiled down at me.
"You ready, Scarlett?"
"Mhmm."
"Let's run."
And I darted through the hallways with my new partner in crime, Rocky Lynch.

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Whoo! Scarlett! Such a cool name. It's so spunky❤
I practically kept falling asleep while writing and it's a bit farfetched so yeah...sorry about that 😜
I'll come back to it later and make it even better but this sick girl needs some sleep so in the meantime, enjoy 😊

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