The Playboy - A camp camp fanfiction

I n t r o d u c t i o n

    The quiet detention room echoed with the teachers snores. Maxwell smith as there at the desk, hoodie over his head, and a notebook in front of him. He scribbled down tiny drawings and finally looked around the room. The pale blackboard had the rules written on it, ' No talking, No moving, Read or do class work.' He scoffed a bit and noticed a... girl? sitting not that far away from him. He stood up and went over sitting next to the person. He put his hoodie down and looked at the kid, then he realised this kid is a guy. The kid looked at him, ' Mr. Conrad never stays awake.' He snickered a bit and looked at Maxwell. Maxwell let out a tiny and light chuckle, ' Yea, I guess so.' He nodded. The boy smiled and looked at Max, ' My names Preston, Preston Goodplay.' He did a tiny bow in the seat making Max chuckle a bit. ' My Names Max, Max Smith.' He mocked quietly and then did a tiny bow as well. Preston looked at the teacher then nudged Max in the arm, ' Wanna leave? He's gonna sleep through us leaving.' He nods and then Max perked up, ' Sure, I didn't take you for a skipper.' He snickered before standing up. Preston rolled his eyes, ' I didn't take you for a artist.' He laughed a bit as Max became flustered and shut his notebook, ' Whatever.' He grunted and the two began out of the detention room and out the school. I wonder where they would go next.