Detention Whores

Detention Kiss

Here I go again, walking to detention for the umpteenth time.

Hi, I'm Jack, and I'm goth. No, I don't always wear black like stereotypical people think I do. I am, however, to myself quite often. In fact, sometimes I get so far into my shell that my teachers send me to detention because I never participate. Messed up? Yeah, I know, but it has its perks. The main perk is that there's this really popular chick in there that is quite hot. She's usually just doing normal cheerleader stuff, which I'm too lazy to explain. Anyway, today was different. When I get to the door, I hear sobbing from inside. What the heck?

I walk inside to see only one person in there. "Clair?" She looks up, and I see tears, mascara, and makeup streaming down her face. I can't believe it. "Hey, Jack," she chokes out. "Wait," I say, appalled, "You know my name?" We never talk, can you tell? So yeah, she continues to speak, "...course I know your name. I mean, I had to figure out the cute guy that I have been sharing detention with!"

"Cu-?" I shake my head, then I continue on. "What's wrong, Clair?" She lowers her head in a shameful manner, and I go to sit down next to her. I put my hand on hers, causing her to look. She raises her eyebrows but doesn't say anything about it. On the contrary, she scoots closer to me and puts her head on my shoulder. I can't believe it! This popular girl laying her head on MY shoulder of all people's??

"Jack?" Clair looks up at me with her beautiful brown eyes. "Yes, Clair?"

"Do you love me?" I'm so taken aback by that question that it takes me a moment to answer. "I have loved you since I first saw you, but I was too scared to say anything about it."

"From the moment I saw you," Clair says slowly, "I was very intrigued by you. The more I see you here, the more I feel for you. I also started falling for you."

I'm floored, and I can't seem to find the words to respond, which is probably just as well because she continues.

"You asked what's wrong." I nod. "I'm being emotionally abused by my family, I'm about to get kicked off the cheerleading squad for God knows what, I'm too scared to kiss the guy that I'm in love with. Would you like to know more?" I chuckle softly, "No, Clair, I think I get the idea. I also have the same problems with family and fear."

I cup my hand on her face. We just look at each other in the eyes for a whole minute. At that moment, I can't explain what came over me, but I suddenly slammed my lips against hers. She deepens the kiss, which lasts for a few minutes. When we finally break away, we're out of breath and grinning like crazy.

"Ahem!"

Oh crap!!!