The Sapphire Necklace

Middle school detention

As I sat waiting impatiently at my desk very annoyingly tapping my pencil on it, our teacher, Mr.barns, was writing something on the board. It toke him a good two minutes for him to finish. He backed away and turned to me. Not the class, me. I was in detention. Detention for throwing a spit ball at this boy, Aren, who was in my homeroom. What? Could you really blame me? It was funny. Three, very long, miserable hours in detention just for that? This school needs to start organizing their priorities out. "Miss falls", (my last name), "since violating rule number five in class, no spit balling, you have three hours to write a two page essay on how to behave in class". "Ok", I said sheepishly. I really didn't care. I mean, what are they gonna do if I don't finish? nothing. cause they cant. He handed me a blank sheet, I picked up my pencil, and began writing

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        "I will not disrupt the class again", is what I wrote. And what I had to write on two sheets of paper front and back. I really didn't care how it looked, as long as I got this crap done as soon as possible. Three hours passed very slowly, by the time it was five o'clock yes, that's how long they made me stay In this hole. By the time it was five, it felt like I had been there for an eternity. God detention was such a pain, half the time I was the only one there, staring dumbfounded at my paper. But I was free, finally, I would go home, probably not even make it to my bed, and pass out. And after the day I've had, I really wasn't in the mood for anything. Not even dinner. I handed mr.Barns my paper, rushed out of the classroom, through the hallway, pulled my hood up, and stepped out of the front door.