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part four
fuck you!








"You're not fooling anyone, Bender, the next screw that falls out is going to be you." Vernon threatened, turning to leave.

"Eat my shorts." Bender mumbled under his breath, he was angry because of the way he was treating Marley.

Vernon spins in his tracks and faces Bender again. "What was that?" He asked

"Eat my shorts!" Bender says louder this time.

"You just bought yourself another Saturday, mister!"

"Oh, I'm crushed."

"You just bought one more right there!"

"I'm free the Saturday after that! Beyond that, I'll have to check my calendar."

"Good! 'Cause it's gonna be filled, we'll keep goin'! You want another one? Say the word, just say the word! Instead of going to prison, you'll come here! Are you through." Vernon shouted.

"No!"

"I'm doing society a favor!"

"So?"

"That's another one, right now! I've got you for the rest of your natural born life if you don't watch your step! You want another one?"

"Yes!"

"You got it! You got another one, right there! That's another one pal!"

"What is this an auction?" Marley laughed, taking Vernon's attention off Bender.

"That's another one for you, Clark. You through."

"You keep asking but the answers going to be the same." Marley commented.

"And that's another one. Bender, you through?"

"Not even close, bud." Bender told him.

"Good. You got one more right there."

"You really think I give a shit?" Bender asked.

"Another. You through?"

"How many is that?"

"That's seven, including the one when you asked Mr. Vernon whether Barry Manilow knew he raided his closet, a-and Marley has six."

"Well now it's eight and seven." He turned to Brian "You stay out of it."

"Excuse me, sir, it's seven and six." Brian interjected again.

"Shut up, PeeWee. And, Marlow, I'm confiscating that board." Vernon reached forward and grabbed the board off her desk.

"No, wait the paints still-" Marley tried to warn him, but her warning was ignored as he pressed the board to the side of his body, "-wet." Marley winced slightly as the man pulled the board away from his blazer, which had paint splattered on it. "You ruined my rainbow!"

"That's another one for you, Marlow. You're mine, Bender, Clark. For two months I got you."

"Just can't get away from me, can you, Richie?" Marley winked. At least being in detention with Bender gave her something to do.

"What can I say? I'm thrilled." Bender commented.

"I'm sure that's exactly what you want them to believe. You know something, Bender? You ought to spend a little more time trying to do something with yourself, and a little less time trying to impress people. You might be better off."

Marley could see the hurt on Benders face, so she timidly moves her hand next to his, unsure whether it would be okay as he was angry, so when Marley's knuckles brushed his and he didn't move to grab her hand, she pulled back slightly, leaving her hand close just in case he needed the comfort. "Right, that's it! I'll be right outside of those doors. The next time I have to come in here, I'm cracking skulls!" He shouted, out of the corner of her eye she could see Bender mouth 'I'm cracking skulls' along with the teacher.

"Fuck you!" Bender shouted after Vernon left before grabbing Marley's hand and slamming his head down onto the table, covering his face with his arms as a shield, holding her hand in his.

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