doll ; john bender

five

part five
names

Marley sat on Johns lap, watching as he propped up his leg to set his shoe on fire, soon giving his cigarette to Marley so she could light it for him, taking the smoke into his lungs when she gave it to him and turning so he didn't blow it Marley's face. Claire sat with her head propped up on her hand just staring into space. Brian was fidgeting in his seat, soon grabbing his hat and placing it on his crotch. Andrew was playing with with his hoodie strings. Allison tied a piece of string around her finger, causing the end to turn purple.

John slapped his boot, causing the fire to go out before running his hand up and down Marley's back, who was sat with her head resting on his chest, trying to nap.

Soon, everyone in the detention room was asleep, Bender resting his head on top of Marley's with his hands on either side of her waist before cuddling her in completely.

"Wake up!" Marley heard Vernon shout, when the girl opened her eyes she realised that her and John had been spooning. "Who has to go to the lavatory?" All six hands shot up at the teachers question.

About ten minutes later, Marley was looking through the books in the library as John sat ripping up a book.

"That's real intelligent." Andrew commented, Marley felt a scrunched up ball of paper hit her in the back of the head, causing her to walk over to the rest of the group.

"You're right. It's wrong to destroy literature. It's such fun to read. 'Molay' really pumps my nads." Marley chuckled slightly.

"Molière." Claire corrected flirtatiously. Marley's brows furrowed and pulled John down to her height, pressing a hard kiss on his lips, which the taller boy happily returned.

"I love his work." Brian stated, causing John to break the kiss and throw some more pages at him.

"Big deal. Nothing to do when you're locked in a vacancy."

"Ah, speak for yourself." Andrew told Bender.

"You think I'd speak for you? I don't even know your language."

"Hey." Andrew turned to Claire. "You grounded tonight?"

"I don't know. My mom said I was but my dad told me to blow her off." Marley rolled her eyes climbing to sit next to Bender.

"There's a big party at Stubby's. Parents are in Europe. It should be pretty wild."

Marley laughed, "if you think she's going to put out, Andy, you're sorely mistaken."

Andrew and Claire ignored her comment, but Bender laughed.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah. You gonna go?"

"I doubt it."

"How come?"

"If I do what my mother tells me not to do, it's because my father says it's ok. It's this whole big monster deal. It's endless. It's a total drag. It's like any minute, divorce." The girl complained.

"Who do you like better?" Bender asked, wrapping his arm around Marley's shoulders.

"What?" Claire asked, looking up at the pair.

"You like your old man better than your mom?"

"They're both screwed."

"That wasn't the question." Marley interjected. "If you had to choose between them who would you choose."

"I don't know. I'd probably live with my brother. I mean, I don't think either one of them gives a shit about me, they just use me to get back at each other."