Daniel:
Most of the time, he annoys the teacher and distracts the class by accident. His musical mind never goes to rest, so he has a habit of drumming his fingers on everything. Sometimes a lot louder than he realizes. Once or twice, he's landed himself in detention for whistling when his mind wonders. Most of the teachers know he doesn't do it on purpose, but others don't care. "Detention, Mr. Seavey!" just makes him sigh now. His parents don't mind as much as other parents because they know he can't help himself. They have to ask you to pick him up from detention sometimes when one of his siblings is using his car or his parents are busy. You always have a smile on your face when he slides into your car with a pout and an apology for inconveniencing you. "You're such a rebellious boy," you shake your head as you put your car into drive.
"I'll show you how rebellious I am later," he mumbles, and you pretend you didn't hear.
"What, Dani?"
"Nothing," he shrugs with a smirk before he mumbles just loud enough for you to hear, "and I'm not a 'boy'."Corbyn:
You both were nerds, but he was better at hiding it. He was still popular with the jocks while you got picked on when he wasn't around. The girls were jealous, and some of the guys were, too. Usually, you could just ignore their comments because Corbyn has helped you build your self esteem. However, the days when someone got to you, whether it just be a bad day or your hormones were hitting you that way, he would know instantly. He would ask you who said something and what they said. Depending on the person, he would either be in detention for beating someone up, or saying a few choice words that were overheard by teachers. After he served his sentence, he would drive to your house with a bundle of your favorite flowers. "(Y/n), I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me. I mean, actually I do, but I just can't sit and let people offend you."
"It's okay, Corbean," you sighed, taking the flowers and putting them in a vase. "Let me take care of that bruise on your cheek." You took his hand, and you led him to the bathroom. He winced a little as the washcloth touched his bruise, but he quickly covered it up with a smile.
"I don't deserve you, beautiful," he pecked your cheek.
"Damn straight you don't," you joked, "but I'd feel bad for you if you had to survive without me. Now hold still, you defensive lunatic."Jonah:
Jonah may seem like a responsible older brother, but he's also got his mischevious side. He isn't as bad as the other boys, but he has been known to join in on some of their pranks. Normally, he's the one to pick the boys up from detention, but every once in a while he's driving himself home with them. You cross your arms when he drives to your house on the way back to his place. "What the hell did the boys get you into this time, sir?" You tried to hide your smile.
"Oh c'mon, now. I've been asked that three times in the past hour and a half," he sighed and kissed you softly. "Are your parents home?"
"Not for another hour," you replied honestly.
"Perfect. You still have some air freshener to cover up a certain smell, yes?" He smirked and swept you off your feet.
"Maybe," you giggled, and he tossed you on the bed.
"Good because I need an outlet," he whispered as he climbed on top of you. "I'll try not to leave too many marks, baby."Jack:
The only thing that needs to be said is he is a class clown. As long as he makes the rest of the class laugh, he doesn't care about detention. From smart-mouthing the teacher to telling a loud joke with a goofy smile on his face, all the teachers were pretty much done with his shit. A few teachers were cool, joking with him, but the majority of the school's staff couldn't stand even a weird look from him. You shared a couple classes with him, so he tried not to embarass himself in front of you. In the rest of his other classes, though, he let out every joke that came to mind. After his detention, you could always find him at the skate park with headphones in. You would assess if he was in a good mood before appreaching him with a skateboard in your hand. He would only take out his headphones for you.
"Hello, beautiful. After a few scrapes and bruises, you wanna head to my place or yours for some videogames?" He would beam at you.
"How about mine and some pizza on me?" you reply.
"Nope, I'm paying," he shakes his head, his curls bouncing, and he jumps on his board before you could argue.
"You little shit. You're lucky I love you," you giggle after you catch up to him.
"Who doesn't?"
"I could list of so many teach-" he cut you off with a kiss, and soon you were off to pick up some pizza on the way home.Zach:
Both of you would be in detention together. He was way more rebellious than you, but you were often caught up in his little schemes. Most of the time, it involved different ways to sneak off and make out under the bleachers. You two would get caught just when things started to get heated. The unlucky teacher who found you wouldn't say anything, but you knew you would see each other in detention soon. It ruined your makeout session, but you didn't care too much.
"You know, I had straight A's for my senior year until we started dating," you sighed, but he just laughed and put his shirt back on.
"Hey, I'm sorry for making your life more interesting. Being a perfect student sounds boring."
"Like you'd know," you teased, and he helped you fix your hair. Your faces were close again, and you could feel his breath on your face. "Control your hormones, Herron," you slapped him on the chest and walked into the hallway. Quckly, he grabbed your hand.
"You know, (Y/n), that janitor's closet looks inviting," he wiggled his eyebrows. "You wanna take it a step further?"
"No! Not in the school you horny shit."
"Your loss," he shrugged, but you walked away with a smile on your face. You'd see him in detention after the last two classes of the day. After that, you'd probably hang out at his apartment partaking in food, videogames, Netflix, and other activities for teens 18+ ;)
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