| Fan Fiction |
by MidoriMayu & Ting.
‘Wake up missy! You don’t wanna get another detention do you?’
I took my pen – which felt weird in my hands – and scribbled down some random stuff about how boring Mr. Kenny is and I wish he could be mute and shut up. I rolled the paper again and tried to aim at Shida, which was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay in front. But due to my too sleepy and tired state, I didn’t care and flung the ball in front. I heard a soft thud and lay down on the table again.
I hadn’t notice Mr. Kenny had stopped talking. I hadn’t notice that the class was gawking at me. I hadn’t notice that Shida was trying hard to signal to me that something was wrong. I hadn’t notice that the paper ball had dropped in front of Mr. Kenny.
Next thing I noticed was a sharp pain on my shoulder. I jumped and winced, my hand flying to the shoulder and was ready to yell at the person when I realized it was Mr. Kenny. I loosen my back and slouched against my seat slowly, a sheepish smile on my face. “Heh… heh…. Hi, Mr. Kenny.”
“________, let’s see what you wrote,” he said in a voice to calm to be angry and opened my note. My eyes widened and I tried desperately to stop him, tried. I shrunk when he looked up from the paper and to me. “Detention, today.”
“But, but, Mr. Kenny! I’ve got tuition today! I cannot have detention!” I protested, lying. The actually fact was that I was going to sleep the rest of today at home, because I didn’t really have much sleep the night before, all that to that stupid night- no, wait, I’m not going to think about that drea- stop it brain! “Too bad, then. Change the date, because I’ll be expecting you at the detention room this afternoon.” Just then, the bell rung to signal the end of the class. Everyone got out of their seat and rushed out of the room, after greeting him. Whereas I sighed and walked out of class slowly to the detention room.
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\Yamada Ryosuke\
I was on the verge of sleeping. I’m serious. My eyelids felt heavy and my eyes felt dry. But I cannot afford to sleep, because then, the girls will take the chance to touch me. Touch was just a nice way to put it, molest would be a better, harsher word. A word I would use on my ‘sister’. Frankly, I don’t feel any discomfort with her, but I just love annoying her, it’s very interesting at times. No wait, it was all the time. A playful thought sneaked into my mind and I took out my phone. Hiding it under my bag, I started texting.
‘Ayo little sista, what chu up to?’
There was a beep.
‘None of your business, big brother.’ I could sense sarcasm in the sentence. Weird, I hadn’t even started to irritate her and yet, she was irritated. Hmm, interesting.
‘Eh, my little sister is angry that fast? Oh yes, something must have upset her, tell me about it. I’m your big brother, right?’ The sarcasm was full in that text.
Another beep.
‘Why do you care anyway, it’s because of you I got detention.’ This is news; daddy’s girl got a detention? Hmm, something nice to tell my dad about… I was about to reply when a felt a shadow over me.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, Yamada Ryosuke. Texting in class? No excuse then, detention after school,” she said and walked off. I made no effort to argue with her, knowing that she was the strictest teacher in school. But that didn’t stop me from being irritated at her. I rolled my eyes and stared out of the window, no longer sleepy.
/end/
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\reader\
Oh. My. Gosh. I’m so bored, so very bored. I was alone in the room and Mr. Kenny wasn’t here yet. Well, I’m not surprise since no teachers spent time in the detention room with the kids. There were cameras installed in here so if anyone tried anything funny, well, the principle will know right away because the cameras were connected to the principal’s office. And this principal is BIG on detention, so yeah. Basically, in detention, you do nothing. You cannot talk, eat, sleep or read. You cannot text, play, walk or do your homework. The point for detention is that you reflect on your mistake and blah blah blah, that kind of crap. Thing was, no one bothers to reflect.
The door slide open, and Yamada Ryosuke showed himself at the door. I stared at him, surprise, raising my eyebrows, as if to say ‘you got detention too?’ He rolled his eyes at me as if to reply, ‘why the heck would I be here then? Accompany you?’ My hand formed a fist as if to stop myself from yelling at him. If I did, then, well, our relationship would probably be exposed. Because, well, Yamada Ryosuke sister is known to argue with him.
I placed my bag on my lap and searched for my phone, then I texted him. ‘What the hell are you doing here; I thought you had ‘something on’?’ There was a beep and I stared weirdly at me. He smirked back, also pretending because that is what he usually does when anyone looks at him weirdly, so that he could fool the camera.
My phone vibrated.
‘Since when did my baby sister learned the arts of texting without looking?’ I breathed in deeply after that and shut my eyes. If he wasn’t going to reply, I shan’t ask. He will tell me in due time, I’ll make sure of that.
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Hello world, Ting here!
So sorry for ignoring this story! Had been rather busy for the past few months.
This chapter was written in Microsoft Words and there should be some italics in here, but I don’t think winglin shows that italic words so yeah, try to imagine.
Anyways, hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next chapter is gonna be interesting, I hope.
Peace out
\/ Ting