Detention (Part 1/3)

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(If the writing is like this—> blah blah blah<—- It is in Reese's head!)

(P.S~~Enjoy this amazing picture of what us Harry Potter girls love!)

I slowly walk with Emery and Laney towards the gym. "Six hours of being stuck in the gym. With people we might not even know!" I grumble. Emery and Laney groan loudly in agreement. I walk into the gym and stop immediately. Seriously?!?! Could this day get any worse? 'Detention...with them?!' I look around, naming each boy I see. Eli, Jake, Brody, Grant, Gus, Mason, and...and Colby. Emery groans and plops down on the top bleacher once we reach it. "This is going to be the worst thing ever," she states. We are sitting when Shelby, Nick, Cade, Cris, Fallon, Brayden, Jada, Mickenzie, and Emma are walking through the doors. "What are y'all doing here?" Annalen asked, ignoring the look Eli shot at her from across the gym. "We decided to be locked up in here with you guys," Emma stated, dropping down on the bleachers next to us. At that time the principal, Mr.Booblebutt (idk 😂 this is how stoopid I am!!) walks into the gym. He is glaring at every single one of us. SIRIUSly if looks could kill, we would all be roadkill. "Y'all will be here for at the least, five hours. There will be no leaving," he shouts. His bellowing voice echos across the crimson brick walls. He walks over to the boys and stands over Colby and Eli. "And certainly no devices!" He spat in their faces. He yanks their phones away from them and shoves them in his 'man purse.' They both groan loudly as he clicks his man purse shut. Emery and I snort, trying to hold back our laughter. Both boys look up and glare at us. Once again, we would be roadkill. I stick my tongue out and cross my arms. 'Yeah...just act like a two year old wouldn't you?!' I scolded myself in my head. Annalen was better at hiding her giggles from the flustered boys. Reese started to doze off as the teacher was talking. "Y'all can clean. Y'all may talk because I'm not going to be in here. I'm locking these doors. There is a bathroom in the weight room. Go," he stated. Man, this guy was terrible. He stalked out, his big bubble butt shaking behind him. He locked the door and immediately I tossed myself off the bleachers. I left to the girls locker room and came back with my radio. "I told you guys I brought it!" I shout from across the room. Both my friends and the boys look at me. I smirk and put the radio on the bottom bleacher. "I'm not sitting there. So I'm going to clean while listening to music," she laughed, turning up the music. Addison, Jada, Annalen, and Cris were all down there instantly, dancing around. Laney ran down to join Cris and laughed when she tripped and fell on her butt. "Clumsy doofus," I laugh, helping her up. Soon, all of my friends are being idiots and goofballs. They are mopping and then slipping. They are jumping from one bleacher to another, playing tag. I laugh as I realize Allison just fell on top of Cade. "Real smooth Ally! Real smooth!" I yell. She quickly huffs and glares at me. In response I stick my tongue out. She stuck her tongue out too until Laney splashes her with water. Emery and I both look at each other at the same time. I smirk and grab her wrist. "I have an idea...let's pour water over the soggy towels on the bleachers," I giggle, pointing at the boys behind me. She vigorously nods and smirks. "This will teach them to stop being such downers," she laughed. We snuck up behind the once's that had their backs to us. Colby, Eli, Brody, Mason, and Grant had their backs to us. Jake and Gus watched as we snuck up behind the others. Jake was trying his hardest not to laugh and Gus was covering it up with a cough. "SURPRISE MOTHER TRUCKERS,"I shouted, quoting the vine off YouTube. I giggle as all five of them jerk away and start screeching. They sound like little girls that just met Justin Bieber. Jake and Gus were rolling around on the dirty bleachers, laughing like maniacs. I high-five Emery and then high five both boys. The five others glare at me with a look that would turn to dust. Like they just...like they just...LIKE THEY sNaPpEd.(I'll stop ;-;)I smirk and put my hands on my hips. "Stop acting like downers," I laugh. I once again high-five Emery and walk back to my group. Leaving Jake and Gus dying of laughter and the other boys staring after me in awe.

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