Going into detention, I figured I could either walk in being completely vulnerable and awkward and stick out like a sore thumb...OR I could walk in pretending I had been there before. I went with the second option...haha. Partly to make myself laugh and get through the detention and partly cause I was honestly freaked out of my mind that I'd be harrassed if I looked 'weak'.
So I walked in...didn't avoid eye contact with people (aka kinda glared), took my seat, and pulled out homework. The teacher had us all signed in, stated the rules that we can't talk or have any electronic device out or nap. And then...time started.
After about fifteen minutes of just doing my homework I glanced around and realized EVERYONE ELSE WAS JUST SITTING THERE. I also realized that there was a boy sitting next to me STARING at me. And not one of those stares where you look at them and they quick look away...oh no...he just kept staring. UNCOMFORTABLE.
In the course of the next forty-five minutes, one kid has his phone taken away, another got kicked out, and another got his iPod taken away. That conversation went something like this:
*silence*
*teacher clears throat*
*everyone looks up*
iPod Kid: What?
Teacher: What do you mean 'what?'??
iPod Kid: Yeah what???
Teacher: You have your phone out.
iPod Kid: Well that's ONE thing you got wrong, it's not a phone!! It's an iPOD!
Teacher: Bring it up and put it on the desk.
*kid shuffles up while having a spaz attack and cursing continually under his breath*
Ridiculous...oh and there was another time when the teacher threatened to keep up until four and a girl like pooped her pants and had a heart attack all at the same time, screaming that she would get lawyers involved cause her pink detention slip said it ended at 3:40 and it would be unlawful for the teacher to hold them past that time...sigh. Craziness.
So that was my detention.
I left without having obtained any of the following characteristics: drunk, high, pregnant, goth, tattooed, or cheerleader. ;D
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