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Room 239.

This was it.

You felt the peach fuzz on your face prick up as a chill traveled down your spine. You felt so dirty just for being near this room. It was used for one of the worst words in the English dictionary, detention.
You cautiously poked your head into the room. It looked like a normal classroom only it felt so wrong. At the front of the room was a desk for a teacher and then there were four rows of desks for the students. The first three rows were empty but at the back of the room… ‘Oh no,” you thought, “It’s them.”
Sitting right there at the back of the room were the three most notorious troublemakers in the school, Antonio, Francis, and their leader Gilbert. Otherwise known as the bad touch trio, you had heard a lot about these three including the rumors that circulated about them. They were cruel rumors spread by cruel children but they were also really popular so you figured that maybe they were okay with it? Ach, you didn’t know. You made it your business not to know.
You stepped foot into the forbidden chamber and felt your shame only increase. The boys didn’t notice you. That’s good. They were too busy chatting amongst themselves. Oh, the beauty of being a wallflower. You quietly took the first seat at the front of the class and placed your hands in the ready-to-learn position.
“BANG!” The door swung open with the force of an atomic earthquake, causing you to jump out of your chair. The trio in the back didn’t pay any attention. Standing in the doorway was no one other than Mr. Beilschmidt, the toughest teacher in the school.
“Vell, vhat do we have here? More troublemakers?”
“Hey Vati!” Gilbert yelled at his father.
“Gilbert, vhat have I told you about putting turtles in other people’s lockers?” grumbled Mr. Beilschmidt who was pinching the bridge of his nose in irritation. Gilbert shrugged.
“And Antonio when the authorities ask you to return the turtles, you must return the turtles.”
“NEVER!” Antonio shouted.
“And what did you do Francis?”
“I actually didn’t do anything today, I just wanted to hang out.” Francis said nonchalantly. Mr. Beilschmidt groaned. It was hard to believe that this was Gilbert’s dad. He had slicked back, long, blond hair and piercing, icy blue eyes. He was definitely Ludwig’s father. Ludwig was Gilbert’s brother and he was the spitting image of his father.
“Normally, I would be supervising all of you but today Mr. Vargas is going to do it today since I some paperwork left to finish. Bursting through the doorway, Mr. Vargas bounded behind his fellow collegiate and put his arm around him.
“Don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of them, si?” Mr. Beilschimdt just glare at him before walking out. Mr. Vargas watched him through the small window in the door.
“Ok! He’s gone. Listen you guys I got a hot date so you guys just take care of yourselves okay?”
“Si!” Toni said happily.
“GREAT! Bye guys! Wish me luck.” And with that Mr. Vargas just ran out. You just stared at the place where your teacher once stood. Great. Just great. You were now going to be left in alone. In a room. With them.  ‘Okay [name], just calm down. You’re fine. You’re going to be just fine.’

“Does he just leave us in here,” you murmured to no one in particular.
“Yeah, totally,” a voice said behind you. Oh God, one of them heard you.
“Who are you talking to Francis?” Toni asked.
“I’m talking to the girl in the front,” Francis said.
Oh wow, I didn’t see her there,” Gilbert said. “How you doing frau?” You reluctantly turned around in your chair to face them. They were all staring right at you.
“Don’t we need adult supervision to make sure we don’t get into any trouble,” you ignored Gilbert’s question.
“No, we’re already in detention so what’s the use? Besides Mr. Vargas is totally cool with stuff like this.”
“Oh… and we can’t do any schoolwork?”
“No you’re supposed to just sit there and think long and hard about what you’ve done,” Gilbert shook a finger at you in mock sternness.
Francis and Antonio started sniggering the background.
“Long,” Francis snickered.
“Hard,” Antonio giggled. A large bout of laughter broke through the air as you felt your face heat up. You weren’t one to talk with guys like this especially about topics like this.
You were kind of the odd one out at school. You tried to focus on your studies and not break the rules. You also tried to avoid social media mainly for the fact that you didn’t really have any friends to actually chat with.
You hung with a certain group of people by the trashcans but they were—how to put it lightly—off. They certainly were an odd bunch but you had never liked to pass judgment on people so they accepted you into their group for being an outsider. At first it was nice being with them but you never felt very comfortable with them especially since you thought that ½ of them were psychopaths. There were a couple of people who you couldn’t turn your back to and there was one guy who kept trying to touch your earlobe. Needless to say that they were experts at making you feel uncomfortable but what were you going to do? You thought that maybe by hanging out with the slightly more popular people you could find someone to relate to but they resented the fact that you got good grades and were a bit of a teacher’s pet.
Just as you were sure the teacher would come back in a reprimand you guys for making too much noise, Gilbert stopped laughing.
“Wait, Frau, why are you here?” Francis stopped laughing too, but Antonio kept going. It was only when Francis nudged at his ribs with his elbow when he stopped. The oblivious Spaniard was confused.
“Yeah, mon cherie, why are you here?”
“Oh, me?”
“Yeah, you, frau.”
“Hey, look you guys. She looks like a tomato! Awww you’re so cute.”
“Hey, I’m not cute,” you grumbled.
“Vell, vhy are you sitting in the front? Come sit back with us.”

This was not what you wanted at all. You were too socially awkward to talk to three of the most popular guys in school. You were probably just going to screw it up and that wasn’t a good political move to make in highschool.

“Uhhh?”
“Uhhh? That isn’t a very good answer. Are you okay chica?”
“Maybe, she just needs a little help.” Before you knew it Gilbert came over and took your backpack, swinging it over to Antonio in the back.
“Hey, my books!” you shouted moving towards the back. Before you got anywhere, you were faced with glowing red eyes.
“So, vhat’s your name frau?”
“[name], [name] [last name].”
“Well [name] [last name], nice to meet you. I’m ze awesome Gilbert.” Over his right shoulder popped another head.
“And I’m Francis.” Francis pushed Gilbert aside. He took your hand. “Ze pleasure is all mine.” His lips were about to touch your skin and then he was pushed aside. You were taken up in strong arms and your face was in a—might I say—very well toned chest. “And I’m Antonio. But you can call me, Toni, okay chica?” Your face if it wasn’t red before, now it was burning. You tilted your faced up to look at Antonio who’s smile just got bigger.
“Hey, now you’re so much redder and cuter. Come see guys.”
“Aww, she’s so cute. She looks like un petite lapin.”
“Or like she was drinking too much of zhe beer. Kesesese.”

You felt tears threatening to prick out of the corner of your eyes. You hated being teased like this. You couldn’t help your cheeks being so rosy. You pushed Antonio away into his friends and scuttled out the classroom like a crab trying to go back under its rock. The nice thing was that detention was after school so there was no one in the hallway to see at your weak point. You rushed over to the bathroom to look at yourself in the mirror. You were so red and your eyes were a little red too.
You decided to wash up your face to just cool yourself down now. Ugh, you were so sweaty now too with clammy hands. You couldn’t believe that Francis was about to kiss your hand. The thought made you burn up even more. And the way Gilbert was so close to your face or the way that Antonio just hugged you and you could smell him. He smelled like a baked tomato. It was just too much.
It was already hard for you to make friends. Why did it have to be like this?”

“I think she went this way.”
“No, she probably zat vay.”
“Oh no.” You clasped your hands around your mouth. You didn’t mean to make a sound. Now you tears were gliding down your cheek. You didn’t want them to see you cry. You shuffled into a stall and closed the door as quietly as possible.
“Wait why am I worrying about them coming in anyways,” you whispered to yourself. “This is the girl’s restroom, they wouldn’t…”
A door creak ruined the silence.
“Maybe, she went in here?”
You were going to have to stand on top of the toilet. What the hell were they doing in here? Oh no!
“Check the stalls.”
“I can’t see any feet.”
“She’s probably not in here. Let’s try somewhere else.”
“Vait! She could be standing on top of the toilet.”
“Why would she want to do anything like zat Gilbert?”
“Vhy? Because she’s smart. She’s always studying avay with those people. I don’t know vhy she’s vith them. She doesn’t look very happy with zem.”
“I hope we find her. I want to apologize. I shouldn’t have hugged her like that.”
“Yeah, und Francy-pants here vas about kiss her hand. Vhat’s up bro? You do that with everyvone.”
“Well, I just like to spread ze love. Besides, I was not ze one who threw her backpack across ze room.”
Just like that they started bickering and you couldn’t help but giggle. The three boys turned their heads to your stall. You stepped off the toilet (you didn’t want them to see you standing on the toilet) and opened the door.
“[Name],” they said simultaneously.
“Hi,” you said sheepishly before clearing your throat. “Um...I’m sorry about all of the trouble I caused. I didn’t mean to do that. I…I... just wasn’t expecting that kind of greeting, you know.”
“No, it’s all right. We’re the ones who should be sorry chica.”
“Oui, Zorry.”
“I’m sorry too, but ve have to get out before…”
“Gilbert! Antonio! Francis!”
“Uh oh.”
“Oh no, vati can’t find me here or else… Ve have to get out.”
“But how? If he finds us in here we might get expelled.”
“But can’t we just explain to him what happened?” You asked.
“He might believe us but we don’t want… we don’t want the rumors to get worse.”
“Zat I am rapist.”
“Or that I’m a pedophile.”
“Or zhat I’m a pervert.”

You stared at them with wide eyes; you couldn’t let that happen to them. They were in this because of you. You quickly opened the door and looked out. Mr. Beilschmidt was walking in hallway.
“Okay, I’m going to distract him meanwhile you guys get back to the room, okay? When he’s away, I’ll give you a signal.”
“How?”
“You’ll know it when you hear it. If it all goes well I’ll see you back there in time.”
Before they could see what happened you ran out of the bathroom and into the hallway. Mr. Beilschimdt was so close and then he turned to see you. You turned and ran away.
“Hey, no running in the halls!”
“You can’t catch me. Slamalama Ding- dong! Woo hoo!”

The boys crept away as you led Mr. Beilschimdt away from the detention room. They just made it in time and collapsed in their seats. After they caught their breath they noticed something.
"Verdamnt, that girl has balls, so to speak. Vere’s [name]?”
“Chica?”
“She must not have gotten away.”
They were interrupted by a loud bang as the door hit the wall.
“Vhy vere you running around in the hallways like a maniac? Vhat vere you even doing here?”
You were unsure what to tell him so you just shrugged your shoulders.
“Vell if you vant to be here at school after hours. Fine! Tomorrow, you are coming to detention!” Mr. Beilschmidt turned his attention to the three boys in the back. “And vhy veren’t you here?”
You waited for them to give an excuse, but none came. They just stared at Mr.Beilschmidt.
“Vell…”
“Vell?”
No one said anything as they stared defiantly at him.
“Fine you don’t want to tell me, that’s fine. You just have to come to detention tomorrow.”
“But…” You started to say.
“No buts! Now I need to go find Mr. Vargas. Aghh, that man.” Mr. Beilschmidt left the room to find his less responsible counter part. As soon as he left you stood up and walked over to the three in the back.
“Guys, why didn’t you say you went to the bathroom or something?”
A hand went on your head and ruffled your hair. “Because chica, that wouldn’t be fair to you.”
“Yeah, you didn’t do anything wrong.”
“Neither did you.”
“What Gilbert is trying to zay is that it wouldn’t be fair to throw you under the ze bus.”
“Oh,” you said. Before you knew it you could feel tears prickling out of the sides of your eyes.
“You’re not still mad at us, are you chica? I’m sorry I’ll never hug you again.”
“Und I vill not violate your personal space.”
“Oui, I won’t either. Unless you want me to.” Gilbert gave him a swift hit in the belly. “Joking, I’m just joking, non?”
“No, I’m sorry,” you said wiping your face. “I just never had friends who really cared.” The three of them looked at you as you wiped your face.
“Vell, hey, then it’s official.”
“What’s official,” you asked.
“You’ll just hang out with us, mon ami.”
“What, really? You mean it?”
“What are you talking about? Of course we mean it chica!” Antonio then glomped you.
“Antonio! Vhat did we just talk about?” Gilbert said. You giggled into Antonio’s chest.
“It’s okay. I like hugs.”
“Group hug!” All of you were just hugging with you in the middle. It was nice. It was a really nice feeling.
The door burst open again and Mr.Beilschmidt was holding a very drunk Mr. Vargas by the collar.
“*hic* Don’t *hic* do drugs kids. *hic* Drink wine instead. *hic*”
“Don’t say that to the children!” He turned his attention to all of you who were standing at the back. “Right, vell you’re free to go. Gilbert, I’ll see you in the car.”
You all of you made your way to the parking lot where you waited for your parents.
“Hey chica..?”
“Hmm?”
“You never said why you got into detention in the first place.”
“This boy was pinching my cheeks and in the heat of the moment I just slapped him right when a teacher came out of a classroom.”
“You slapped him?”
“Yeah, he was a jerk, but the nice thing is that I got to meet you guys. Right?” You said with a cute smile and a tilt of your head. They looked like they were all trying really hard to contain their smiles.
“Aww [name]. You’re so cute.”
“Arghh.”
Hey guys. I'm sorry I haven't really posted anything recently, but I will try to be better about that. I hope you like it and I will work on my current series. Criticism is appreciated and hopefully I'll submit something else soon.
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sagethewolfblooded Featured By Owner 1 day ago
Do you have telepathy? Cuz this litteraly just happened today
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YellowVixen Featured By Owner Aug 7, 2014  Hobbyist
“No you’re supposed to just sit there and think long and hard about what you’ve done,” Gilbert shook a finger at you in mock sternness.
Francis and Antonio started sniggering the background.
“Long,” Francis snickered.
“Hard,” Antonio giggled. A large bout of laughter broke through the air as you felt your face heat up. 

i would've just laughed with them XD
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SwaggerJr Featured By Owner Aug 6, 2014  Student General Artist
can i guy read my first fanfiction i want to see what you guys think
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hetalialover9001 Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2014
That's right bitches.

The BTT appreciate my adorable.
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transformicerawks11 Featured By Owner Jul 19, 2014  Student Digital Artist
[ “And Antonio when the authorities ask you to return the turtles, you must return the turtles.”
“NEVER!” Antonio shouted. ]

[ “*hic* Don’t *hic* do drugs kids. *hic* Drink wine instead. *hic*” ]

BEST 2 LINES EVER.
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arts4lyfe Featured By Owner Jul 15, 2014
:happy: no problem cx
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rainbowdashie8370 Featured By Owner Jul 12, 2014
Oh my gosh 

He smelled like a baked potato. It was too much.

IM DYING AND I CANT BREATHE. ALSO CRYING. BUT MOSTLY DYING.
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arts4lyfe Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2014
Just something that I know, this is not meant to be offensive or anything but 'ami' with no e at the end is meant for guys, 'amie' is for girls
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hetaliafreakiness Featured By Owner Jun 27, 2014   General Artist
Well thank you very much for telling me :D. Now I know for future reference!
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Spot-The-Kitty Featured By Owner Jun 25, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
"Don't do drugs, drink wine instead!" 

Very inspirational speech, sir.
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