You had gotten into a few school fights and had never been caught, but not this time, since the kid you beat the shit out of was a tattle-tale. You were walking through the halls, on the way to the library, where detention would be held for you. Why the hell were you put in detention on a Saturday? A SATURDAY for christ’s sake. You could’ve been doing way better things than at school on a Saturday.

You had arrived in the library, a few kids looking up from the tables. John, Claire, Brian, Andrew and…Allison. You and Allison had been rivals from day 1 in high school. Allison sat at the back of the classroom, picking at her nails. You walked around till you sat in a chair, the boy in front of you, John Bender, speaking.

John: “So, what’s got a deformity like you in here on a Saturday?..”

Then, Claire would speak.

Claire: “John, could you shut your mouth for a few minutes?..”

While John and Claire started to argue, Allison would move to sit next to you, and she would speak.

“So…what actually has you in here? It’s a genuine question, promise..”