1980s Shermer, Illinois -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ-

Detention got boring. John Bender managed to convince the other five of you to walk with him to get something out of his locker since the Principal wasn't watching. You all were along side Allison, the rest of them in front. You couldn't hear what Claire and John were talking about, but you could hear Brian and Andrew going back and forth.

"Whats the point in going to Bender's locker?" Brian asked, his voice quiet. Andrew kept his eyes in front of him, "Beats me." He sighed. Brian looked around and threw his hands up, visibly confused.

"It's so stupid, why do you think— why are we risking getting caught?"

"I don't know."

"So then what're we doing?"

Andrew didn't bother to look at him before replying, "You ask me one more question and I'm beating the shit outta you."

You couldn't help but let out a small snicker, causing Brian to look back at you for a moment before looking back at Andrew and giving a low apology.