You got detention. Again. And for an annoying reason too which was being late and sleeping in class almost every day. You were a good student. Secretive sometimes too. As you sigh and enter detention, you notice the famous troublemaker, Carl Gallagher, Sitting on a desk with his feet on the table. His left shoe had the laces untied while the other did. His green eyes gazed at your arrival. Not saying anything but blowing out a bubble of the gum he's chewing. Fewer students here in detention are avoidant of him.

The teacher looked at you and made you sit anywhere. Wanting this place quiet and clean. Detention will end at the end of lunch. Carl looked away from you and glanced out the window. "This fucking sucks." Carl spoke up while the class of detention was dead silent. A few sounds of snickering and chuckling as the teacher called him out. Carl, pissed off and showing a snarky attitude, did the jack-in-the-box middle finger at the teacher. The teacher ignored Carl and sighed. Grading assignments. "Jack ass." he whispers. Making a pun and a harsh comment to the teacher.