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Detention with Mr. Cerulli- Motionless In White

Y/n's POV

"I can't find my lighter, hang on." I rummage through my pockets looking for my lighter while we stood in an empty gym. "Come on y/n, we gotta get out of here as fast as possible." Justin laughs holding one of the three stink bombs.

I finally find it dropping my school bag to the floor, "finally." I shove Ryan slightly and suit oh light the three they held out in front of me. We burst out onto laughs and threw them in various places of the gym.

"Holy shit that smell so bad!" Vinny yells covering his face with his arm, we take off running out of the door only to crash into someone on the way out.

"My classroom now." Mr Cerulli spoke sternly. We followed loosely behind trying to contain our laughs, he was the most strict teacher in the school but we often had a laugh with him.

"Take a seat." He pointed to the tables and chairs around him. "Who's idea was it then?" He asked as he scribbled the word DETENTION on the whiteboard. We all sat silently smirking to ourselves.

"Since you were all involved you have the next two hours with me." He sat at his desk, "get on with some work." None of us made a move to grab anything from our bags, I put in one of my headphones listening to poison the well.

"Well we're not sorry goth man. I have to admit that's our best prank yet." Vinny laughs giving Ryan a high-five. "Silence please, this is detention not a youth club."

It was silent for a minute before Justin leaned forward on his elbows. "Sir, do you know what a clit is?" I laugh loudly along with the others, "you must not see it very often."

"Why are some dicks bigger than other? And why is Rick's so small?" I ponder deciding to mess with Mr Cerulli a little more.

"Y/n! My dick is above average!" Ricky defends himself quickly.

"Liars get detention rick." I shake my head playfully.

"I've seen it, he's hung like a horse, y/n." Ryan adds to our conversation.

"Guys! I don't need to know about Ricky's penis size. I'd like it if you'd be silent and get your work done while you're in detention." He speaks sternly already fed up with us.

The silence was soon broken by none other than Vinchenzo. "Fucking reeeeee." He screeched loudly.

"Vinchenzo that's not very appropriate for detention." I could see we were running his patience thin which was the usual.

"How about, faaaart?" Mr Cerulli only sighs feeling in response.

"I think that's quite appropriate sir. This class is shit, he's got the right idea." Justin kicks his feet up on the table while he speaks. "Sir? Who's that in the photo on your desk?"

"That would be my best friend, Angelo and I. He's a drummer well a tattoo artist now." He smiles widely when he talks about his best friend. "Do you think he'd give me tattoo?" I've always wanted a tattoo, so many ideas but I knew when the time came to be able to get one I'd be lost for ideas.

"When you're 18, yes he would."

"Don't get too cozy with the teacher, y/n." I smacked Ryan in back of the head, "shut up dickwad. I want a cigarette but no I'm stuck in this shithole."

"You're a smoker? At your young age?" It finally hit me at what I had mentioned and I knew if my dad found out I'd be done for.

"Yeah. what's it to you?" He shrugs simply.

"Feel free to light one up only if you share." I smile softly at him and soon enough we were sat in a small circle smoking cigarettes. "You're actually pretty cool, Mr Cerulli." Vinny spoke my thoughts, I wouldn't admit it out loud though.

"You just have to get to know someone before you judge, you five remind me much of myself when I was younger. Smoking, drinking and annoying the teacher at hand. Call me Chris."

"Well.. nice to meet you Chris." I shook his hand jokingly. "You too, y/n."

"I like the trick you pulled though I think the school now might be closed until the smell goes." He laughs taking a drag of the cigarette he goes between his fingers.

"No school? Fuck yeah." Ricky says excitedly.

"I could do with a break from you five fuckheads." Chris chuckles. "Chris watch your mouth! Detention." Justin gasps.

"Teacher you is a big enough punishment, Justin."

Maybe he wasn't so bad..