detention • {c.b.❕j.m.}

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corbyn unknowingly held his breath as he looked at the brown door of mrs. holland's room.

he clenched the small pink slip in his fist as he waited for school to be over and four o'clock to come.

it ringed and corbyn walked in, the first person in detention.

mrs. holland looked up at corbyn as he walked in nervously, "mr. besson, what're you doing here?"

corbyn handed her the pink slip, "detention."

mrs. holland read, 'caught smoking behind the school building' and looked up at corbyn in shock.

corbyn wasn't known as a bad kid, in fact he was the opposite.

"take a seat wherever, detention ends at five thirty" she said as she scribbled her name down on the pink slip.

corbyn made his way to the back of the class, to a desk right beside the window.

he hadn't been the one smoking, it was his friend jack avery.

corbyn had went to get the cigarette, but before he could throw it away mr. johnson the gym teacher saw them.

mr. johnson wrote them both a detention and gave them a warning.

corbyn watched as kids filed in with bored expression, as they tossed their pink slips on mrs. holland's desk.

everyone spread out around the room, not many sat near corbyn and he was okay with that.

he watched as jack came in with his curls hidden under a beanie and as he placed his slip on her desk.

jack was half way to the desk in front of corbyn when mrs. holland's voice snapped, "hat off, mr. avery."

"sorry" jack mutter as he slipped the beanie off and sat in front of corbyn.

he ruffled his curls before glancing at a mad corbyn, "i'm sorry you're in detention because of me."

"its fine, but i should beat your ass for getting me benched" corbyn said as he looked at jack.

jack glanced at him, "damn i forgot, coach sterling was such a douche."

"it's whatever" corbyn said as he pulled out his math homework.

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its was thirty minutes in to detention when the door swung open and caused corbyn's head to turn; four thirty.

jonah marais walked in and winked at mrs. holland and acknowledged some of the other kids.

corbyn noticed jonah hadn't even put a pink slip down.

suddenly jonah was walking down the row beside corbyn's seat; what does he want?

jonah glanced down at corbyn before sitting down beside him, "you're in my usual seat."

"she said i could sit any where, indicating we don't have assigned seats" corbyn said as he worked on his history homework.

jonah just smirked before he slid down in his chair and propped his feet up on his desk.

the two had classes together and knew of each other but rarely talked to one another.

"what did your smartass do to get in detention?" jonah asked as he pulled out a book.

"nothing, i tried to stop that one from smoking" corbyn mumbled as he nodded towards jack, who was sleeping.

corbyn glanced at jonah, he thought jonah was actually gonna read but instead he played on his phone behind the book.

"that's right, you're to perfect to fuck up aren't you?" jonah made and assumption and corbyn squeezed his pencil.

his eyebrows came together and he snapped, "well, i could never fuck up as much as your stupid ass does."

jonah glared at corbyn but didn't make any remark as he continued to play on his phone.

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corbyn had finished all of his homework and had nothing to do now.

he slipped his books back in his bag, and stared at jack while he slept peacefully.

"its 5:23" jonah mumbled as he opened snapchats.

corbyn sighed in relief as he leaned back in his desk, and stared out the window.

"detention was over."

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