Detention: A Fictional Narrative

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The word "Detention" wasn't really appealing to Gerard. He thought about skipping it but decided against it since it would cause him more trouble. "Fuck." he muttered under his breath. Being this bored wasn't healthy.

"What was that?" Gerard seemed shocked but played it off.

"Nothing, was just... talking to myself."

The principal blinked "If I hear one more smart remark, you will owe me one more day for detention."

"Im sorry for bothering you..." Gerard whispered feeling a bit bad but he then realized he shouldn't.

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"That was the worst experience of my life." Gerard sighed as he exit the classroom. It's was still early but he wasn't looking forward to anything, why should he? His day has been soiled.

"Fuck it. Ill just go get
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He felt tense when he walked. It's felt like people were staring at him and that didn't help his self esteem.

He stared at the ground before knocking back into reality. He ten saw the comic book store shining bright in all it's glory. He entered and immediately started looking through the varieties. He basically scavenged through the piles of Marvel and Some random super heroes.

"I'm gonna have to pick that up! Thanks a lot!"

Gerard tensed up, feeling a pang anxiety creeping up.

"Sorry, It's not my fault you applied for this job!"

Gerard turned around to face an angry looking boy. The boys eyeliner seemed to challenge raccoon rings.

God. Gerard thought as he ran a hand through his own hair.

"Can you lower your tone.." The boy seemed a little shocked by Gerard's reaction. He stared at the floor, causing his hair to block out his face slightly.

"You were the first one to yell!"

The boy stared at him, annoyance covering his expression, before glaring.

"Any way I just came here to get comics, not argue with some random person!" and with that, The red haired boy exit the comic book shop. He didn't walk, he strutted, Swaying his hips a bit and flipping his hair as he exit the

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