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Broken Bones and Shattered Hearts
Detention On Day One
Chapter Two.
Four years after the ‘worm incident’ as it later came to be known; Alex, Bam and Ryan found themselves about to start their first day of high school. They were all extremely excited and nervous at the same time. Alex was a little worried that the three of them might not end up in the same classes, but she was confident that no matter what they would continue to be best friends.
Vivian dropped them off a little way from the school gates and they walked up to the building apprehensively.
“Behave yourselves!” she had warned, staring firmly at the three eleven year olds.
“Yes mom.” Alex had groaned in response.
To Alex’s delight, she, Bam and Ryan were all in the same classes, as well as registration group. It was a recipe for disaster and sure enough disaster followed.
Their first lesson was maths and they hurried to take their seats at the back of the classroom where they were more likely to get away with chatting. The lesson was incredibly dull and Ryan had actually fallen asleep. He was beginning to snore softly and Alex was amazed that the teacher had not spotted him. Bam nudged Alex who was sitting on the other side of her cousin. She watched as Bam started to place pencils in Ryan’s shaggy hair.
Before long Ryan had pens and pencils coming from every available space on his body. It wasn’t until he cried out in pain as Bam tried sticking one up his nostril that the teacher finally caught wind of what they were doing and sent them out of his room immediately. Ryan couldn’t understand what he had done wrong, but followed Bam and Alex regardless, he would much rather be in trouble with them than stuck in that boring room on his own.
After receiving their first detention they dawdled down the corridor, laughing about their little stunt and planning pranks to play on the maths teacher in future. The next lesson was art, and this time they spent the hour flicking paintbrushes at each other rather than getting on the paper. The art teacher had no choice but to send them outside the classroom, where they sat, covered in paint, waiting for their punishment.
During science, Bam, Alex and Ryan sent paper planes flying around the classroom. They thought they had gotten away with it too, as the teacher seemed unsure of who the culprits were. That is, until she unfolded the sheet of paper and saw that Ryan had foolishly written his name on the worksheet before turning it into a missile. She put one and two together, resulting in a third detention for the three friends.
“Detention on our first day, not bad for a morning’s work.” Bam chuckled as they made their way out on the field for lunch.
Ryan and Alex nodded in agreement.
By the end of the day, Alex, Bam and Ryan had clocked up five hours worth of detention.
“Unfortunately we don’t hand out five hour long detentions.” The head of year sighed, collecting them from their last lesson. “So instead, you’ll be in detention for an hour every day this week.”
Alex, Bam and Ryan collectively groaned, taking their assigned seats in the classroom. The teacher handed them worksheets and took her own seat at the front of the room. There were a few other kids in the room who obviously shared Alex and company’s talent for getting into trouble on the first day. Alex was sitting a few desks a way from a short blonde haired boy with a cheeky grin. At the front of the room was an older boy with long curly hair and at the back near Bam was another older boy with short dark hair.
“I don’t want to hear so much as a pin drop.” She warned, staring at them all through her thick rimmed glasses.
Alex sighed and started the sheet, knowing they were in for another world of trouble from Vivian and April when they got home. They worked in silence for at least half an hour before the teacher had to leave the room. Once the coast was clear, the blonde boy turned to Alex.
“This sucks.” He complained.
Alex agreed. “It’s my first day and all.”
“Mine too.” The boy laughed. “I’m Chris but everyone calls me Raab.”
“I’m Alex but everyone calls me Alex.” She teased, smiling at him. He giggled as Alex turned around to see Bam talking to the boy next to him. His name was Brandon Dicamillo and he was two years above them. Rake, the boy at the front of the class was one of his friends. The six detainees swapped stories about the reasons for their detention.
“We blew up the science lab.” Rake grinned.
“No WE didn’t do anything. You blew it up, I was guilty by association.” Dico corrected him from across the room.
“What did you do Raab?” Alex asked, turning to her new friend.
“I flooded the boys toilets.” He said, with a straight face.
“On purpose?”
He shook his head. “Accidently.”
The room erupted with laughter and Raab grinned, pleased by the attention.
“Shit, she’s coming back!” Rake warned them. The miscreants settled back down and the teacher was oblivious to any disorder that had occurred during her absence.
When they were finally released, Alex, Bam and Ryan followed Dico, Rake and Raab as they started their walk home. As they got chatting it turned out that they all lived fairly close. The walk was around twenty minutes long, but they were in no rush to face up their parents punishment so when Dico and Rake invited them to the park they were only too happy to oblige.
Sitting by the swings was a shady looking guy wearing sunglasses, with long hair and a long leather jacket on, which seemed to drown his skinny figure.
“Yo Novak!” Dico shouted, as they approached the figure.
“Yo dudes.” The stranger waved them over and Rake introduced Bam, Alex, Ryan and Raab to their friend Brandon Novak. Novak was their supplier of all things frowned upon, including alcohol and cigarettes. Although he himself was only fourteen, he had older brothers.
Alex, Bam, Ryan and Raab watched on curiously as Rake and Dico bought cigarettes and alcohol from Novak.
“Shit we better go.” Alex sighed, looking at her watch. “Our mom’s are literally gonna kill us.”
Dico and Rake laughed. “We’ll catch you at school tomorrow if you’re still alive.”
They said their goodbyes to their new friends, and Raab joined the three of them as they made their way home to accept whatever punishment lay ahead of them. Eventually they went their separate ways. Ryan and Alex took deep breaths before approaching the house.
“And just where the hell have you been?” Vivian yelled as Alex opened the front door. Sure enough she had been ready and waiting for them.
“Detention.” She mumbled, walking through with her head hung low.
“Yes I know that, but detention finished an hour and a half ago. It doesn’t take you that long to walk home.” Her mother continued. By this point Alex was already halfway up the stairs with Ryan close behind her. They both knew well enough to keep out of Vivian’s way.
Bam was greeted in a similar fashion by April. She said she was shocked that he could manage to find himself in so much trouble in just one day of starting school, and that if he didn’t get his act together she would send him to boarding school. Bam scoffed at this, as she used the same threat for the majority of his time at junior school but had never followed through with it.
The three friends knew there was no hope of meeting up that night. They had all been grounded for two weeks, so the next day of school could not come quick enough. As promised, they were kept behind for another detention but they soon realised it was something they were going to get used to over the next seven years.
Four years after the ‘worm incident’ as it later came to be known; Alex, Bam and Ryan found themselves about to start their first day of high school. They were all extremely excited and nervous at the same time. Alex was a little worried that the three of them might not end up in the same classes, but she was confident that no matter what they would continue to be best friends.
Vivian dropped them off a little way from the school gates and they walked up to the building apprehensively.
“Behave yourselves!” she had warned, staring firmly at the three eleven year olds.
“Yes mom.” Alex had groaned in response.
To Alex’s delight, she, Bam and Ryan were all in the same classes, as well as registration group. It was a recipe for disaster and sure enough disaster followed.
Their first lesson was maths and they hurried to take their seats at the back of the classroom where they were more likely to get away with chatting. The lesson was incredibly dull and Ryan had actually fallen asleep. He was beginning to snore softly and Alex was amazed that the teacher had not spotted him. Bam nudged Alex who was sitting on the other side of her cousin. She watched as Bam started to place pencils in Ryan’s shaggy hair.
Before long Ryan had pens and pencils coming from every available space on his body. It wasn’t until he cried out in pain as Bam tried sticking one up his nostril that the teacher finally caught wind of what they were doing and sent them out of his room immediately. Ryan couldn’t understand what he had done wrong, but followed Bam and Alex regardless, he would much rather be in trouble with them than stuck in that boring room on his own.
After receiving their first detention they dawdled down the corridor, laughing about their little stunt and planning pranks to play on the maths teacher in future. The next lesson was art, and this time they spent the hour flicking paintbrushes at each other rather than getting on the paper. The art teacher had no choice but to send them outside the classroom, where they sat, covered in paint, waiting for their punishment.
During science, Bam, Alex and Ryan sent paper planes flying around the classroom. They thought they had gotten away with it too, as the teacher seemed unsure of who the culprits were. That is, until she unfolded the sheet of paper and saw that Ryan had foolishly written his name on the worksheet before turning it into a missile. She put one and two together, resulting in a third detention for the three friends.
“Detention on our first day, not bad for a morning’s work.” Bam chuckled as they made their way out on the field for lunch.
Ryan and Alex nodded in agreement.
By the end of the day, Alex, Bam and Ryan had clocked up five hours worth of detention.
“Unfortunately we don’t hand out five hour long detentions.” The head of year sighed, collecting them from their last lesson. “So instead, you’ll be in detention for an hour every day this week.”
Alex, Bam and Ryan collectively groaned, taking their assigned seats in the classroom. The teacher handed them worksheets and took her own seat at the front of the room. There were a few other kids in the room who obviously shared Alex and company’s talent for getting into trouble on the first day. Alex was sitting a few desks a way from a short blonde haired boy with a cheeky grin. At the front of the room was an older boy with long curly hair and at the back near Bam was another older boy with short dark hair.
“I don’t want to hear so much as a pin drop.” She warned, staring at them all through her thick rimmed glasses.
Alex sighed and started the sheet, knowing they were in for another world of trouble from Vivian and April when they got home. They worked in silence for at least half an hour before the teacher had to leave the room. Once the coast was clear, the blonde boy turned to Alex.
“This sucks.” He complained.
Alex agreed. “It’s my first day and all.”
“Mine too.” The boy laughed. “I’m Chris but everyone calls me Raab.”
“I’m Alex but everyone calls me Alex.” She teased, smiling at him. He giggled as Alex turned around to see Bam talking to the boy next to him. His name was Brandon Dicamillo and he was two years above them. Rake, the boy at the front of the class was one of his friends. The six detainees swapped stories about the reasons for their detention.
“We blew up the science lab.” Rake grinned.
“No WE didn’t do anything. You blew it up, I was guilty by association.” Dico corrected him from across the room.
“What did you do Raab?” Alex asked, turning to her new friend.
“I flooded the boys toilets.” He said, with a straight face.
“On purpose?”
He shook his head. “Accidently.”
The room erupted with laughter and Raab grinned, pleased by the attention.
“Shit, she’s coming back!” Rake warned them. The miscreants settled back down and the teacher was oblivious to any disorder that had occurred during her absence.
When they were finally released, Alex, Bam and Ryan followed Dico, Rake and Raab as they started their walk home. As they got chatting it turned out that they all lived fairly close. The walk was around twenty minutes long, but they were in no rush to face up their parents punishment so when Dico and Rake invited them to the park they were only too happy to oblige.
Sitting by the swings was a shady looking guy wearing sunglasses, with long hair and a long leather jacket on, which seemed to drown his skinny figure.
“Yo Novak!” Dico shouted, as they approached the figure.
“Yo dudes.” The stranger waved them over and Rake introduced Bam, Alex, Ryan and Raab to their friend Brandon Novak. Novak was their supplier of all things frowned upon, including alcohol and cigarettes. Although he himself was only fourteen, he had older brothers.
Alex, Bam, Ryan and Raab watched on curiously as Rake and Dico bought cigarettes and alcohol from Novak.
“Shit we better go.” Alex sighed, looking at her watch. “Our mom’s are literally gonna kill us.”
Dico and Rake laughed. “We’ll catch you at school tomorrow if you’re still alive.”
They said their goodbyes to their new friends, and Raab joined the three of them as they made their way home to accept whatever punishment lay ahead of them. Eventually they went their separate ways. Ryan and Alex took deep breaths before approaching the house.
“And just where the hell have you been?” Vivian yelled as Alex opened the front door. Sure enough she had been ready and waiting for them.
“Detention.” She mumbled, walking through with her head hung low.
“Yes I know that, but detention finished an hour and a half ago. It doesn’t take you that long to walk home.” Her mother continued. By this point Alex was already halfway up the stairs with Ryan close behind her. They both knew well enough to keep out of Vivian’s way.
Bam was greeted in a similar fashion by April. She said she was shocked that he could manage to find himself in so much trouble in just one day of starting school, and that if he didn’t get his act together she would send him to boarding school. Bam scoffed at this, as she used the same threat for the majority of his time at junior school but had never followed through with it.
The three friends knew there was no hope of meeting up that night. They had all been grounded for two weeks, so the next day of school could not come quick enough. As promised, they were kept behind for another detention but they soon realised it was something they were going to get used to over the next seven years.