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Lucky waved goodbye to Angie and Archer as he slung his backpack over his shoulder, coughing out the last bit of smoke from his lungs. Like so many times before he had to get his ass to the detention room- only the reasons varied. But there was nothing like a little smoke session before an hour and a half of pure nothingness. He retrieved the pink slip from his pocket and pushed the door open, slapping the slip on the teachers desk.

"Long time no see, Lucky." Dr. Bill said, barely looking up from his papers. "Well you know me, Dr. Baldie, I can't stay away." He shrugged, sliding into his regular seat, looking around at the other faces that littered the classroom. He grinned sarcastically at them, waving his hand. "Who else is bored?" he said. "Lucky." Dr. Bill warned. "What? Can't I just liven the party?" "Hush." He sighed and looked down at his desk. He looked up and sighed again. He already wanted another joint. "Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord; He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored;" "Lucky!" "He hath loosed the fateful lightning of His terrible swift sword; His truth is marching on." "Lucky!" "Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! Glory! Glory! Hallelujah!
Glory! Glory! Hallelujah! His truth is marching on!" "Lucky Freeman that's enough!" Dr. Bill slapped his hands down on the desk, glaring at him. "Shut it!"

Lucky laughed and leaned back in his seat, pulling out a piece of paper, wading it into a ball and throwing it at the ceiling. He was wishing somebody else in the room would liven up. It was like they'd never been in detention before. He looked over at Dr. Bill and smirked. "So do you like spending time after school with kids like us?" "Lucky- shut up! I'm serious this time." "Does it get you off?" "Do you ever quit?" "C'mon Dr. Bill. You act like we've never hung out here before."

Dr. Bill sighed and looked at him, his eyes falling in an irritated fashion. "Do I have to bring Ms. Black or Ms. Stewart in here?" "Sure. I can always use more party people." he grinned. "Jeeze you're about as annoying as the Valkos- if not more." He shook his head and looked back down and Lucky grinned. "I aim to please." he yawned, resting his head down."

Lucky raised his head at the sound of a new voice, a rather cocky tone towards Dr. Bill. Could it be that somebody else with some life had made their way into the room? He'd heard Jinx running from Rory, and was pretty sure he'd never catch him.

"Don't tell him that, he'll suck your youth in through that shiney bald patch on his head." He said, sitting up straight in his seat. "Lucky- it'd be in your best interest to shut your mouth and leave the young lady alone." Dr. Bill warned. "How nice of you to watch out for my best interest. Thank you, bald-o. I appreciate it." he shook his head and looked over at the new girl. "Serious on that youth thing. They say though that Ms. Stewart sucks your soul out for his eyes so you best watch out for all these "officials". They'll kill ya." he propped his feet up on his desk and adjusted his cowboy hat. "So what got you in the clink? Did you go up against Ms. Black? Cause nobody wins with her."

"No, no Ms.Black, Ms.Red, Ms.White or any colours as a matter of fact" Devi looks at Lucky all laid back in the desk.

"Ahhhhhh" Was heard coming down the hall "Help! He's tryna rape me!" Jinx ran by the door again "Rape! Rape!"

"You just wait until I get a hold of you!" Rory ran by the door again "It will be a lifetime of detention for you!"

"He wants to eat ice cream off of me and call me Diego!" Jinx was heard vaguely

Devi slightly laughs. She looks at Lucky "I roughed up some whippers earlier. Haven't been here and week and they think they can talk down on me. A buncha pretty rich boys who all look the same. I couldn't tell if I was roughin' one from the other but they all cry the same" she laughs

Lucky grinned slightly at her words, nodding his head until it hit him and he sat up straight, slapping his hands down on his desk, looking at her. "You say they all looked the same?" he questioned. She nodded and he shifted his lips to the side. "Holy- you beat up the Westwood triplets?!" His eyes widened slightly. "Where was I? And when was this?"

"It was early this morning" She slightly chuckles at his sudden interest. "Before the beel even rang for class. Them and their two girlfriends" She pulls out her binder from her backsack "I could only tolerate such idiots for so long" She glances at Lucky. "So maybe you were still sleeping" She quickly glances over Lucky "Or maybe polluting the air with sweet Jane"

"Whoever calls it polluting has never tried it. I call it enhancing." he settled back in his seat again, propping his feet up on his desk. "Anyway- I hope you really fucked em up. I been tryin but their damn dad seems to come around every fuckin time I do. Hate that guy..." he frowned. "Is he who sent you here? "

"Tall pickle fucker lookin' guy?" She pauses for a quik second "Yeah, him" She relaxed back in her seat. "Sounded like he wanted the death penalty when he told Ms. Satan and Ms. Satan two. I've heard stories of those two" Her voice slightly lowers as she looks at Lucky. She slightly grins.

(whatchu know about fruit of the loom underwear commercials on telemundo? Thats a new kind of evil.)

Lucky looked over at her, shaking his head. "You ain't seen nothing yet." he sighed. "Seriously! They are the empitomy of evil! There isn't one student who hasn't come out from their office the same! They like- try to suck your blood!" "Lucky- shut your mouth! I am going to call Ms. Stewart in here if you don't shut it."

Lucky saluted Dr. Bill and looked back at Devi. "She's super-bitch if you rub her the wrong way. But everybody knows that Ms. Black runs it. Rory is just their circus clown."

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