7 -Detention!

Nicole's POV;

"Who's bag is this!? "The headmaster screams.

" Sir, it's my bag, but the phone is not mine. "I reply audibly, and he turns to me. Johan turns to me like I'm about to be sentenced to death.

"Oh, so the phone walked into your bag? "He questions more like he's stating, and I just stare at him as I don't know what to say or do.

" Come here. "He orders and I inhale before walking over to the black man I'm slowly beginning to grow a sour spot in my stomach for.

"You're a new student, right? "He questions, and I nod.

"Yes, sir. "

"That explains it. You clearly don't know me, nor how things work around here. "He says, and I stare at the ground.

" Why did you bring a phone to school? Don't you know it's against the rules!? "He screams, and I shut my eyes. I hate being yelled at. Especially when I'm not at fault.

" Sir, it's not my phone. I swear! "I reply looking up at him, and he glares at me.

I don't like swearing. I've been taught it's against my religion, but how else do I prove myself to this man?

"How did it get into your bag then? "He questions and I shoot a death glare at Mason, and he smirks back.

"No answer!? "He questions, and I take a deep, soothing breath. There's no point saying what's on my mind. I know Mason did this, however, I have no proof and didn't see him put it in my bag.

"New girl already breaking the rules on her first week of resumption. You're one of those spoilt brats right? "He says, and I've had enough.

"Sir, I'm serious. The phone's, not mine. It's even new. Sir, it's not mine. Check it. You won't find a thing about me on it. "I try to reason with him.

"Shut up! Are you trying to teach me my job? Are you saying I'm stupid? "He yells and I roll my eyes as my subconscious replies yes to all of his questions.

I fall silent, and silence takes up the field for the next few seconds.

"Grab your bag and follow me. You're on detention for a week and will spend your detention time helping the cleaners with the toilets. "He says, and my eyes nearly pop out of their sockets.

"Sir! "I make to protest.

" Say a word, and I'd increase it to two weeks. "He warns, and I glare at Mason. I grab my bag and march after him out of the field in annoyance. With Mason wearing an indifferent expression.

Screw that bag of chum!

My punishment begins right away and I'm handed one of the school's detention jackets which is a disgusting shade of green with the word DETENTION boldly written at its back.

I've spent God know how long in the girl's toilet scrubbing mercilessly at a smudge on

a tile that's refusing to come off.

God knows how long I've been at this, and the cleaner here is an agent of darkness straight from hell. She keeps complaining that I'm not scrubbing the tiles well like she's paying me to do this crap!

Oh, that Mason boy. If I get my hands on him!

The bell for break is rung, and not long after, girls come storming the restroom. Before now, people have been coming to confirm the rumor. The new dancer girl who dared Mason is washing the toilet.

This is not the kind of ' low profile ' I was planning to keep!

I soon hear running footsteps and lookup. I find Johan staring at me with a sorry face, and I scoff.

What is it? You look like you've seen a ghost. "I day and she moves closer.

" Isn't this close to seeing a ghost? You're washing the toilet! "She replies and I laugh.

" Washing a toilet isn't new. I wash my toilet back home. " I reply honestly. Trying to bury my irritation with Mason.

"I also wash my toilet back home, but this is the school's toilet. A public toilet! "She exclaims, and I drop the brush in my hand and stare up at her.

"Okay, are you trying to rub this in? "I question her and she shakes her head in disagreement.

"No. The class is boring without you, and I was missing your fine face. "She replies, and I laugh as I continue scrubbing.

"Have you eaten? "She questions and I stare up at her with a pout.

"I haven't. "I whine and she stares at me in pity. I can't eat in the toilet of cause, and there's nothing she can do to change this.

A few seconds of silence follow, and then she questions. Opening one of the toilet stalls and sitting on the toilet with the dirt open.

"Be honest with me Nicole, was that your phone? "She questions and fresh irritation clothes me.

"No. Hell no. It was that punk Mason who did this! "I reply, and she stops chewing the gum in her mouth.

"Mason? He can stoop this low? Are you sure it's him? Did you see him? "She replies, and I exhale.

" I didn't see him, but I can bet a fortune he's behind this. "I reply, and she stares at me in what seems to be disbelief.

"He's should pray to God, I won't get to lay my hand on him. "I add and Johan laughs.

" Else you're gonna kill him. "She adds and I laugh.

"Relax. It hasn't gotten to that... Yet. "I reply and she laughs.

I roll my eyes and exhale deeply in thanks as the smudge I've been scrubbing finally comes off.

"Are you sure I won't commit some sort of offense to get me thrown in here with you? "Johan questions rhetorically, and I snap my head in her direction in shock.

"Why would you do that? "I question.

"To get away from class. Classes are boring without you. I mean, we are having Mrs. Elizabeth next.

That tall winter witch with her flat chest, bony ass, and overgrown problems.

I wonder why such a sadist is our C. R. S teacher. She looks like someone from BC. "Johan replies, and my jaw hits the ground at her sour words.

" Your mouth isn't good! "I exclaim and she laughs. We chat the rest of my punishment time away, and soon the bell for break over is rung. Johan wishes me farewell, and I continue cleaning the school's stupid toilets.

I can't believe I'd be at this for a week!