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"Dammit. Dammit. Dammit. I can't believe what I got myself into." I never meant to hurt anyone, I just wanted John to learn a lesson. He's to scrawny, too meek, he needs to learn that brains aren't everything. But what I didn't calculate was, well everything. Nothing with my plan went right, and now here I am, walking my "happy" ass to detention. Our uptight private school has some weird ideas when it comes to punishment. Since the students live on campus and can't go running home to our guardians, they can have us working until curfew.
Unfortunately, I knew right where detention was. There was also no stupid knocking on the door and waiting for someone to answer. And no surprise when there was no teacher in the room. Only simple instructions written on the board. If it wasn't completed by curfew then you would have to return to detention the next day with a new task. It was uncommon that more than three people came to detention, so I was a little surprised when a total of nine people sat in the classroom when I walked in. Including the three jocks I hired to beat up John, there were four trolls who goofed off in computer class instead of working, and then the idiot group that lived in detention, Tavros and Gamzee.
They were both known for not doing anything during their detention period. Unlike most people, who got their shit done to get out, they just sit in detention and goof around. Real cool. Tavros was weak, and there was nothing I could do about it, being paralyzed from the hip down since grade school and all. But Gamzee was a different story altogether, he had money and strength, but was completely insane. I don't know how to handle people like that other than avoiding them completely.
I took my seat and like usual there was assignments written on the board, it was broken into two groups of three and one group of four. When the final bell rang everyone set off to their tasks. I followed the jocks to the back of the school where it was common to find the bulk of litter. Each of us had to fill up a trash bag or else we'd be doing is again tomorrow. Of course I had the resources to "convince" these idiots to do my share too.
"So boys, who wants twenty bucks?"
"No way Vriska, you've gotten us into enough trouble. We're through with you and your schemes," Eridan spoke first with the rest of his pals nodding along with him, "and what happened to the other half of the deal?"
"Since you failed, I don't think you guys deserve it."
"And how exactly did we fail? We did exactly as you said, beat up Egbert and we get the rest of the money. what do you think fifty bucks can get anyone these days, we want the other fifty or else I'm going to break your other lens." He punched the wall I backed into while he talked for emphasis. Football players were intimidating, but I didn't take five years of self-defense to be pushed into a corner.
"You failed because you got caught. Only idiots get caught." I smirked at him and pushed his arm away, "but since you can't seem to understand that, I'll just go over here and collect my trash. Unfortunately I'd get in trouble to stuffing you in my bag, because you're so full of shit I might need another bag."
"You bitch," then he swung at me, almost catching me off guard, I ducked and lost my aviators. Turing to face my attacker I took my defense stance, fortunately they were surprised by my eye that I got the jump on him. One round house kick to the knee, and another to his ribs. While he was recovering, I took off, side stepping his buddies, and around the side of the building. The two linebackers were no match for my speed, I quickly lost them. Jumping over a couple shrubs and weaving through trees even, I even lost Eridan who was supposedly a wide receiver. I wasn't quite watching where I stepped until it was too late, I tripped and fell over something.
"Son of a- What the hell?" I looked at my feet and found it my ankle trapped in the wheel of Tavros's wheelchair, but he wasn't in the chair, he was sitting in the grass a few feet from where I fell.
"Uhhh, Vriska? Are you okay?" He obviously was my fall, but couldn't do anything about helping me out. Not that I suspect he would want to, I was the whole reason he was crippled in the first place. "Vriska?"
"Yea Yea, I'll live. What are you doing out here?"
"Well, Gamzee and I usually sit out here until curfew. Uhh yea, Since I can't really do any of the tasks they give me it seems I'll never get out of detention."
"Have you even tried?" Ridiculous, there was no way he couldn't do anything, no one's that helpless.
"I guess I don't have any motivation, umm, Vriska, I think someone's looking for you." He was right, I heard the jock's voices in the background. As if calling my name was going to get them anywhere. What did they expect me to do, stop running just because they're calling for me? Idiots.
"Ignore them. Actually, hide me."
Right before my pursuers came into view, I ducked behind a bush.
"Hey cripple, you see Vriska?"
"Umm, not really," he was caving under pressure, so I elbowed him in the spine, "I mean yes, I saw her, she uhh, knocked over my wheelchair and ran into the trees. That way." he pointed in the opposite direction.
"Thanks dweeb." were their last words before they jogged off.
"Yea, thanks dweeb," I smiled at him and saw him blush, but he looked away when he noticed my eye. I was born with a blind eye, and it was my only weakness until I got it replaced. I quite literally upgraded my eye to a mechanical eye. No one really knew about it because I did it, it was just a rumor to most people.
"What's going on here?" A voice behind me surprised me, I turned and tried to stand, but my ankle gave and I ended up on one knee.
"Oh, hi gamzee, did you get the water?"
"Sure did, mother fucker, and I got some Faygo." He smiled down at his friend. His curly hair was weird enough without the added effect of his makeup. I also never understood why he always wore purple spotted pajama pants. The school required you wore the color of your social status, but didn't have any other rules against clothing options. I wore blue and Tavros wore brown, everyone was used to it.
"How the hell to you find faygo on campus?" I ignored my throbbing ankle and sat cross legged on the ground, sure I was getting grass stains on my favorite jeans, but I wasn't about to show weakness to these idiots.
"I don't, I have my connections, mother fuckers will do anything for money."
"Seems like people will do anything for money, i guess when you have it you don't know it's worth." I chuckled to myself. Money was never an issue for me, I had a guardian who sent me an allowance with three zeroes monthly. I could only imagine how much Gamzee's allowance was. Not that I cared, I wasn't interested in spending another moment with these two.
"Hey, Vriska," Tavros caught my attention, " do you want to smoke with us?" He held up a clear bag of what was obviously weed. Sure, it wouldn't be my first time smoking, but I've only smoked with people I was comfortable with. Maybe mixing it up would be fun.
"Sure, if you don't mind the interruption."
"If Tav doesn't care, I don't care."
"Well then, lets light it up," Tavros smiled, and looked relieved. About half an hour and a fourth the bag gone, the three of you lay in the grass giggling about the clouds, or the fact Gamzee wouldn't stop making honking noises.
"So what's up with your fucking eye?" Gamzee stopped honking enough to point a question at Vriska, which surprised her. She's never answered a question about her eye, let alone let anyone know about it.
"I upgraded," I turned my head away from him when I answered, almost embarrassed at the question.
"What does that mean?" Tavros spoke up on the other side of Gamzee.
"It mean I got rid of a weakness and replaced it with something stronger," my voice was sarcastic and mean, and I didn't intend for it to sound like that, but it did.
"No need to be mean, mother fucker, we're only asking."
"Well, before today only one person knew about my eye and that person is me. Now some stupid jocks and a couple stoners know." I started to sit up, hoping I could leave before an argument, but Gamzee grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down.
"Now now, no need to be embarassed, we're all unique." He smiled at her, a kind of goofy natural smile. It showed his pointed cuspids, but somehow it didn't look strange, just natural for the Gamzee you got to know in the last forty five minutes. The manic clown who looked out for Tavros, the stoner who couldn't rap, but they could go on even when there was nothing left to rhyme.
I laughed at him, "anf you're one of the most unique people I know. Let me ask you this, why do you paint your face on?"
"Why do you?" His question caused me to laugh out loud, I never thought of it that way.
"You say the weirdest things," I took my sleeve and held it up to his face, "may I?" Since he didn't protest I wiped his face paint off revealing how pale he was, almost as white as his face paint. It was smooth too, as if he didn't wear a pounds of paint. I finished with his lips, they were thin and pale pink, I was entranced by them, they fit the rest of his features, a strong chin, high cheekbones, round eyes, and a slightly crooked nose. He's handsome, and I didn't realize I said so out loud until his cheeks turned pink and he looked away.
For the first time, I realized how dark it was outside, "Shit, what time is it?"
"6:47 pm, thirteen minutes until curfew," I had almost forgotten Tavros was laying beside us.
"Well, shit, if I don't get back my snitch of a roommate will get me put in detention again." I stood up not thinking about my ankle, it held, nut it hurt. I hissed at the pain, b ut started walking anyway.
"See you tomorrow," I turned to Gamzee and smiled.
"Yea, see you tomorrow." I walked back to the girls dorm. Realizing I had lost my glasses, I took the back stairs avoiding anyone who might be wandering in right before curfew. I covered my eye as I entered the dorm room. Grabbed a new pair of aviators and popped the lens out of one side, then changed and went to sleep. Almost looking forward to tomorrow.