I had detention on the first day of school oh joy. I  half heartedly stormed into detention. And to my surprise a boy with midnight black hair and electric green eyes was sitting at a desk. His feet were on top of his desk and he was gnawing on a toothpick. "Sup." He said looking at me. "Sup." I said in my British accent. He chuckled not to be rude just because of my accent. Then my phone went off once I sat in the desk beside his."Katherine no I'm in detention. No. Yes. No fine I'll go shopping with you at five. No don't mess with my box,or my throwing knives, not my bear. Oh you mess with my mother's doll you die. See ya later." I spat into the phone. I turned to the boy who now has wide eyes from amusement. "What are you in here for?" He asked. "I got in a fight. You?" I replied. "Yelled at my older brother." He smirked. "Juliet." I said hopping he would give me his name. "Ralph." He said then we were quite for the rest of the hour. Then when we could leave I legit pulled my button up shirt off and rode my skateboard out of the school feeling the wind on my arms and around my tank top.