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"Your thumbnail?" Whitney asked confusedly. "What?"

"Never mind." Olivia said with a grin, shaking her head.

"Ugh, whatever!" Whitney snapped, turning back around to face the front of the room.

"So brainiac, you ever gonna tell us what you're in for?" Major said with a raised eyebrow.

"No." Jason said shortly, rolling his eyes at the fact that Major just couldn't let something go.

"Come on, you can tell me. We're buds." Major said, prodding Jason in the ribs with his elbow.

"Why does it matter to you so much?" Jason asked exasperatedly.

"Because. I never thought I'd see a guy like you in detention. You must have done something really bad to be in a Saturday detention." Major nodded. "These are for the kids that commited some of the worst crimes. Smoking on school grounds, foul language/disrespect to a teacher, internet misconduct." he added with a smirk in Whitney's direction. "What'd you do?"

"I don't need to tell you. I am also free, white, and American." Jason grinned, using Major's favorite phrase against him.

"Oh, fuck you." Major laughed.

A few minutes later, Vernon walked in, glaring at them all.

"Lunch time." he said scathingly.

"It's only nine o'clock!" Whitney gasped.


"And it's been less than three hours since I've eaten! If I eat now, my breakfast won't be fully digested and I'll get fat! Because then my lunch will have to digest too and my body won't get it all digested and the sugar and carbs and junk will go to my hips, my thighs, my stomach, my---oh my God, my face!" she squealed, holding her face as if she was afraid that it was suddenly going to bloat.

Vernon sighed and shook his head.

"Look...If you don't eat now, you won't eat until you get home." he snapped, his hands on his hips, pushing his jacket back.

"Fine! I won't." Whitney said defiantly, crossing her arms over her chest angrily.

"God, women," Vernon muttered, shaking his head.

Drew chuckled and looked over at Whitney, causing her to look at him.

"What?" she asked.

"Your seriously that worried about getting fat?" Drew said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Uh--yeah!" Whitney said in a 'Duh!' sort of voice.

"Glad I'm not a chick." Drew said, shaking his head.

"I don't think she has feathers." Olivia said, glaring at Drew.

Everyone looked at her.

"What?" Drew said.

"You said you were glad that you weren't a chick. Chicks are baby chickens and they have feathers. Whitney doesn't have any feathers so she isn't a chick. She's a female." Olivia nodded, her brow furrowed in anger.

"Duh...A chick is a girl too." Drew said with a shrug.

"No. A chick is a baby chicken." Olivia said. "But...It's not your fault that you use it as a sexist term."

"I am not sexist!" Drew said at once.

"Alright, enough!" Vernon interupted. "Major, Whitney, go get everybody drinks at the vending machine."

"Yeah, right, like I'm going to pay for everybody to have drinks." Whitney scoffed.

"If you'd let me finish, I was going to tell them all to give you the money." Vernon said with a smirk as Whitney stood up.

Instead of coming back with a reply, Whitney just held her hand out to Drew. He fished around in pockets before putting two crinkled dollar bills in her hand.

"I expect seventy-five cents back." he said warningly.

"Oh yeah, because I'm poor enough to steal a few quarters." Whitney said sarcastically.

She saw Jason hand Major a dollar and a quarter and Major pulled his own money out of his pocket as he walked back to Olivia who showed him her drink that she'd gotten earlier. He turned around and headed out the door, Whitney close behind him.

"Just flatten it out, moron!" Whitney said angrily as Major tried stuffing one of Drew's dollars into the machine.

The contraption spit the dollar back out and Major sighed frusteratedly.

"Gimme the damn thing!" Whitney said reaching for it.

Major held it up over his head.

"Gimme gimme never gets!" he said with a smirk as Whitney jumped for it.

Ofcourse, his height gave him quite the advantage.

"Major! Give it to me!" Whitney fumed.

"You want me to give it to you here? In the hall way? Wow, blondie, didn't ever picture you as that type of girl." Major laughed.

"Uh! Shut up!" Whitney said as her face reddened and she punched Major in the shoulder. "Ass hole!" she muttered as she reached for the crinkled up dollar once again. "Just give me the stupid dollar!" she demanded, stomping her foot.

"What do I get for it?" Major asked with a dirty grin.

"Whatever you wa----OH!" Whitney roared as her brain registered what Major was talking about.

With every bit of strength she had in her, she pushed his chest and let out a "Ha!" of triumph when he tripped over his own feet and fell on the floor. Whitney bent over and snatched the dollar bill from his hands.

"Perve!" she snapped as she flattened the money out to insert it into the machine. "Ha! See?" she said as the dollar went in and stayed in.

She put in the other bill and pushed the coke button. The sound of coins sliding into the change slot as the bottle hit the compartment where she grabbed it and deposited Jason's money, followed by her money and then she was shoved out of the way, holding the three cokes in her hand with a glare at Major as he put his own money into the slot.

"Jerk!" she said.

"Bitch." he replied as he waited for his coke to come out.







"Ha! I win!" she said before turning and heading toward the library.

Major couldn't help but watch her hips sway back and forth as she walked.

"Uh! Dude, stop it!" he said, shaking his head as he shoved the money into the machine.

Meanwhile, back in the library, Jason sighed and leaned his head on his palm.

"That Major dude's a real ass hole, isn't he?" Drew said, turning to ask Olivia.

Olivia raised an eyebrow.

"Why are you asking me?" she asked. "I don't know anymore about him than you do." she said.

"Oh. Well, I assumed that you guys were friends." Drew said with a shrug.

"Don't assume. It just makes an ass out of you and me." Olivia said, rolling her eyes and sipping from her drink.

"That's funny, where'd you hear that?" Jason asked with a chuckle.

"I don't know, some movie or something." Olivia shrugged.

"Sounds familiar." Drew said, squinting in concentration.

"Mighta been a book." Olivia added as an afterthought, also squinting.

Jason laughed at the pair of them.

"What?" they both asked.

"You guys both do that squinting thing with your eyes when you think." Jason pointed out.

"Do not!" Drew and Olivia said.

"And you even talk together!" Jason laughed.

"Whatever." they both replied, rolling their eyes and turning away from Jason.

"You just--"

"Shut up, Jason!"


"I'm gonna kill you, dude!" Drew said as Olivia groaned,

"My God, shut up!"

"OH MY GOD I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU JUST DID THAT!" came a loud screech from the hallway.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OUT HERE?" came an even louder holler.

"Seriously, it was an----AAAH!"

There was the sound of something tearing and then a low grunt.

"Oh my God, are you okay?" Whitney's voice gasped.

"Major!" Vernon's voice yelled.

Before long, Jason, Olivia, and Drew were peaking out the door to see Major lying on the floor in a puddle of coke, half of a poster in his hand, the other half hanging off of the bulletin board on the wall next to him. Whitney was standing at his feet, slack jawed, Vernon stood there looking livid.

"Uhh, I think I broke my ass bone." Major groaned as he stood up slowly.

His left side was soaked with coke and his entire back was wet.

"What the hell were you doing?" Vernon snarled, his face almost purple.

"He dropped one of the bottles and it exploded and then he slipped and fell!" Whitney said quickly.

"I'm fucking soaked!" Major spat gesturing to his sopping side.

Whitney snickered and bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing. Major glared and then she lost it, laughing until her face was red.

"You ass." Major said, trying not to laugh himself.