Chapter 9 Detention Meeting Part 1- Betty-Ann

(James)

Sitting in my class I watched the clock, my head slumped down on my desk while the physic teacher talking about something. Finding it trivial I opted to watch the clock waiting for the impending punishment that was awaiting me. Watching the clock tick as the hands move I slowly found myself falling asleep. This wasn't a problem for me most of the teachers didn't even try to wake me when I fall asleep. This time however before I could enter my peaceful sleep the school bell went off

"That's all for today you can all leave," the teacher said as I sighed getting out of my seat, throwing my bag over my shoulder, and walking out. Exiting the class I noticed both Carlos and Carl walking out of the class next door. They were in fifth period Spanish

"Hey guys," I said as they walked over to me

"Jay? So this is where your class is?" Carlos said looking into my classroom

"Yeah physics," I said

"Our class is next door," Carl said

"Yeah, I know. So where are you guys going?" I asked

"To your locker. We were planning on going to the Candy Bar"

"Didn't Liberty cut you off sweets?" I asked

"It's cool she's tagging along with us. You wanna tag along?" Carlos said with an elated smile

"Sorry I can't," I said

"Why not?" Carl asked

"I got detention," I said

"Detention? Who would give you detention?" Carlos asked

"Principal. She said that my chemistry teacher insisted that I receive more than a slap on the wrist for starting a fight" I sighed

"Damn" Carlos chuckled, "Giving the school genius a punishment. She's a boss"

"How long?" Carl asked

"Three hours every day for a month," I said

"Isn't that overkill?" Carlos asked

"Three weeks for the fight and one for lying to a teacher," I said letting out an unhappy sigh

"Well I guess we'll swing by your house later," Carlos said

"Sure," I said lifelessly

"Cheer up Jay, detention isn't all bad I should know," Carlos said

"We'll save you an ice cream sundae" Carl promised

"Yeah then I'll bring some comic movies and I'll even let you wear my favorite Batman mask as we watch" Carlos promised grinning at the thought of re-watching his many comic movies

"Thanks guys, but I think I'll just sleep when I get home," I said as put on a small smile.

"You sure man?" Carlos asked

"Yeah, you guys just go to the Candy Bar. I'll be okay" I said

"Okay James. See you later" Carl said

"Yeah bye guys," I said as they walked away

Sighing I walked towards the detention room's door. This was the first time I was ever given detention since I came to high school. That brought me back to when I was in elementary school so I chuckled. My many attempts at high school science back then had landed me in detention quite a few times. So what was I worried about now? Calming myself down I opened the door and walked in. Just as I expected it was just a normal classroom with lots of empty chairs. Unexpectedly the teacher in charge of detention was my chemistry teacher.

"Good afternoon Mister Taylor please take a seat," she said head buried in her work

"Sure," I said as I walked over to one of the seats in the front and sat down.

"So am I supposed to do something?" I asked

"Sit down, shut up and do something productive," she said

Five minutes passed and I just sat twiddling my thumbs before I took out my experiment book and started drawing alternative designs for my A.I. Just as I was about to finish the first draft design my pencil fell and rolled towards the door

"Great" I murmured as I got up

"No standing Mister Taylor, you'll disturb the detention" she said

"Disturb who?" I asked, "I'm the only one here"

"That's because no one is stupid enough to get detention on the second day of school except you two," she said

"You two?" I asked confused

"It's been a while hasn't it, James," a familiar voice said as she walked into the room

"Betty-Ann? Betty-Ann Turner?" I asked surprised as she giggled and picked up my pen. Betty-Ann Turner, she was the first person I ever had a crush on. The most beautiful girl in town since elementary school but now she was the definition of sexy. I almost couldn't take my eyes off her amazingly well-shaped body. She had short black hair, dark brown eyes, and naturally plump pink lips. In my eyes she was as close to perfect as you can get

"Is that all the greeting I get? It's been what four years?" she chuckled playfully as she handed me my pen

"Yeah" I laughed shyly taking the pen

"No conversation. You're still in detention" The teacher

"Yes Debby," Betty-Ann said sitting beside me

"It's Mrs. Jones to you," Mrs. Jones said

"Yes Mrs. Jones" she mocked

An hour and a half of silence passed Betty-Ann leaned over to me and whispered

"Hey, you want to get out of here?"

"We can't" I whispered back

"Why not?"

"Because the teacher's right there and we might get even more detention or worse. Suspended"

"That's if we get caught" she chuckled

"Which we will"

"No, we won't"

"What are you two whispering about?" Mrs. Jones said

"Nothing Debby," Betty-Ann said before Mrs. Jones rolled her eyes returning to her work

"See" I whispered

"Just trust me"

"Fine" I reluctantly said

"Good" she whispered with a mischievous smile

"So how are we going to get past her?" I asked

"I'm sure you can think of something" she smiled

"What? You don't even have a plan?"

"Nope none of my usual tricks work on Debby but luckily I'm stuck with the resident genius so I'm sure you can think of something"

"We could use knock out gas on her"

"Won't she wake up and then we'll be stuck here longer"

"No, I made it so that the person never wakes up"

"What!!!" She yelled horrified getting Mrs. Jones' attention as I laughed

"What are you two up to?" Mrs. Jones asked glaring at the two of us

"Nothing," we said simultaneously before she returned to her work

"What do you mean about by not waking up," she said still shocked and slightly fearful

"I was kidding" I whispered

"Not funny," she said hitting me

"Yes, it was. But I did make a knock out gas that when the person wakes up they don't remember being knocked out"

"Really?"

"Yeah, it was something I was working on over the summer. It works by-"

"James, dear, I don't care about all that science mumbo jumbo. Are you sure it works?" she asked me

"Yes. One hundred.... ninety-five...eighty percent sure" I estimated

"And you're sure it won't harm her?" she asked concerned

"One hundred percent" I smiled confidently

"Okay let's do it"

"Um Mrs. Jones," I said getting out of my seat

"Yes Mister Taylor, something I can help you with?" she asked looking up at me

"I wanted to show you something," I said

"This isn't Show and Tell return to your seat" she ordered

"Please it's for a class," I said taking out the perfume bottle

"It's a perfume I made," I said

"That is something that should be done in class. This isn't the time or place for that" she said

"But can't you at least tell how it smells," I said before spraying it in her face

"What is this-?" She asked before she fell on the table unconscious with a small thud