In a Little Green Box

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Young Adult  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is a one shot meant for one of my friends. :)
Never wrote in a guys point of view before... bare with me.

I didn't intend to stay in trouble. In fact,I tried my best to avoid trouble, butI wasstarting to think that trouble had an undeniable way of finding me. I couldn't go more than a month without ending up in the principals office, and he always said the same thing as if one time it would just hit home with me and I'd become the "better man he knew i could be."

Nobody understood, not my mom, or dad, or even my older sister, i REALLY didn't try to end up fighting with the other students, or teachers. The opportunity always just presented itself in a way that i couldnt ignore, and lets face it, i don't have the best temper in the world. So when Colby Blackburn walked in talking smack about how "fine" my older sister Celia looked in 'them jeans". My fist didnt hesitate at beaking his nose, probably in more places than one. Without anyone having to say anything to me, I picked up my stuff and escorted myself to the office. I knew the drill.

"What's it gonna be this week Rich?" I ask not even bothering to sit in the all-too-familiar plastic chair.

"Another fight?" Principal Mooney sighed leaning back in his chair.

"Suspension? Juvi? Community service?" I ignored his question. He knew what i did, there was no need to confirm.

"I cant suspend you, you'd enjoy that too much. Dentention 3 days. But, honestly Trace, Your better than all this fighting. Report to detention after school and maybe when you come back you'll be the better man that i know you can be." He lectured.

I've heard it so many times i could recite it back to him. Richard Mooney has been principal for 6 years now. He has a differentapproach at handling alot of situations. We've become quite familiar with each other over the past 4 years ive spent here. He swears he's not going to kick me out because he know's that one day he can "get to me." I'm glad he thinks that because my mom would absolutely lose her mind if i got kicked out of school. Without so much as a goodbye or a dismissal i head back to what was left of my history class. I ignored the staring eyes as i walked to the back of the class to my regular perch and popped in my headphones waiting for the bell to ring.


Clark Reynolds, the usual detention teacher who was just hired 2 years ago to be head football coach always had it out for me. All the girls went wild for him and all the athletic junkies worshipped his every step. I, on the otherhand, had never been quite so warm to him. He was goodlooking and he knew it; cockiness is another thing that really sets my temper blazing. So i was expecting the worst. Three other detention regulars had already walked in when he came through the door, hitting me feet and making them fall from the top of the desk next to me to the ground.

"Clark." I acknowledged.

"Its Mr. Reynolds, Trace. Keep your feet on the floor." He took his seat. I had made sure to sit front and center. No reason to give Clark any suspicions. A few more students showed up, late; givng them an extra day of detention.

"Whats on our agenda today?" I smirked finally breaking the silence.

"Your all going to write an essay describing to me why you did what you did to get you put in here." He said getting up and handing out paper to the 7 of us. Uninterested in writing an essay i began to doodle on my sheet of paper. I had just about finished my fire breathing dragon when then door open and a blonde girl walked through. She smiled at Clark and gave a half wave.

"Hey." He mouthed and smiled in her direction. She silently made her way to the seat next to me and sat down. She was pretty, and too young to be the love interest of Clark, but too old to be his daughter. I had no idea who she was but Clark didnt seem surprised she was here.

Submitted: April 22, 2012

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Your story is short, but I sincerely found the toughness of your character enjoyable. I will be looking to see more of your work. The power of a character can drive a story. You show promise in this direction.

Sun, April 22nd, 2012 10:26pm


Thank you. I added more. Progressively i will be adding more as i get time to write. Keep checking in :)

Sun, April 22nd, 2012 11:02pm

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