Thread Roulette: JD, Spencer, Lani, and Piper

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The Breakfast Club

[JD Paerson]

Detention.

JD looked at the slip in his hand. Instead of spending his weekend running around the school and darting into town for a couple treats, he had to sit in detention. Okay, not the entire weekend. But Saturday was out. And that was half of the weekend gone, right there.

He walked into the library and pulled out a chair, slumping into it. No one else was in the room yet, though he assumed he couldn't be the only one who was going to be here today.

He hadn't had detention like this before. Generally it was just, "Go to this room for a couple hours after school," and you were out of there. But this time, apparently, something more drastic had been required.

JD wasn't entirely sorry, though. Realistically, you expected to get in trouble if you were ever caught out on the senior prank. And this year's prank had been epic--JD had managed to toilet paper the field while some people were out forking the football field. Then, just to top it all off, they'd found some cows and released them in the school, numbered 1, 2, and 4.

It had been a lot of fun to wath. Until, of course, Dr. Neville came by and gave everyone a big speech about how he was really disappointed in the school and the lack of respect that the students had.

Even that was nothing compared to the personal talking-to JD'd received once he'd been revealed as one of the culprits. He still cringed whenever he thought of that conversation in front of the staff members, Dr. Neville giving him a very sincere look of disappointment while Mr. Tonaya just shook his head and frowned. And Mr. Tonaya didn't frown...it wasn't in his nature.

And now, to top it all off...detention. And probably an essay to go on top of it.

As JD sat in the hard wooden seat and started tapping his pencil on the desk, he wondered who else would be in here with him, and what they could have done to have landed them in such a horrible place.

[Lani Hunter]

When Lani woke early to catch his alarm in the morning every fiber of his being was asking if he should really get up. He had never been one for rules but something about being dragged out of bed on a Saturday morning seemed better than what had happened the last time he tried to skip out on something like this. It was more that clear now that the staff was keeping a careful eye on him. He had started to get knocks on his door about skipping class and he was sure that they were checking for his position at random points in time. It was getting annoying he had legitimately not tried to break out of the school for a full week now. He rolled up into a sitting position and without thinking chose a shirt and pants without leaving his bed. It was dangerous for him to use his power so much, he knew, the migraines were getting worse not better.

Lani stood and dressed stepping into his boots on his way out and on a whim taking the lock picking kit they hadn't confiscated, because they hadn't found it, and put it in his pocket. Who knows everything could come in handy. The first time he had ever been caught here he had managed to get away but the checked beds and determined he was the one breaking out and they searched his room finding thankfully nothing of importance. However when he got back they ambushed him and got one of his lock sets. That had been the worst moment of his life the full security force of Hammel had come down on him. When he tried to get out again they stopped him and he spent a night in the security office wearing handcuffs. That had been a terrible experience. But how could Lani explain that he had a problem with adrenaline and sticky fingers? How could he explain that he felt trapped in a place most people felt freed?

Lani shook his head wearily and shuffled toward the library taking his time and intending to be late just to spite them. But with the world working against him he slipped through the door a few minutes early. He hated the library, not because of the books but for all of the potential projectiles in the room. He had actually been kicked out the first time he was in here for using his power. But if one could believe this was even worse than the first time. Yes he had better and more control, but his power didn't always listen and would act on its own a lot more especially when he had a massive headache. On top of the fact he was tired and angry for being here his power was a dry kindle just waiting for a spark.

He wondered if there would be other people here, that at least would make it not as unpleasant. He rounded the corner and saw another person... one of his roommates to be exact. He blinked in shock and it took him a little while to recover. He hadn't heard anyone moving this morning. But then he had been passed out last night. "Hey," he said softly and flopped into one of the hard wooden chairs. Lani was not enthusiastic about being here he could think of a million other things he could be doing right now, like planning or perhaps even training. Or both at the same time. He yawned and leaned back crossing his arms.

[Spencer Ellis]

Spencer and detention are not words that go together. The girl was nothing but well behaved; she had never even stuck a toe out of line before. If this is the case, you may be wondering why she’s standing reluctantly in front of the door now. Let me assure you that it’s not for anything that she did, but for some stupid stunt that one Samuel Rixon had pulled at the encouragement of his best friend. Being the sweet girl that she is, she stepped forward and took the blame for the chaos he had caused. (I won’t go into detail; I’ll just say that it ended in one hell of a mess.) Spencer could put up with one day in detention if it was for Sammy.

So come morning, she'd rolled out of bed and went through her normal ritual. Hair straightened, teeth brushed, a comfy outfit pulled out of her closet, and she was out the door with her notebook in one arm and the detention slip in the other. Spencer normally spent a lot of time in the library, even though her favorite place to study was the student lounge, but she felt so entirely different entering the library today when she was supposedly there for punishment purposes.

Sucking in a deep breath, the blonde slowly pushed open the door. Spence didn't have a clue of what to expect when it came to detention; the only image in her mind was of walking into a room full of teenagers acting like rowdy monkeys. Images of them swinging from the ceiling, throwing chairs around, breaking windows, and other such madness. What she saw, however, was something much more tame than that. There were only two boys sitting quietly in their chairs and thank goodness, because no one was acting like a wild animal.

She quietly mader her way to a seat as far away from the boys as possible. They gave off the troublemaker aura that Spencer had generally tried to avoid. (At least until Sammy had come into her life.) There was no telling what they had done to earn themselves a trip to detention and she was perfectly okay with not knowing. Her only intentions for the day were to spend a few quiet hours working on her homework. To be honest, she was terrified of this situation.

[Piper Crumin]

Despite the fact that Piper always tried to keep a low-profile and never really engaged with anyone, she was in detention. Despite the fact that Piper never did anything that was even close to bending the rules, she was in detention. Despite Piper's quiet but antisocial demeanor, she was in detention.

Though her attitude towards people in Vermont was so much nicer than it had been in Chicago or even in Washington, Piper Crumin had gotten detention. Her dad wasn't going to like this much.

Piper often went for runs around town. Unlike most people, this was when she could climb up the sides of buildings and jump and flip and walk across telephone wires, the rubber soles of her shoes keeping her safe. It had been during one of these runs that she had stopped at a small store for some water. When paying for it, a teenager behind her had said something that kicked Piper back into the mentality she had in Chicago. The "I'm-not-going-to-pretend-like-I-didn't-hear-that" mentality.

With her teeth gritted she flipped backwards, her hand on the man's shoulder as her body twisted in the air, and her foot came down, hitting him hard between the shoulders. His body flew forward as hers landed softly on her feet. She smirked, and the older and larger teenager stood up, wiping some blood from the corner of his mouth. His lips were twisted in disgust, but his eyes were wide with horrified surprise. She pushed her hair out of her face with one hand and turned to leave but as she reached the door, she heard his footsteps behind her. Piper slid to the side of the doorway, letting the teenager stumble into the air that Piper had once been in. After this her feet found surface against the wall of the building, and she shot off like a rocket toward her abuser, (who was quickly becoming the abused) grabbing his arm, helping his loss in balance and let him fall to the ground hard.

There was a few more punches and kicks thrown, but the fight landed her in Dr. Neville's office, giving her a talk that she had to cross her arms at and think really hard at him about how he was being unfair. Detention was inevitable after that. And now, the fifteen-year-old dragged herself into the library, grumbling. The older kid had started it anyway. She pushed open the door to her prison for the day, her blue eyes darting around the large room. There were two guys sitting next to each other, and a girl sitting on the far side of the library. It was obvious that they were all older than her. She shoved a hand through her heavy brown hair, only for it to fall back into her blue eyes.

She took a breath and raised a hand in greeting to them all, and then walked quickly and quietly to a seat near the girl. Timidly, she looked over at the pretty blond girl and gave a small smile.

"Hi. I'm Piper," she said softly, "Crumin," she added quickly.

[JD Paerson]

JD looked up when the door opened. His roommate, Lani, walked in, glanced around, and came over to take a seat.

"Hey," JD said in response. "So what're you in for?" He hadn't known Lani for very long--he'd just gotten switched into the new dorm room at the beginning of the year--but he was a cool enough guy. He didn't shoot out random sparks of fire, so that was always a plus.

The door opened again and a blond girl walked in. JD couldn't remember her name, but he vaguely remembered her face. As he recalled, she was one of the goody-goodies. Why in the world was she in here? No way a girl like that gets put in detention for anything she did. JD leaned over to Lani.

"You know why she's here? She doesn't seem the type to end up in trouble. Ever."

And, of course, just as he was saying that, in came a tiny girl who took a seat by the first. Boys against girls was the way this looked to be dividing up. The little one JD didn't recognize at all.

This appeared to be the entire group, since five more minutes ticked on by with no one else showing up. JD pulled out a piece of paper and began to scribble on it. He stopped halfway through writing a word, then crumpled up the paper and chucked it behind him. He pulled out another piece of paper, started drawing a picture, crumpled the paper, and threw it behind him. Then he looked at the trash can located on the far side of the room. He crumpled up a piece of paper and took a long shot, aiming for the can.

[Lani Hunter]

Lani shrugged at the question and made a half laugh, "Apparently they are very serious about curfew here." He replied giving no more detail than that. "How about you?" He asked curiously. He never really talked to JD all that much but in passing he was curious about him. Lani glanced at the notebook he had and wondered quietly if he should have brought something to do. He had intended to go back to sleep. But if not there had to be something he could find to read or do here. He checked the clock on the wall realizing that only a few minutes had passed. He resisted the urge to groan and slam his head on the desk. Cause that would certainly help his headache.

He glanced up following JD's gaze and cocking his head to one side analyzing her. She certainly didn't seem like the type that belonged here. Lani on one hand was surprised that this was only his first time here but then they must be extremely strict in order to deem whatever this apparently innocent girl had done to warrant the same punishment as what he had done and presumably what JD had done. Lani shook his head not taking his eyes off the door as another new comer entered. "Not a clue," he answered, "I was just thinking the same thing." He looked at the other girl unsure of what to make of her. She didn't radiate the innocence of the other girl but on the other hand she didn't exactly say troublemaker.

Lani wasn't sure what to make of the mixed group, he knew that he looked and acted like he belonged here, JD he didn't know very well but he knew enough to know that he probably played a trick. The other girl looked like she belonged more in a mall than in a meta library attending detention. The youngest girl looked nervous and out of place. Lani narrowed his eyes his mind trying to work through the people and the postures they adopted. They were separated and it was clear that the older girl wanted nothing to do with JD or Lani. He nodded his head slightly at the girl who waved. Well this was going to be buckets of fun. He eyed the pages that JD was making into projectiles his eyes following their path to the ground. His power for some reason was strangely attracted to projectiles. His mental hands grabbed at the paper on the floor and rolled it around a little bit until a flash of pain made him wince and the paper regain stillness.

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