I put the pictures in here just so we made sure we always had a visual. Crystal's alarm went off at six a.m. like it usually did. It was Saturday... Why was she spending her afternoon on a Saturday doing anything but preparing for the track meet she had that evening? Oh yeah because Heather. Her friend got caught smoking a blunt in the back and Crystal took the rest of the weed and kept it on her person so Heather wouldn't get expelled. She herself was smart enough to keep her stashes (when she had them, which was hardly ever nowadays) in better spots. She groaned and sat up. It was way too cold for this bullshit today. As she got dressed, she could hear her parents yelling at one another. Her father went to bed at an irrationally early hour and got up just the same. Her mother was a little more normal, but it still seemed outrageous to the teenager. Either way, the shouts were enough for her to decide there was no way in Hell she was going out of the house through the front door. Her backpack was under the bed along with everything else that meant anything to her. If her parents saw anything she had that she liked, it would be gone faster than she could say the Lord's Prayer. She cringed at the thought and grabbed her backpack. Its contents were simply one notebook, a bag of Doritos, and two cans of Coke. There was more in her locker too if she needed it. Sometimes when her parents didn't feed her she literally lived off of Coke and Doritos because it was cheap and damn they were good. Sometimes good food was expensive, and it wasn't a luxury she was afforded a lot. At six-thirty, after being lazy and taking longer than usual, Crystal jumped out of her bedroom window and headed to school... Detention of all things. The walk was a quick one. She didn't do any running to get there because she didn't want to get there sooner than absolutely necessary, but when she did finally appear in the library she was surprised to see Andrew there. Since they were both in the jock social circle, they actually spent quite a bit of time together outside of the halls. "What'd you do this week?" she asked as she took a seat at the table across the aisle from his. Her headphones fell out of her flannel pocket and she put them and her Walkman away. "Thought after last week you weren't pulling anything anymore?" ------------- Andrew didn't do it this time. His conscience was still eating him alive after what he did the week before. What he'd actually done was be lookout while one of his buddies went into their math teacher's classroom and stole the answer key to the latest test. Vernon started to come towards them, and Andrew just hadn't run fast enough... he still hadn't really done anything. His dad wasn't that angry this time. Vernon had already assured him this wouldn't show up on his permanent record if he did it again. He wasn't even that upset about the detention this time because of how well the last one turned out. That was a huge emotional whirlwind for all of them, and he still talked to Allison a lot. They hadn't really hit it off, but he did take her out. His father dropped him off with a sigh and left him there. Andy stared up at the foreboding infrastructure and walked in. It was exactly the same. He sighed and stopped by his locker to get a notebook in case Vernon had the do another stupid essay. He had a feeling Brian wouldn't be there to do theirs for them this time. Andy had to admit he did like the way the last one turned out... He was also curious if Bender would show up. Vernon sentenced him to what, nine, detentions back to back? If he were Bender, Andy didn't think he would ever show up to them. Then again, he didn't know why he hadn't stopped at three when he had the opportunity. He was the first one to show up and sighed as he took the same seat he'd taken the week before. He wasn't sitting for long when Crystal came in, much to his surprise. "Dylan had me watch out for him while he tried to get the key to the math test. Didn't make it out of that one," he answered, rubbing his hand over the back of his neck. "What about you?" "I covered for Heather, had her weed stash on me. Least I don't have to walk too far to get to the track instead of coming from home." "I'll stick around after with you if you don't wanna wait alone."