Detention

After last period, I grabbed my things and headed over to detention. When I walked in, I saw why Anna laughed and said I would have company. Apparently Max had detention that day as well. As soon as he saw me, I heard a familiar groan.

“Fuck.” Max said rolling his eyes “this fuckin’ asshole.”

I took a seat a few desks away from Max. There was one other stoner dude named Chris who was in there as well. He was wearing a biker jacket and torn gray jeans with high top sneakers. He had long black hair. His book bag had a Motorhead patch sewn on it. The room seemed unstable due to the fact that I kept noticing Max glancing at me and shaking his head in disapproval.

Mr. Holmes babysat us for detention. He was one of the more laid back teachers at the school. He sort of looked like a wannabe MTV veejay who didn’t get the job.

“All right fellas, thirty five minutes of good behavior and hopefully we won’t have this experience again. Except for you Grabowski.”  He said.

“Why are you singling me out?” Max exclaimed.

“Because you apparently haven’t learned when to keep your mouth shut.” He said.

Max rolled his eyes.

So several minutes passed and I started on some of my homework. While I was reading my two chapters of my history textbook, I noticed that Max was writing and mumbling in a notebook. He was tapping his pen feverishly, almost like a punk rock beat. He started to quietly read aloud.

“You cannot shut us down, were going downtown…downtown….hmmm.”

“We’ll beat you in the ground.” I chimed in as I continued to read.

“What?” Max asked.

“We’ll beat you in the ground. Instead of were going downtown. Makes a better lyric..” I said.

“Maybe.” He said suspiciously. “How you know I was writing a song, unicorn?”

“It’s obvious. By the way, can you call me David, since you already know what my name is. I haven’t looked like a unicorn since that first time at Medusas.” I said slightly annoyed.

“Pfff… OK, fruitcake.  How’s that?”

I stared blankly at him.

“You know what bugs me? Everyone treats you like you’re some kind of Golden Child.  When we came into the scene, we feared and respected people who were around before us and they busted our balls over and over again until we earned their respect.” Max said. “But here comes this goofy lookin’ fruit cake unicorn who got into this shit through MTV and Violet treats you like a fucking delicate puppy, meanwhile she does nothing but shit on me and my friends.”

“She treats you like a little brother.” I said.

“What does that make you?  Her pet?” Max said.

“I think it makes me her friend.”

Max laughed hysterically.

“Grabowski!” Holmes scolded

“Sorry.” Max apologized to Holmes.

“Nope, truthfully. She told me herself.” I said looking up from my textbook.

“I’m sure she did.  She’s gonna lose interest in you.  That’s what she does, ya know.”

“What? How’s is that?” I said.

“Trust me.  Ask Spencer about her history.  Hell, ask your new fan club.  Anna especially will tell you what Violet’s like.  She’s known her her whole life.”

“Fan club?  Because I hang with Anna and James. I can do that. They can do that. You can hang with me as well. I have nothing against you. Both Anna and James keep telling me you’re an all right guy.

“Really?”

“Really.” I said.

“Really?  You would give me permission to hang out with a fruity video room poser?” Max said with a sarcastic smirk. “Look, I’m sure you’re an alright guy, but you need a lot of help.  Not just with your fashion choices, but your taste in women too.”

“You mean Violet?  Because….”

“No, I mean that 708er you hang out with.  That girl is a first class, go nowhere poser.”

I contemplated what Max was saying and stayed silent.

“Look man, if you wanna hang out, we can hang out, but we’re gonna have to lay down some rules about your girlfriend.  She can’t get lippy with our friends.  Anna’s gonna bust open her lip or something.”

“Ok.” I said with a look of shock.  “Can I ask you to stop calling me ‘unicorn’?”

“Sure.  I can’t speak for Alex. He’s like a loose cannon.” Max answered.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.” I said.

“OK, fruitcake.” He said with a sarcastic smirk. “Ok. So, you and that 708er, you guys, you know?” Max said as he moved his finger in and out of his other hand, the universal gesture for screwing.

“I’m not gonna tell you that!”

“Ok, ok, sorry. Just making friendly conversation!” Max said. “Alex is gonna ask.  All the time.”

“How about you? Aren’t you with some girl as well? Getting any?” I said sarcastically.

“Oh yeah. Like constantly.”

“Right.”

“Really. I get it so much I need a break some times.”

As we went back and forth Mr. Holmes dismissed us . I got up and grabbed my bag. I told Max that I’ll see him around. As I started walking down the hall, I heard him call me.

“Unicorn..errr I mean David, errr.. fruitcake.” He said.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“You  coming to Medusas this weekend?  Life Sentence is playing in the rock room.  You should check them out.  They’re one of my favorites.”

“I ‘m planning on it. I’m going with my friend Jason.” I said.

“Ok. Cool.” Max said fist bumping me. “Listen, there’s gonna be a bunch of straight edge bands playing too.”

“Straight edge?”

“Yeah, there’s gonna be a lot of skinheads there.  Hold Me Back and Bring It Down are on tour from New York and Striking Order is opening, so all of Terror Crew is going to be there and Anna told me about your little run in with those guys.”

“I think everything is OK now.” I answered

“Alright, see you there.” Max said as he walked away.

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