Dear Reader,

Today for the first time in my 12-year academic career, I’m in detention. 

Why? Long story, but the short version is I ate my teacher’s apple. 

It’s only been 15 minutes and I already want to leave. I could be taking a nap right now or eating ice cream, but I still think that apple was good, so it’s okay.

There are two other students in here, one is staring at the wall – what a champ! The other is doing homework.  He honestly looks like he’s in 7th grade…sorry if you are reading this, young-looking-homework-doing student.

I feel bad for the teacher supervising us, he just has to sit here and watch these thugs every day.  He is the G.O.A.T.

My hand is already cramping a bit, but it’s honestly passing time.

It’s now 3:20…time sure flies when you’re having fun.

I’m trying to write about life-changing things, but the most exciting thing to happen is that I finished my Spanish homework. This is nothing like The Breakfast Club!

I want you to read this part out loud so everyone hears it…”I AM NOT A THUG!”

If anyone replies with a sarcastic comment, just take their jacket or applesauce, the apple option is always a good way to go.

It has now been 23 minutes. This is so boring. I can’t even think of anything to make the time go by.  It’s dead silent in here.  I can hear the wind outside.

My mom and dad said they never got a detention, which I find crazy because they are the most extroverted people I know…and I…well…I am a hardcore introvert.

All I know is that my little sister has some big shoes to fill. She told her friends that I have a detention because I ate an apple…they weren’t impressed.

I’m running out of things to talk about so I will talk about my dog. He is really chubby and likes food… a lot. He will be 13 April 6th, also the one year of my tattoo. My family is getting worried though because he has been limping on his back right leg, I can’t imagine not having him around to eat my vegetables.

Yay, we made it to 3:30. I’m halfway there! Nothing amazing has happened yet, but “never say never”- Justin Bieber.

Currently, I am thinking about my phone. All the snaps I am not opening, tweets I’m not seeing. This is actually pure torture, I was scared of getting beaten up or something like in the movies, but I REALLY MISS MY PHONE 🙁

The air conditioning, or whatever, has stopped and there is a weird humming, and the teacher’s typing is kind of annoying but also soothing. I feel as though time is slowing down. It has only been three minutes! Nope, make that four.

I found out what the humming is, it’s the projector.

One of the rules on the teacher’s board is to not be annoying.  Detention is annoying.

Never again will I eat a teachers apple, or fruit or food in my lifetime, but like I have said before, the apple was worth it. I’m supposed to be doing work, but I am basically doing an Eagle Eye assignment so…

When I was given a detention, I was honestly more scared of Mr. Rhoades calling me “Ms. Watson” than anything else.

My handwriting has gotten sloppier since I started writing, but I will continue on!! It is two minutes until 3:40, I have been writing for a long time.

I don’t know why people do stupid stuff, this is really terrible….oh wait, I did stupid stuff….

I am honestly a Pulitzer Prize writer because this is high-quality content.

Nobody can top this, this is too good; other student news sites don’t have this coverage. Yeah, they might have a star basketball player, but do they have an “Inside Detention” reporter? NOPE! Top that BA BluePrint!

It’s 3:42 and I need an after school snack…oh 3:43 now!

I feel like this deserves a place in Stardust. My English teacher would be shook! I should really consider getting this published because the more I write, the better it gets. Adam Zook who? All I know of is Olivia Watson.

3:45. The one kid who was staring at the wall moved. Phew. I thought he was dead. JK, but I actually thought he was sleeping with his eyes open.

A girl just walked in and she is talking to the teacher. I forgot what talking sounds like! Her bf is here too and I didn’t know he talked tbh.

It is almost 3:50, three minutes till…

I miss my dog, he is probably freaking out that I am not home to give him his daily hug.

I still hope you are reading this because my fingers are numbish. My handwriting sucks right now but it’s for Eagle Eye.

HOLY CRAP it’s 3:50!!!! That is great, even greater because I have to walk home in the cold. 

“Don’t do anything that gets you kicked out over something stupid!” – an actual rule.

So I was testing out senior quotes and for next year, how about: “The apple was worth it! Thanks!” ?!?! It’s a work in progress.

A kid is legit reading a book, how smart. Someone just came in and is talking about track and field with the teacher, and it’s keeping me occupied.

It’s 3:54! Maybe he will get G.O.A.T x2 and let us out at 3:59, doubt it though.

Honestly, this wasn’t too bad, but 30/10 don’t recommend.

3:55. I really want Chick-fil-A, their waffle fries sound good, and some Chick-fil-A original sauce…YES!!

I have fo…three minutes. GOD FREAKING BLESS!!

Well, I wrote my hand off, but it was fun. The Breakfast Club moment didn’t happen, kinda mad.

The teacher is talking smack on track kids. This is really funny! There are grooves in my fingers. They are numb and cold.

It is 4:00, why aren’t they saying we can go? Plz help us…

OH WAIT, HE FINALLY TOLD US WE CAN LEAVE!

Sincerely yours,

Olivia Watson