A loud bell rang throughout the halls and classrooms of Ponyville High School.
Ponies from all different classrooms flooded the hallways of the school as the final bell stopped ringing, and went silent. For most of the students, another day of school was over. It was also Friday, which created a bigger than usual rush in the hallways and classrooms. They could all finally go home, relax, hang with friends, stay up late, and do whatever they wanted.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case for a few unlucky ponies. The thing known as 'afternoon detention' had been a constant plague for a few students.
After gathering all their things from their lockers, all the students headed out the front doors of the school. Only three stayed behind, who had to go to a certain classroom located in the back of the school. It was one of most feared rooms in the entire school, next to the study hall room, which was also notorious for many fights and whatnot.
In the room sat the three said ponies. One was a bulky, muscular, brown stallion with a long, dark blonde mane. His nose had a little bit of dried up blood on it, and a bunch of white bandages wrapped around it. Next to him was a skinny, not so muscular yellow stallion with a short white mane.
Behind them was a mare known as Berry Punch. She was a purple mare, with a short, dark purple mane. She loved to wear her chain necklace, and he leather jacket every day. Her left cheek was a tad swollen, with a small bandage on it. She also had two piercings in her right ear and a small on one her chin. Most ponies found the piercings to be revolting, but Berry didn't mind. She just tried to ignore most of the comments made by other ponies. It wasn't easy, but she managed to control herself... Sometimes.
Two of the three ponies looked angry. The bulky stallion looked back at Berry, giving her an evil glare. The skinny pony just looked at the board with his hooves on his face. He didn't have anything to do with the fight.
Berry returned the glare with a stare just as evil.
She could notice all the ponies outside the room, and in the hallway. Some of them were trying to sneak a peek inside the room to see who would be next week's number one ponies to make fun of...
The two stared until moments later, a tall mare opened the door. The stallion's head shot back around to look at the mare, and Berry just stopped glaring at the colt.
"Alright students, welcome to afternoon detention." The mare said, shutting the door behind her. She was holding a piece of paper in her left hoof. She trotted to a desk in the front of the room, and sat down in the chair behind it. The mare placed the paper on the desk, and turned her attention to the three ponies sitting in the room.
"As some of you might know..." The mare stared straight at Berry. Berry's face was all too familiar in this room. "My name is Mrs. Gillsworth, and i'll be here to make sure none of you misbehave during detention." Mrs. Gillsworth put her hooves on the table, looking at the piece of paper.
"Now, to make sure everypony is where they should be." She looked at the three names on the piece of paper, and called them out one by one.
"Will?" Mrs. G looked around the room.
"Here." The bulky stallion replied, looking down at the desk and rolling his eyes. Most of the time, Will would always bully Berry. He didn't think she'd ever get physical and hit him right in the snout.
"Marc?"
"H-Here." The skinny one replied. It was clear that this was his first time in detention. Usually, he was able to get his homework in on time. However, a few issues came along and he couldn't finish any of it in time. Hence why he would be in detention.
"Berry..."
"Totally not here." A faint reply came from the back of the room where Berry was sitting. The two stallions couldn't help but crack a smile, knowing she'd be in more trouble.
"Alright then, since your not here, you can come in two hours early on Monday morning for morning detention to make up for it." She replied boldly, writing down a note on the piece of paper.
Berry rolled her eyes in response. She was used to being in trouble all the time.
"Well, Berry, since this is the third time you've been in trouble for starting a fight..." Mrs. G glared at Berry. "You can write down this rule as many times as you can from the start of detention, to the end of detention."
Up on the board, a message written in marker showed: "I will never again start fights on and off school grounds."
Before Berry had a chance to finish reading the board, Mrs. Gillsworth had already trotted over to her desk and dropped a notebook, and a pencil on to the desk. Along with it was a small pencil sharpener. Without saying a word, Mrs. G trotted back to her desk, and sat back down in the seat.
Will couldn't help but snicker at Berry's punishment. However, Mrs. G could clearly hear his snickering and laughing.
"Your not off the hook either, Will." Mrs. Gillsworth's eyes shot over to Will, who was no longer snickering.
"I want you to write me a two page essay on why you shouldn't fight." Mrs. G said.
"Yes, m'am." Will ripped out a piece of paper from his notebook, and began to sharpen a pencil (both of which had been concealed under the desk).
"Afternoon detention will start right now." She stated before opening a newspaper and beginning to read the first line of text.
I fucking hate you, Will. You should be glad I stopped hitting you when I did. Berry thought to herself. As a sixteen year old, Berry's hormones were starting to get in the way of things. She would get mad at the slightest things, and stay mad for hours. The recent school fight she started didn't help anything, either.
She kept thinking about that fight over and over again. Thinking of why Will had to be such a dick that day...
30 Minutes Earlier
Will was trotting to his locker after just coming out from Algebra II class. Will was mare like a magnet that attracted all the eleventh grade mares... Except Berry. Berry couldn't stand him. They hated each other with a passion.
And wouldn't you know it, Berry's locker was just a few lockers away from Will's.
It's as if Celestia just didn't want Berry to escape the clutches of that damn stallion. It was like a curse that never ended. It was like a little rain cloud was always hanging over her head.
Berry, who was currently grabbing a few books out of her locker, noticed Will approaching his locker. She knew exactly what was about to happen...
Suddenly, with no warning, Will's hoof slammed down on the books in her hooves, paper flying in every direction. He taunted her by laughing loud enough for the entire hallway to hear.
Yup, she was right. It happened.
So much had built up inside Berry, she was on the verge of crying. She was literally holding back tears as the scenario in progress was unfolding into a humiliating, and torturous experience.
As she bent down to pick up the paper and books, Will started to tug on her ear piercing, which caused a loud yelp to escape Berry's mouth. She tried to ignore the whole thing, but it was virtually impossible.
Just when Berry thought things could get way, way worse, she heard hoofsteps approaching from behind her.
"Let go of her, Will." The stallion said, sternly. That voice was so familiar... She couldn't think of who it was. Her mind was more focused on escaping the embarrassing situation that was happening right now.
"And what are you gonna do if I don't?" Will replied. "You gonna use your magic faggot powers on me?" He chuckled.
"You know damn well i'm not a faggot, shit for brains." The stallion replied.
"Oh, i'm so scared! You called me a no-no name!" Will teased, treating him like a child. He let go of Berry's piercing, and let her plop down on the floor.
"Fine, I let the worthless sack of shit down. Now what?" Will asked.
Before the stallion had a chance to respond, a hoof came up from the floor and landed smack dab in the middle of Will's snout. Not only was it a punch, it was a hard one as well. It was enough to break Will's nose on contact.
"Fuck!" Will put a hoof to his nose in response to the vicious blow.
By now, a couple of ponies had stopped to watch the situation going on. They whispered to each other, talking about how Berry was always going through this every day. Finally, she had stood up for herself.
Berry stood up quickly, getting right in Will's face. "I'm so fucking tired of your bullshit. You can go fuck yourself and die, you fucking jerk!" Berry's blood was boiling. She was so pissed off and angry. In fact, she could have been enough to diagnose her with high blood pressure right then and there.
"Well, well, well. Look who's talking." Will's snout was bleeding, and drops of blood fell to the floor, one after another. "I'm so intimidated that you punched me. You must be so fucking tough." Will laughed, unaware of how badly his nose was injured.
"Try me." Berry glared at Will.
By now, the stallion who had tried to help Berry was galloping into a classroom, warning one of the teachers about a possible fight that was about to happen.
"Try what? Try not to catch any diseases from you? You've probably fucked every stallion here, filthy whore."
That was it. That was the last straw. Berry didn't want to resort to violence, but it was the only she could prove what she was capable of.
"I'll fucking kill you!" Berry lunged at Will tacking him to the ground with much force. One of the tiles actually cracked from how forceful the fall was.
In response, Will punched her right in the cheek, and pushed her off of him. He sent her flying on to the floor with a loud thud. Berry lied there, trying to get up. However, before she could, a teacher came out of the classroom, and observed what was going on. She was shocked to find so much blood and violence going on.
"Will!" She shouted at him. Seeing that Berry looked injured, she trotted over to check on her condition. "Principal's office, now! She shouted at him. Will trotted off, giving a Berry a dirty look as he passed her.
"Berry, are you okay?" She asked.
Berry was able to stand on her own. She rubbed her cheek, making a hissing sound as she rubbed it. It did sting a little, but she would be okay.
"Let's get you to the nurse's office." Berry was escorted by the teacher to the nurse's office, which was located in the same room as the principal's office.
There would be a lot of explaining to do to find out exactly what happened...
3 Hours Later
Before Berry knew it, detention was over. She had written down the same rule almost five hundred times.
Mrs. G trotted over to Berry's desk to check on her progress. She was pleased with how she was coming along. After trotting back to the desk, she erased the entire board, and faced the three ponies.
"Alright, students. Afternoon detention is over. Will, Berry, please hand in your work on the way out."
The three ponies stood up. Marc trotted out the door, picking up his saddlebag on the way out. Finally, I thought that was gonna never end. He thought to himself.
Berry and Will handed in they're work, and put it on the desk. Will was surprisingly nervous. Around most ponies, they never see this side of Will. He tried to act more cool more than anything.
Mrs. G took the papers and looked over them for a second. "Good." She said. "You may go now." She continued where she left off on the newspaper. She laid back in her chair, and read the last of the paper.
Berry opened the door and trotted out, not letting the door stay open for Will. She simply ignored him, and trotted down the hall to the front of the school.
They both split off from each other so they wouldn't have to go out the same door. Berry took the side exit, and Will went through the front, never once speaking a single syllable to her.
After Berry exited the school, she went straight home. It was already too late to go hang out with anypony, She'd be lucky to stop her friend's house and chat for a while.
Thankfully, tomorrow was Saturday. Berry knew she'd be able to make up for lost time tomorrow. Though she wasn't sure what to do tomorrow. Surely there will be ponies who would make fun of her for being in detention.
As Berry returned home, she stood in front of the door, her head hung low. She turned the door handle, and opened the door.
"What a jolly fucking day..." Berry sighed, and trotted inside the house, slamming the door behind her.
