Icarly Igot Detention Novels & Stories

“He’s already risking suspension for you. That’s hot.” “I have detention because of him.” He smirked. “Technically, you already had detention. He just joined you.” I blinked. “Wait how'd u know that?” “Yeah,” he said, scrolling through his phone again. “Hastings gave both of you detention for two days. It’s in the announcements group already. You’re officially detention buddies. Congratulations.” I slumped against the bench, covering my face. “Kill me.” Julian patted my shoulder dramatically. “No can do. You’re too iconic to die now.” I looked at him through my fingers. “Text me once you’re home, okay?”

The moment they saw me, they all straightened up and stared at me, as if they’d instantly formed an alliance against me. “Riley Monroe,” my history professor said, sitting down behind the desk and glaring. “Based on your awful behavior in class, I’m giving you a month of detention. And starting today, you will stay after school every day to clean the toilets on campus.” WHAT? “But I have training after school. The Hunting Season starts in a week,” I said. The history teacher slammed his hand on the table. “Are you seriously arguing with me right now? It seems you have no remorse for what you did!”

“Go on, get out of here now. And delete those selfies from your phone. Or keep them if you want—I wouldn’t mind having the evidence around.” I grabbed my bag from the chair, slinging it over my shoulder, and walked out into the hallway, my thighs sticky with cum and juices, my ass stinging with every step I took. As I headed toward the exit, I felt a small smile creep onto my lips despite everything. Detention had turned into something way better than I ever expected.

I’ll just pretend I don’t know he’s there. I left the restroom and went to the detention room. The teacher in charge wasn’t there, of course. Romeo was already there, messing with his phone. I thought phones weren’t allowed in detention. I didn’t say a word, just sat down silently at a seat far from him. I was relieved that he also pretended I didn’t exist. At least I won’t get into another fight. •~• "One week suspension for both of you, Romeo Sparks and Ivy Young," the principal announced.

A cartoon of Maddie with horns. “Kehlani?!” He opened his mouth. I stifled back a laugh. “Sir, I'm sorry.” I apologized and had to be more serious. I wouldn't want anything more days added to the detention. Detention lasted for an hour. While it was over, we were given our phones and I walked out like she wasn't there. I don't want her to talk to me because I hate her. The moment I stepped out of the library, I saw Trevor leaning by the wall.

Pure rage swept through Melissa's veins, she pulled her phone out of her pocket to see the video for herself, it really looked humiliating. Melissa looked around the hall to see if she could get her eyes on Karen or Williams but didn't find them, then it came to her they could be in detention after what they did to her. "Are they still in detention?". She stupidly asked. Still keeping her eyes on her phone, she felt the ground tumor as she silently wished it would open and swallow her, Karen and Williams. "They never go to detention" Sam hesitated before she answered, "This is not high school, besides they are fucking each other so Williams would not let anything happen to his chic".

My assistant… a kid fresh out of college, eager and stupid, he stood in the doorway clutching a folder to his chest like a shield. His face went a shade whiter when he saw mine. I must’ve looked worse than I realized. “Well?” I snapped. He flinched and swallowed hard. “Sir, uh… Velcro management just called. It’s… it’s about your son.” My stomach sank. “What about him?” “He’s, uh… causing a scene. A big one. Security couldn’t calm him down, and it, um… escalated. They’re dragging him to a detention center.” I pinched the bridge of my nose and exhaled sharply through my teeth. “Leave him there.”

My mood turned sour immediately I sighted him, his eyes skimmed to me instantly and he held my gaze I felt slightly disgusted. The flashbacks of everything that happened in school resurfaced. Because of him I keep getting trolled in the group chat, and I will be lucky not to have my name in the gossip section of the school's magazine. Crown High school gossip gists was a magazine to be dreaded because of the savageness in it. "Olivia we need to talk," he said, coming closer to me. "Are you not Minister Haidar's son?" Detective Arnold asked, looking surprised. What was he still even doing here with mum. They were both supposed to excuse me not stand here and listen to our conversations.

I called out each and every teacher, analyzed their teaching methods and in short publicly announced why they all sucked. How they found out I owned the blogsite was beyond me but I guess I brought it on myself for not coming up with something more original than TaylorWrites. Take notes future me. Anyways, Principal Alderman called me to her office and gave me detention for my entire sophomore year - the longest detention sentence ever given in the history of Little Wood High, not that I'm proud of myself for that. My parents confiscated my laptop and grounded me during the summer holidays. It did not help my sanity, if any of you were wondering.

“Just shut the…” “Miss Woods!” Fuck. Slowly, I turn to face Principal Garcia, whose gaze is cold and decisive. “You will serve detention for the rest of the week, starting today.” “But…” “No, buts,” he snaps. “This discussion is over. Go back to class.” For a moment, I don't move as what just happened begins to sink in. Dammit. Was this some type of sick joke on fate's part? Everything has been fucked since I was born, and now that I have the chance to fix it, one asshole swoops in and ruins it.