Be The Life Of The Party [open]

make your best mistakes because we don't have the time to be sorry baby be the life of the party.  I'm telling you to take your shot it might be scary.

Sleepy eyes started to close as his head fell hard and hit the desk. Poor kid had been up all night studying or at least that is what he told his teacher when she asked why he was tired. In fact he had been out with a few friends in town half the night, but he obviously could not use that as a excuse. After having about 4 hours of sleep he was in no way prepared to sit through several classes and keep his eye open. Of course the teacher didn't believe his excuse because he was always making excuses as to why he was tired or why he didn't show up to class the previous day.



After that first class had ended he quickly sneaked up back to his dorm hoping to get a bit of shut eye and then maybe return to his classes later. As luck would have it though one of his teachers caught him red handed trying to skip class and set him up with a detention. James already had one to many detentions from skipping class and was informed that his parents would be contacted about his behavior. That was just what he needed, his mother calling him all upset trying to figure out what was going on in his hand. On the other hand his father wouldn't care and would probably only show interest when his mother scolded him for not showing enough interest.



So after all that he was forced back to attend the rest of his classes and would have to report to the library and spend his detention reshelving books. Surprisingly he spent a lot of time in the library but it wasn't because he liked to read, he spent time here because it was usually where he served his time in detention. This wasn't his first rodeo after all.



He had half a mind to start shelving books in random places, but he knew someone would figure it out and then he would just be sent back here to fix it all or given a harsher sentence. As he placed the last book on the shelf he cracked his knuckles and let out a sigh of a job well done. Taking a seat at a empty table he took a couple pieces of scrap paper turning them into airplanes and shooting them into the near by trashcan out of boredom. Knowing full well he would be being watched for the next couple of days and had to somewhat behave himself. So there was no going out tonight.