<strong>James - Detention Hall</strong><br/><br/>He resisted the urge to laugh at her precaution. She obviously took detention very seriously, if he didn't. He had been here quite a bit, and knew that very few of the supervisors actually cared about what the detentees did while they were in the hall. Ah, well, she was probably right. He was, after all, just an average student, with grades only just above the average level, so he wouldn't be afforded anything special if he was caught, for good or for bad. He wasn't usually a troublemaker either, he just had something of an exaggeratedly hot temper, and when it was ignited, he was usually very hard pressed to control it. He didn't usually make the effort, though. He just vented then and there, and to hell with the consequences,<br/><br/>He took her note with nothing except the same welcoming smile on his face, which he hoped hadn't turned creepy, and began to write on the pad as well with a pencil. When he gave it back, it read as follows:<br/><br/><em>Nice to meet you, Chloe. I am here 'cuz I got in a fight in basketball. No comment,</em>He had laughed a bit when he had written that, despite the fact that it wasn't a very good joke,<em> Hw about you?</em>