It was a slow day today. No interesting fights meant no nothing. It gave me a problem - one that couldn't be solved by bashing skulls.

I was so fucking bored.

Ryland, Rio, and I sat around the cafeteria, the one used for lunch, eating junk food. I was blowing bubbles into a chemically filled strawberry milk carton. A stupid fucking cow on the back telling me to smile gave me a fucking seizure, but it was that or get chocolate and cow jokes or vanilla that may or may not actually be semen.

"What the hell do you do for fun around here," I groaned, lifting my head and watching the giant bubble float around the paper carton.

"We fight, you dumbfuck," Ryland never lifted his head from his runny mashed potato snowman. If he did he would have seen my obvious desire to make him lip lock his shitty creation.

"Holy fuck, you genius! I meant other than fighting."

"Well, there's a tv, but usually the only thing playing is porn. There's also a library but the only reason people go there is if they are voyeurs or want to join an orgy. I know this one guy who has Jenga, but most of the pieces have been shoved up multiple asses so I don't recommend it."

I blinked. All those options seemed to have a reoccurring theme. A theme I did not want to participate in.

"Fucking hell, that's it?"

"Well, Ryland got an ipod a couple fights ago and it works."

Wait for it...

"But I don't recommend using any of your gifts unless you wash them, and you can't really deep soak an ipod."

FUCK!

"Okay fine, so what do you guys do around here?"

The twins looked at each other, one listing ideas while the other shot down with a sex related con.

"Computer lab!"

"Orgy and porn."

"Outside!"

"Tree sex and druggies."

"C-Classrooms!"

"What the fuck will you do there?"

PG..?

"Join a fucking orgy? God, Rio."

FUCK! The libido's in this school were slightly frightening.

"Go back to our room?"

"Yeah sure."

At this rate we would have to fucking sleep all day. Silently lamenting my ongoing boredom, an idea flashed into my mind.

"How do you make money for the fight tickets?"

Brilliant! Honest work had never sounded so thrilling before.

"Prostitution."

No, nonono. I wish to repent for my sins. Please, whatever divine fuc- I mean savior out there, please have mercy on me.

"Aww, he started praying. Ryland's joking, you can get money from your parents or save up during school by helping teachers or getting good grades."

Fuck you, divine fuckup. Fuck your mother and your father and your little sister and have an incestuous orgy because that's all you seem to enjoy.

I couldn't even buy a fight ticket. Who the hell would pay for me? My dad, rotting in prison? Cause I'd rather join an orgy then have that no good, dirty slu-

"Nico?"

And then I heard it. One word calling my salvation. She stood, an angel surrounded by light, white uniform glowing underneath the stars.

"Oh yeah. You."

Content with my introduction I turned back, facing the other guys.

"Hi, I'm Rio and this is my brother Ryland," said the nosy blond.

"Yes, hello. My name is Saanvi."

She came and joined our table and seamlessly joined the conversation of silence. 

"You bored too?" Rio asked her.

"Mm bored? Not really. I was at the gaming arcade before I came here for a snack."

Gaming arcade? All three of us turned to her, completely unaware that such a place existed.

"Mm, well, I wouldn't call it that exactly. It's the teachers lounge that has some old pac man machine games. It's actually very nice and there aren't any sex filled orgies because it's locked."

"What the fuck! Let's get moving," cried Ryland. For once speaking without being prompted to.

The four of us made our way to the teachers lounge. When we got there we were met by a heavy metal door with a number keypad. Saanvi pressed a few buttons and the door slowly opened. 

"The teachers gave me this code to spend time in during our break. It's nice and clean, and most kids aren't allowed."

The room was nice, with a red couch and a tv, as well as some old fashioned arcade games in the corner. An actual coffee machine sat in the corner with what looked like a minifridge.

"Fuck yeah!" I shouted, grabbing a donut from one of the cabinets and dropping onto the couch.

"Don't spill food please. I don't want us to get kicked out."

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

Ryland and Rio were playing pac man, trying to beat SuperTeacher412's high score, and Saanvi turned on the tv, switching to mtv or some shit.

 Bored of watching belly dancers, I snatched the remote and switched to a movie being played. Saanvi had the brains to not fuss, but I suppose she had good survival instincts.

Not telling us the password forced us to rely on her to let us into the room.

Ryland discovered the hidden essays written during one of their exams and I used this time to check over who has the best grades in each class. 

It was nice, and when it came time for dinner we discovered actual turkey sandwiches. Ignoring the dinner bell, we ate at the lounge and finished the movie.

Rio, Ryland, and I spilt up from Saanvi at the end of the day to return to our room. I was content with laying in bed and relaxing when I felt hands wrap around my mouth and eyes. Before I could blink I had been pulled away from the brothers and sent flying into a closet.

"Now, now.. be gentle with him," crooned a disgustingly familiar voice.