Brianna's POV

  I open my locker. Time to head to my daily classes on this fine Wednesday morning! I take out my notes for art.

  My locker suddenly shuts right after my I take my hand out. I see a hand on the door.

  "Hey," a familiar voice says.

  "Go away, Jett," I say, heading towards my first class.

  "Why?"

  "I thought Jade taught you your lesson yesterday at lunch." I then right in the hall.

  "I know you can't resist me." I can hear the smirk in his voice.

  "Eew! You're disgusting!" I turn around in the middle of the ball and slap him across the face. "That's for being a man creep." I step on his feet. "And that's for being you. Bye bye nooow!" I say, quickly walking away.

  "Heyyy," another familiar voice says.

  "Go away Adelaide," I say.

  "How about, no. Ahh," she says turning me around in the hallway. "Long time no see, Brianna."

  "I'm not in the mood," I say.

  "Well, for what?"

  "You," with that, I walk away.

  "Hey," yet another voice says.

  "Oh my god, I just wanna get to class!" I groan and turn around. "Oh, hey Bailey."

  "Not a good morning a see."

  "You can say that again."

"Tell me about it."

"It's too long to explain," I say.

"We have time."

"Yeah, like two minutes until class."

"That's plenty of time!" she complains as we step in front of my first period class.

"Well I'm just lazy then."

She rolls her eyes. "I better get to class anyways."

"Wow, being responsible for once? What wormhole have I jumped into?" I say sarcastically.

"You know I'm just kidding right? I'll just be in the cafeteria to the whole time."

"That's more like it," I grin as the warning bell rings. "See ya."

"Bye!" She turns around and walks away.

~•~

"Is this cheese even real?" Chris asks, holding up the "cheese" that was in his burger he bought.

"Probably not. Looks pretty plastic like to me," I say, opening a bag of baby carrots from the school lunch.

"I was gonna say a joke about cheese," Shawn says. "But it was too cheesy."

"Booooo," we complain.

"That joke was literally, the WORST. PUN. EVER." I throw a baby carrot at him.

"Sorry!" He defends and a smile creeps on his face. "I just carrot help myself."

"That doesn't even make any sen- ohhhh," Jade thinks out loud.

"Look, one day together and they're already quarreling," Heather shudders in my ear. I couldn't help but laugh a little at that.

"Whatchya talking about?" a voice says from behind me and Heather. We both jolt in return. I turn my Jade and come face to face with Jade. "N-nothing!" I say laughing nervously.

"Sure..." She goes to sit back down in her seat.

"So," she says, after fixing herself in place. "Are you mad that I punched Jett in the jaw?"

"No," I say, trailing off and playing with my fork in the school food.

"Bri, what did you do," she says in more of a questioning tone then statement.

"I kinda, sorta, may have slapped him before school started," I say, still looking down at my food.

"Hang on." I hear her get up and come towards me. Oh dear god.

"High five me," she says from behind me, putting her hand in front of my face.

"Really?" I ask, perking up.

"Hurry up before I change my mi-" I've already high fived her before she could finish her sentence.

"WOO!" I cheer. She goes to sit back down. "See?" I ask. "Someone likes to give high fives!" I look towards Arsenic who still has her nose stuck in her book. I roll my eyes and move to take the book away from her. I grasp the book firmly and as I bring to slowly tug it away, she looks up at me, hisses, pulses the book back towards her causing me to let go, and goes back to reading.

I put my hands up and continue eating my lunch.

~•~

"So," I say through the microphone of my computer. "You and Shawn are like... Like... Javelin shipped?"

"Yeah," Jade sighs.

"WHY ARE YOU SIGHING? YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE HAPPY!" I yell.

"Shut up!" I hear Will say from somewhere in the room.

"YOU SHUT UP!" I yell back. "Anyways," I say, "Does that mean you're still going to the dance, as like a disguise, together then?"

"I don't know," she says. "He hasn't said anything. He left me at the birthday or funeral or whatever the heeeeee- heck, k was gonna say heck- he's doing. Or maybe it's that cantaloupe thing. I don't know!" She throws her hands up in frustration.

"About the party," I say, "What are we doing? Crashing it? Just attending? What?!"

"Hmm... As of now we're probably gonna throw water balloons full of paint or something that will stain at people in their fancy dresses and suits."

"Well, there's several things that could leave a nasty stain," I say and start listing. "Paint, juice, wine, coff-" she cuts me off.

"Yeah, I get the point," she says and turns around in her swivel chair. "I gotta go finish homework," she says, after a few 360s.

"Ok, byyyyye!" I say.

"Yeah, bye." The call ends. Well, somebody's moody!

Hey guys! So, yeah. I'm kinda having a writer's block. See ya all in the next chapter!

Till then,
~Orchid