Chapter One
*Spoilers for 17x06*
Is it possible to die of boredom?
Sixteen year old Jack Hodgson contemplated this question as he stared idly out of the classroom window. He was bored. The classroom was hot and stuffy and he teacher was droning on about a subject Jack had already grasped twenty minutes ago.
He'd been trying to amuse himself by doodling on his exercise book but that had soon gotten boring. He'd then started pulling faces at the girls in his class who had descended into a fit of giggles as a result. That had soon been stopped by his teacher with the threat of detention. So now Jack had taken to idly staring out of the window to make the time pass until he could get out of class.
Suddenly, the door clicked open and the head teacher walked in followed by another student. Jack had briefly glanced up but had soon turned back to the window, uninterested by the new turn of events. He knew it would only make his teacher forget hi place in the lesson and they'd just have to go over the lesson again.
"Excuse me for interrupting your lesson Mr Fraser," the head said "I have a new student to drop off,"
"Thank you Mr Jennings," the teacher nodded "Erm …" he struggled for a name
"This is Catherine O'Connor,"
"Katie," a voice said sharply, making Jack look up.
Standing in the front of the classroom was a girl who looked to be around the same age as him but Jack had never seen anyone like her before. She had shoulder length dark hair with bright pink streaks running through it. Her school skirt was hitched up to a very short length and she wore a black hoodie in lieu of a school blazer. On her feet were red Doc Marten's and on her face was a cocky smile.
"Right Katie," Mr Fraser said looking slightly unnerved at the girl's appearance "You just sit in the spare seat next to Jack over there,"
"The lanky git you mean?" the girl asked nodding her head over at Jack who raised an eyebrow in response to her description of things
"Just sit down," Mr Jennings said "And remember to see me at the end of the day so we can discuss your uniform arrangements,"
"Wouldn't miss it for the world," Katie said as she slinked down the aisle of the classroom and flung herself onto the empty chair next to Jack in the most unfeminine manner Jack had ever seen.
"Thank you Mr Jennings," the teacher said, sounding none too thankful for the appearance of the new girl. He turned back to the board, evidently flustered by the turn of events "Right, now where was I?" he paused for a moment "I think we should go back over the last thing I was teaching just to make sure you all understand it,"
Jack groaned loudly as he flopped down on his desk, earning himself a stern look from the teacher. However, despite the commotion of the new girl's arrival the class soon quietened down again and the teacher fell back into his monotonous droning.
"Ow!" Jack hissed suddenly as he felt a sharp sensation in his ribs. He turned to one side and saw Katie sitting there with an innocent expression on her face "What the hell?" he whispered
Katie's innocent expression soon turned into a devilish smile and she slid a piece of paper across the table toward him. He looked at it suspiciously before curiosity got the better of him and he opened it up to see a rough biro caricature of their head teacher sitting before him.
Jack couldn't contain his laughter and soon the teacher had rounded in him for disrupting the class.
"What is the meaning of this!" the teacher demanded when he saw the drawing "Which of you did this?"
"Sir, it was…" Jack began
"Jack," Katie said solemnly "I don't even have a jotter to do some work in," she said innocently and Jack gazed at her in astonishment
"Detention," the teacher shouted a Jack "My office. After school,"
"Thanks, new girl," Jack said sarcastically as he moodily turned back towards the window
"My name is Katie," she corrected
"I don't care," he shrugged.
"Oh but you will," Katie said with a grin "You will very soon, Jack,"
Author's Note: To Continue or Not To Continue, that is the Question?