So, this is about some kids from the school that Max and Company attended. It's like…more in-depth though, like…if they had stayed for a longer time. Anyways…I do not own any other James Patterson's characters, even though I really really want to. I have no more chance of that then I do becoming Brittany Spears. Not that I'd want to be Brittany Spears…on with the story!
"Class!" Miss. Betry stands at the front of the classroom, tapping her ruler weakly against the white board. As usual, everyone completely ignores her. But I, being the wonderful student I am, dutifully look up from my books and fold my hands across the desk. Next to me, Asha glances at me, and then giggles a bit. She twists her body to face me cocks an eyebrow comically.
"What are you doing?" She asked. I shrugged one shoulder. I guess it would look strange. One girl sitting up straight and angelic while the rest of the class is jumping around like crazy lunatics. No, I take that back. They aren't just like crazy lunatics, they are crazy lunatics.
"Being studious!" I said, like it was obvious. Asha rolled her eyes and tapped my arm.
"You? Miss Rosie I-Buy-My-Term-Papers-Off-The-Internet Foley? Please." Asha rolled her eyes again, and then winked at me to let me know she was joking. Asha has been my best friend since birth. I guess that's a good thing, because I would have never talked to her if I hadn't known her. Asha could be a total Popular if she wanted to. She has the looks, the wit, and the charm. But…she grew up the five boys. She is a complete tomboy. Raised by five brothers and a single parenting dad.
"Class!" Miss. Betry tried again, and this time, she slammed the ruler on her desk so hard, it snapped in half. The ruler flew through the air and knocked Fabio in the head.
"Hey!" Fabio rubbed his head, dis-shelving his messy brown hair. "Who threw that?"
"Miss. B did Fabs," Chris answered. Fabio puckered his brow and turned to the front of the room. Everyone else, drawn by the ruler, quiets down and turns as well.
"I'm sorry Fabio," The teacher says in a tight voice. "Now, if you will all pay attention, I have something important to tell you."
"We are all ears Teach!" someone shouted from the back, causing everyone to burst in laughter. The teacher tapped on the board with her splintered ruler, and everyone shut their mouths.
"As I was saying, we have a guest," Miss. B said slowly. "I expect you all to behave! Like young adults! And to specifically not behave like you did the last time we had a guest!"
"Dude, that boy totally asked for it!" Tim said waving his hands in the air. "He just…sat in my seat! And it had my name on it and everything, and he just…sat!" Asha shook her head exasperatedly.
"Tim, contrary to belief, you sat in his seat. And his name was Tim," She said, giving him a pointed look. That's when I noticed the lady standing at the front of the room.
She had this long blonde hair, held into place with a little rainbow clip. She was dressed in this skirt made of all the colors of the sunset. She stood at the front of the class, looking down and kneading the tip of her flat into the carpeted floor.
"Class, this is Rachel…" Miss. B looked at Rachel expectantly, but before she had a chance to say anything, the class began to fill in names.
"Rachel Green, from Friends?"
"Rachel Johnson, like my aunt?"
"Rachel…Rachel…Rachel," Someone opened their mouth before they had come up with a witty reply. Suddenly, Lissa stood up from her seat, and put her hands on her hips.
"I think you are all being very disrespectful. Please continue Rachel," she said, flipping her hair behind her shoulder and doing some weird half-curtsey thing. Behind her, Fabio cocked his head, and copied Lissa pose. Asha laughed and high fived him.
"Um…hello, I'm Rachel Foster. I'm just here to tell you that we'll be getting some new students tommorow," Rachel Foster said nervously. "I work in the front office."
"Oh!" Asha said, her eyebrows raising with recognition. "You're the lady who always tells my brother that he needs to grow up!" Rachel Foster froze, looking extremely uncomfortable. Then Asha smiled. "I totally agree with you! He needs to totally grow up! You know I found his pet frog in my bed last night! And I was like ' get your Damn frog outta my bed boy!'"
"Asha Joshi watch your language!" Miss. B demanded. Asha covered her mouth with her hand and widened her eyes to show her annoyance. Lissa raised her hand, her nicely manicured fingers rod straight, like they were spirit fingers.
"Who are they, Miss. Foster?" She asked sweetly, cocking her head, feigning innocence. God, I hate her. If ripping off someone's acrylic nails and stuffing them down their throat didn't look so unattractive, I'd probably do that to Lissa.
"Well, they are all siblings, all adopted. They youngest will be in 1st grade, the next will be in 3rd, one in 6th, and the other three in your grade." Lissa pursed her lips. Asha pulled her wavy brown hair into a ponytail and fitted a baseball cap over it.
"I think Lissa was looking more along the Gender line," Fabio said, filling in the blanks. Lissa turned around and shot him the finger while he rocked with laughter.
"Well…" Rachel didn't get it. "There is one girl and two boys. I believe the two boys will be in this class." Lissa spun around and started chattering with her friends excitedly. My mind did a flash back to that nature special I saw on animal Planet about chickens and how they have different clucks for different attitudes. Or something like that…I hadn't really been paying attention.
"Hey, Rosie, what do you think?" JJ asked me excitedly. I really like JJ, but after I talk to her, I feel like I need a nap.
"I don't know I haven't met them yet," I said, turning to face her. "You already decided?"
"Well, I mean, I don't really care about the guys. Well, I mean, I do, but I think I'd be cool to make friends with the girl, because It's always nice to just have a really close friend that isn't a guy."
"Tell me about it," Asha said, tuning into the conversation. She swung her legs around propping them up on my desk, the tips of her red converse touching. Asha always had a problem with the school uniforms, and she always found some way to tick the head honcho off, whether it be wearing converse and hats or wearing a duck scarf.
"Man," Fabio edged his way in-between JJ and I. "I wish it was the girl coming in. I mean, Guys are cool, I am one, but we need more flavors in this class. I'm sick of Miss Priss being the only girl available here."
"What are you talking about!" Tess said, cocking her head, her brown hair tilting with her. "There are more girls in here than guys!"
"Well…no, not really." Fabio stole Asha's baseball cap. "But I mean, you guys are my friends. I'm not even aloud to ask you guys out."
"First of all," Asha said, pulling her feet off the table. "We are all girls. Do you see any guys beside yourself in this conversation? Secondly, who cares? You can ask your friends out! I mean, don't you remember when Chris asked Mandy out? They were best friends and they have been dating for like…well it doesn't matter how long! The point is that they are together. And thirdly!" she paused for a breath. "Gimme my hat back!"
"Come on!" Fabio said, crossing his arms. "You're telling me that if I asked you out right now, you wouldn't be freaked out?" Asha shrugged her shoulders. Then seemed to think about it.
"Yeah, okay, you're right," she said. Tess giggled her agreement. The bell buzzed in my ear, and everyone sprung up.
"Bye JJ, Bye Tess!" I called as the two girls went down the hallway. Fabio cocked his head, his light brown bangs covering up his bright blue eyes.
"The force is strong in this one," he said in this low, sotto voice. I smiled a waved goodbye. He started to walk away, and then turned and ran back, putting Asha's hat back on her head.
"Yeah, Love you to Fabio," she said sarcastically. He laughed and winked at us before disappearing around the corner, humming the song from Halloween.
"Asha you walking home with me?" I asked, pulling my notebooks out of my locker. Asha leaned up against the locker next to me, and shook her head.
"Some pissy 5th grader has been beating up on Cody on his way home from school, so I'm gunna walk with and see if he tries it," she said, snapping her blueberry gum. Asha gets scary protective over her little brothers. She beat up one kid once for threatening her brothers.
"Alright, I'll see you later then, I guess?" I shut my locker, and my sleeve got caught in it. "Damn it."
"You sure you're going to be able to handle the walk home alone. I mean, I could always get Cody and bring him back," she asked skeptically, yanking my jacket out of the locker. I grinned, and shook my head at her.
"I see you tomorrow," she said, and bounced down the hallway, the paws of her teddy bear backpack bouncing on her shoulder. I stuffed my notebooks in my bag pushed open the doors to the school, where I was bombarded by raindrops.
"nice," I muttered, pulling a hood over my head. I sighed and started the long walk home.
Sooo…what did ya think? Reviews are cool. They make me smile a lot. Criticism is welcome, and appreciated. Sooo…. Virtual cookies? Yah?
