I just found out that England doesn't have any free periods or mid terms…but I can't change it, so please bear with me. FYI, Jen's character will be put into more detail…and to let you all know, I'm trying NOT to make her into a Mary Sue. I don't really know how to avoid making a Mary Sue, so another thing to be excused of. Sorry! Oh, and for the age, I'm trying to make Alex just a bit older than her in a few months. She's younger…sort of. So to get things straight, hope you understand now! So, making things clear:
Their school have mid terms and free periods
Alex is only older than her in a few months (2 months, maybe?)
Jen's character will be updated for info later.
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Math; why did it have so many calculations and equations? It was all too confusing, especially to try and study all of it in the next two weeks. How grateful he was for Jen helping him. Stupid missions. Why did he have to miss his free time? He wondered what life could have been like; if M16 never took him in, if his uncle never train him. What would life be?
Alex sighed; still smiling with all the alone time he was going to get with Jen. Why did he have to crush on her? But from what Alex knew, all crushes fade away so snag them before they leave. But Jen was his longest crush. He loved everything about her; even the time when Jen tripped in the hallway, just waving hello to him.
Alex's mind started to fill with questions if Jen did like him .What if Jen found out, and she didn't treat him the same? What if she rejects him, saying she couldn't spend time with someone who had lied to her for the past months?
Alex shook his head, his smile turning into a frown. Should he tell her?
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Jen was taking French, almost bored to death to her creepy teacher, Mr. Cafandris. They were reviewing the winter section – Fêton L'Hiver – which meant 'Let's Celebrate Winter'.
"Class, please tell me the three following words in French – Touch, Jump and Let's Sing," the teacher asked.
"Touchez, Sautez, and Chanton," Jen smiled. The teacher looked at her awkwardly.
"'And' is not a French word, miss Anderson," he frowned. Jen sighed, rolling her eyes to herself.
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It was gym; one of the few classes Alex had a class with Jennifer. He had changed into a white T, with red shorts resembling the Boys' SR Volleyball team. Jen had worn a white T, with black pants resembling the girls' SR volleyball team.
The gym teacher, Mrs. Sambergeld, divided the class into six teams, six courts. Of course, Alex and Jen were in the same team.
There were five in their team, but four in the opposite. Who cares, Jen thought. They all had the best players in the school…but not all of them.
"Service!" Alex called. He served it over the court but the front right saving with a bump. Jen was in the center, AKA the 'spiker', but it wasn't in her section. The back left single bumped, but not making it over the net. Nearly touching the ground, Alex had dived, put it several feet into the air, with the front right hitting it over the net. (If that didn't make sense to you, then, sorry.)
The opposite team had missed. Jen smiled, looked over to Alex. He caught her on his eye, grinned, and looked back.
"You serve, Alex. And good team work, guys!" Their coach smiled. Alex had no intention of proper serving, but using a spike serve. The front left on the opposite volleyed, but called it into a point for Jen's team.
"What? But it didn't even touch the ground!" The played argued.
"You know the rules; you cannot volley right after the serve. You must bump it," Mrs. Sambergeld. Just then, when Alex was supposed to serve again, the fire alarm went off, making Jen squeal.
"Everybody in a line! No talking, no panicking! This is a drill!" Their teacher yelled. The students did as they were told, and went outside.
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After the 15 minutes of 'fire lectures', gym was over and it was time for free period. Jen had taken her books, gone to the cafeteria where she was supposed to me Alex. She looked around, not seeing him anywhere. A girl, older than her by two years, blonde, tall, and the 'ice-queen', walked up to Jen.
"Oh, lost something?" She said, in a high voice. Jen grimaced. Avery.
"Oh, Avery Wun. What do you want?" Jen said in disgust. Avery cocked an eyebrow.
"No need to spaz. I'm looking for Alex Rider. Where is he?" Avery demanded. Jen crossed her arms.
"Why are you looking for him? He's younger than you," she sniggered. Avery rolled her eyes.
"Doesn't matter. One of my best friends needs a boyfriend and she's the same age as you. She thinks Alex is…what's the word? Oh yeah, 'hot'," She smirked. Jen stood there, waiting for continuation.
"And?" She said, after moments of agony.
"And, Alex is going to be her boyfriend no matter what," she smiled. Eww. That smile; the one that would send chills down your spine.
"Why are you telling me? I'm not him!" She laughed.
"I know; but you're his best friend. Tell him when you see Alex. I bet He'll be thrilled to have a proper girlfriend," she snickered. Jen looked at Avery weirdly.
"So, what? You think this bothers me?" Jen asked, getting annoyed.
"Jennifer, stop lying. I know you have a crush on Alex Rider. Now you make sure he becomes Mandy's boyfriend, or I'll tell what you think about him," she threatened.
Jen's jaw dropped. Mandy. How she hated her; she was the most annoying, so-called popular person in the world. She would rather let Alex know how she felt than Mandy being his girlfriend.
"Avery, you can tell Alex I do like him, because I rather see him know the truth than him dating your pathetic little friend," Jen come-backed. Avery smirked.
"Thought so. Tell Alex Mandy and him will be dating or he will find a note how much you've insulted him," she said, carrying a piece of paper and pen. Jen fumed inside.
She was not going to let his happen.
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Alex raged as he was sent to M16. A mini-mission. Why the heck did they need him? He could have been studying with Jen right know, staring into her eyes…But what mattered to him right now, was what he was going to tell her.
Where had he been?
Okay, yeah, I'm wondering – did people actually do volleyball for gym there? Anyway, the teachers I put up there are my teachers, LOL. Please review. There will be major catfights and I don't mean Jennifer to be a Mary Sue! Thanks!
