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Chapter 2
All through science class I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier. I didn't really understand why I had stood up for that greaser. He wasn't any different then the other hoods whose lives we ruin, so why had I defended him, and against Stacy of all people. I wasn't really concentrating on my test since as Stacy said before; Mr. Davis would just give me a high mark on it anyways. I looked around the room noticing every person trying to find a major difference between the two classes but besides clothes and style there wasn't really much of one. They looked the same as us except for hair and make-up differences and I couldn't help wondering if they thought the exact things I did. It made me so angry that all these people who could be wonderful human beings were automatically hated since they were, of all things, poor.
"Miss Henson," Mr. Davis called out to me, "Please focus on your test." Then for some reason he winked at me. But it wasn't just a friendly wink; it was more of a seductive wink. It was a little creepy but it I didn't think much of it.
After completing my test I was looking out the window and noticed that some clouds were blocking the same sun that had woken me up that morning and made me feel so peaceful lying in my bed. I couldn't help but frown since my perfect day wasn't turning out as I'd hoped. But I wasn't about to let some clouds ruin my attitude. I stood up to hand in my test and when I reached Mr. Davis' desk he had a strange sort of smirk on his face.
"Can I see you after class Miss Henson," he asked, "I'd like to discuss your marks with you."
"Of course Mr. Davis," I replied, "Is there something wrong?"
"Oh no," He said with his smirk pasted on his face failing to fade, "I just want to talk to you about something. See you at 3:20."
"Alright," I told him, "but I might be a little late, I have a quick cheerleading meeting."
"That's fine." He said, then he rose up in his chair, "Will you be wearing your uniform?"
"I'm not sure," I told him. What an unusual question to ask. "Why?"
"Just curious I suppose." He said just as the bell rang.
I grabbed my books and ran out of there immediately. Mr. Davis was making me feel uncomfortable and I wanted to be out of there as fast as I could. Why would he want to talk to me about my grades, I had an eighty-seven in that class. To me I thought that was pretty damn good.
"Hello, Kit?" I heard a voice from behind me say, I knew it was Shell, "I was only yelling at you to wait up for five minutes."
"Oh sorry Michelle, I was just thinking." I told her half-heartedly.
"What's with the formalities, you haven't called me Michelle since grade school." She said putting her arm around my neck. "So I ran into that greaser again."
I had almost completely forgot about him. I guess I just couldn't get Mr. Davis off my mind.
"Oh yeah," I said turning to her, "what happened."
"He was asking about you." She said playfully winking at me, "Well at least I think he was. Are you my cute blonde super-soc friend?"
I smiled at her. "I guess that's me. Look there's Knox and Chet."
"Uhh, Kit?" She asked, "Why is Chet with Cherry Valance."
I hadn't really noticed until Shell pointed it out but it was true. Cherry Valance was leaning up against her locker and Chet had his arm up beside her. He used to do that to me when we first started seeing each other. Ever since Cherry's boyfriend Bob was killed by some punk greaser she hasn't really acted the same. I used to admire her since she was a different kind of Soc. She was as popular as Stacy but for different reasons. She had always been nice to everyone, even greasers, although she wasn't on a first name basis with any of them, she still wasn't rude to them like Stacy had been. I missed that Cherry, now she was so different. It was like Stacy took her over or something. She was cold and was even mean to some Socs' so you better believe that she wasn't as friendly to hoods anymore. I didn't know if she would ever go back to the Cherry she used to be.
When Knox ran over to Shell and kissed her, Chet immediately took his arm away from Cherry since he noticed I was there. I walked over to him with a smile on my face just to add to the tension.
"Why hey there Cherry," I said over-nicely, "I see you and Chet here are getting along just fine."
"Yeah, we are Kit." Chet said quickly, "How was your science quiz?" he asked trying to change the subject.
"Oh it was fine, just fine." I paused for a second just looking back and forth from Chet to Cherry until I decided that I had made Cherry and Chet uncomfortable long enough and to continue would be just plain mean, "Mr. Davis wants to see me after class so do you think you could wait for me?"
"I don't know babe." Chet said. Obviously he couldn't be bothered to wait for the girl that was supposed to be his girlfriend for a few extra minutes after school, "How long you gonna be?"
"Well I'm not sure Chet," I told him, "Mr. Davis didn't say."
"I'll tell you what doll," he said putting his arm around my shoulder, "I'll wait for you outside for ten minutes and if you're not there then I'm splitting."
"Don't forget about the meeting Kit," Cherry piped in, "You know if you miss two more meetings we get to re-vote for a new AC."
Ever since I beat Cherry for assistant captain, she's wanted me off the squad. She's tried everything. Once she even told Stacy I was dating a greaser just so I wouldn't be allowed on the team.
"Don't worry Cherry," I said smiling at her, "I wouldn't mind it all that much. Besides, when the vote for Shell, she might even be a better assistant than I am."
Cherry just glared before stomping down the hall pushing whoever was in her way out of it. That girl really had changed.
"Well how long is your little meeting?" Chet asked me turning back to face me, "I mean I don't wanna be waiting out there for like an hour Kit."
"Don't worry Chet our meeting is only ten minutes, can't you just stay an extra five." I pleaded. I really didn't want to walk home alone, "I'm sure if I ask, Mr. Davis will be brief."
"All right an extra five minutes," he said finally, "You're lucky that you have the most caring boyfriend in the world. Any other guy would just leave you here to walk."
"Oh Chet," I said sarcastically, although I knew he wouldn't even notice, "How could I be so fortunate to have such a caring guy like you?"
"You're just blessed I guess." He said before kissing my forehead and meeting up with Knox. "See you at lunch babe." He said while running to his next class.
"Not once has he walked me to a class." Shell said who had been standing beside me the whole time. "What a boyfriend."
"If he says babe one more time-" I began before our English teacher told us to get to class.
"See you at lunch babe." Shell said jokingly before going in the direction of the chemistry hall. I just smiled and headed for my locker.
Unfortunately when I got there I was greeted the same way I had been this morning. That tall greaser was drooling over Cathy trying to pick her up, the only difference this time was that I was alone. I was just about to turn around and come back later when he noticed me.
"I'm sorry your highness," he said smiling, "Am I in your way."
I sucked up my courage no matter how scared I was right then and said, "Yes greaser, as a matter of fact you are. Now why don't you and that trashy thing you call a girlfriend and go back to the gutter where you belong."
He looked a little taken back and I was relived. Maybe just maybe he'd leave after all. I was mistaken when he walked over to me with a smirk on his face. How could he just shake it off like that? If anyone said something that cold to me I probably would've darted to the bathroom in tears.
"It's a pity that such a pretty girl like you has such a dirty mouth." When he said this he wiped the hairs that had fallen away from my clip onto my face and tucked them behind my ear.
"I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't touch me please. With a girl like Cathy, I don't know where your hands have been." I was surprised I was acting so calmly. Usually I would never say anything like that but there was something about this hood that made me feel at ease. I knew that I wasn't hurting him in any way and it was more of a game rather then reality.
"Your pretty sassy for a Soc." He told me smirking, "Some guys like that in a girl. Unfortunately for you, those guys are people like Chet Dalton. Maybe if you come to your senses you might try dating a real guy."
"What do you mean by a real guy. I hope your not referring to garbage like yourself." I said smoothly.
Then he eyed me down. The way he did it made me a little uncomfortable but it took everything I had to keep my cool.
"Nah," he said finally, "you're not good enough for a real guy like me." He smirked and took Cathy's hand and walked down the hall until he got lost in a swarm of people.
That guy had a lot of nerve telling me that I wasn't good enough for a guy like him. In a way I sort of admired him. Not his lifestyle just the way he was so sure about himself. The way he stood up to me even though I was a Soc. I truly hoped I wouldn't ever have to see him again though since I don't think I have anything smooth left to say.
Just as I shut the door to my locker the bell rang and all the people in the halls rushed to get to their classes. I had geography next and it was just down the hall so I took my time. I watched as devoted boyfriends kissed the girls they were seeing once they left them at the door of their classrooms before running off to their class. Just once I'd like Chet to walk me to my class but I knew that was about as likely and him passing a algebra test.
As I took my seat in geography I noticed that our teacher wasn't there yet so I decided to write Shell a not. We had always did things like that ever since we were in grade four. I simply stated how I wanted to go to the Nightly Double tonight since it was Friday and Shell and I always did things like that. I also told her the Chet and Knox should come with us. It was an experiment to see if they could actually stay with us as opposed to going off with their buddies and doing lord knows what like they did all the other times. I said that if they did we should dump them right there and then.
Just as I was signing my name, Ms. Martin came in and started writing something about longitude and latitude on the board and I knew this class was going to be boring. My prediction was proven correct when the lack of events cause some JD to fall asleep right there in class. I couldn't help but laughing when he asked the teacher for five more minutes referring to her as his 'mommy'. I knew that he was doing that on purpose but I couldn't help but crack a smile. When the class finally ended I was the first one who bolted out of my chair. I just wanted to get out of there. Being in that class put me in a mood that was far worse than what I had wanted to be in but now the day had to turn up. My next to classes after lunch were english and physical education so I knew that I'd be happy when the day was through.
I practically raced down the hall to meet Shell at her locker. I passed her the note and started telling her about my encounter with that greaser. Her surprisingly fascinated attitude toward my ability to act cool while I was alone made me feel a little better and I knew that the day was turning up.
Then in the distance I heard the sound of football chanting and I knew that Chet and Knox were coming down the hall. I turned only to be picked up and swung around before Chet put me back on my feet and kissed me. That boy really did like to kiss me.
"Hey babe," he said as I glance at Michelle who was trying not to laugh, "Ready to go?"
"Yeah, just let me grab my coat." I told him heading for my locker.
Then out of nowhere he picked me up and placed me so I was facing him.
"Oh Kit," He said smiling, "You don't need a jacket, it's June silly." Then a smirk spread across his face as me told that I looked better with my arms bare and began nibbling at my shoulder.
I smiled at his playfulness but I told him to stop and he looked a little hurt. I didn't really care how hurt he was, you just don't do that type of thing in a public hall. Then he grabbed my hand and led me outside to where we were eating. I don't really know why we said we were eating because we never actually ate. We either walked around to tables where other Socs' were sitting or we sat at a table and waited for people to come to us. Chet decided that he wanted to walk around today so he immediately left Shell and I to go talk to people on the football team.
"I just get so frustrated sometimes Shell," I told her, "I can't take much more of this. I need a real guy."
I couldn't help but smile since that's exactly what that boy by my locker had said to me earlier.
"Well what are you gonna do Kit?" Shell asked me shocked beyond belief.
"Just read the note Shell," I told her, "just read the note."
As Shell opened the piece of paper and frantically scanned it to find out my plan I looked around the courtyard. I saw so many different groups of people but the one I noticed was a group of boys sitting on the hood or leaning against an old beat up ford truck. The only reason I gave this group a second glance was because there, leaning up against the door trying to act as tuff as he could was the boy from my locker. I guess he noticed I was looking at him because he gave me that famous smile and winked at me before turning around and speaking to his obviously younger friend. I just rolled my eyes and turned to face Shell. Her expression made me laugh out loud. She looked as though I had written I was going to assonate the president in that note, and if I wouldn't she'd probably look less shocked.
"But Kit," she said finally, "You know that Chet is just going to leave. That's practically like committing relationship suicide."
I smiled at her and said coolly, "Well Shell, maybe it's time I got a real guy."
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Chapter 2
All through science class I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened earlier. I didn't really understand why I had stood up for that greaser. He wasn't any different then the other hoods whose lives we ruin, so why had I defended him, and against Stacy of all people. I wasn't really concentrating on my test since as Stacy said before; Mr. Davis would just give me a high mark on it anyways. I looked around the room noticing every person trying to find a major difference between the two classes but besides clothes and style there wasn't really much of one. They looked the same as us except for hair and make-up differences and I couldn't help wondering if they thought the exact things I did. It made me so angry that all these people who could be wonderful human beings were automatically hated since they were, of all things, poor.
"Miss Henson," Mr. Davis called out to me, "Please focus on your test." Then for some reason he winked at me. But it wasn't just a friendly wink; it was more of a seductive wink. It was a little creepy but it I didn't think much of it.
After completing my test I was looking out the window and noticed that some clouds were blocking the same sun that had woken me up that morning and made me feel so peaceful lying in my bed. I couldn't help but frown since my perfect day wasn't turning out as I'd hoped. But I wasn't about to let some clouds ruin my attitude. I stood up to hand in my test and when I reached Mr. Davis' desk he had a strange sort of smirk on his face.
"Can I see you after class Miss Henson," he asked, "I'd like to discuss your marks with you."
"Of course Mr. Davis," I replied, "Is there something wrong?"
"Oh no," He said with his smirk pasted on his face failing to fade, "I just want to talk to you about something. See you at 3:20."
"Alright," I told him, "but I might be a little late, I have a quick cheerleading meeting."
"That's fine." He said, then he rose up in his chair, "Will you be wearing your uniform?"
"I'm not sure," I told him. What an unusual question to ask. "Why?"
"Just curious I suppose." He said just as the bell rang.
I grabbed my books and ran out of there immediately. Mr. Davis was making me feel uncomfortable and I wanted to be out of there as fast as I could. Why would he want to talk to me about my grades, I had an eighty-seven in that class. To me I thought that was pretty damn good.
"Hello, Kit?" I heard a voice from behind me say, I knew it was Shell, "I was only yelling at you to wait up for five minutes."
"Oh sorry Michelle, I was just thinking." I told her half-heartedly.
"What's with the formalities, you haven't called me Michelle since grade school." She said putting her arm around my neck. "So I ran into that greaser again."
I had almost completely forgot about him. I guess I just couldn't get Mr. Davis off my mind.
"Oh yeah," I said turning to her, "what happened."
"He was asking about you." She said playfully winking at me, "Well at least I think he was. Are you my cute blonde super-soc friend?"
I smiled at her. "I guess that's me. Look there's Knox and Chet."
"Uhh, Kit?" She asked, "Why is Chet with Cherry Valance."
I hadn't really noticed until Shell pointed it out but it was true. Cherry Valance was leaning up against her locker and Chet had his arm up beside her. He used to do that to me when we first started seeing each other. Ever since Cherry's boyfriend Bob was killed by some punk greaser she hasn't really acted the same. I used to admire her since she was a different kind of Soc. She was as popular as Stacy but for different reasons. She had always been nice to everyone, even greasers, although she wasn't on a first name basis with any of them, she still wasn't rude to them like Stacy had been. I missed that Cherry, now she was so different. It was like Stacy took her over or something. She was cold and was even mean to some Socs' so you better believe that she wasn't as friendly to hoods anymore. I didn't know if she would ever go back to the Cherry she used to be.
When Knox ran over to Shell and kissed her, Chet immediately took his arm away from Cherry since he noticed I was there. I walked over to him with a smile on my face just to add to the tension.
"Why hey there Cherry," I said over-nicely, "I see you and Chet here are getting along just fine."
"Yeah, we are Kit." Chet said quickly, "How was your science quiz?" he asked trying to change the subject.
"Oh it was fine, just fine." I paused for a second just looking back and forth from Chet to Cherry until I decided that I had made Cherry and Chet uncomfortable long enough and to continue would be just plain mean, "Mr. Davis wants to see me after class so do you think you could wait for me?"
"I don't know babe." Chet said. Obviously he couldn't be bothered to wait for the girl that was supposed to be his girlfriend for a few extra minutes after school, "How long you gonna be?"
"Well I'm not sure Chet," I told him, "Mr. Davis didn't say."
"I'll tell you what doll," he said putting his arm around my shoulder, "I'll wait for you outside for ten minutes and if you're not there then I'm splitting."
"Don't forget about the meeting Kit," Cherry piped in, "You know if you miss two more meetings we get to re-vote for a new AC."
Ever since I beat Cherry for assistant captain, she's wanted me off the squad. She's tried everything. Once she even told Stacy I was dating a greaser just so I wouldn't be allowed on the team.
"Don't worry Cherry," I said smiling at her, "I wouldn't mind it all that much. Besides, when the vote for Shell, she might even be a better assistant than I am."
Cherry just glared before stomping down the hall pushing whoever was in her way out of it. That girl really had changed.
"Well how long is your little meeting?" Chet asked me turning back to face me, "I mean I don't wanna be waiting out there for like an hour Kit."
"Don't worry Chet our meeting is only ten minutes, can't you just stay an extra five." I pleaded. I really didn't want to walk home alone, "I'm sure if I ask, Mr. Davis will be brief."
"All right an extra five minutes," he said finally, "You're lucky that you have the most caring boyfriend in the world. Any other guy would just leave you here to walk."
"Oh Chet," I said sarcastically, although I knew he wouldn't even notice, "How could I be so fortunate to have such a caring guy like you?"
"You're just blessed I guess." He said before kissing my forehead and meeting up with Knox. "See you at lunch babe." He said while running to his next class.
"Not once has he walked me to a class." Shell said who had been standing beside me the whole time. "What a boyfriend."
"If he says babe one more time-" I began before our English teacher told us to get to class.
"See you at lunch babe." Shell said jokingly before going in the direction of the chemistry hall. I just smiled and headed for my locker.
Unfortunately when I got there I was greeted the same way I had been this morning. That tall greaser was drooling over Cathy trying to pick her up, the only difference this time was that I was alone. I was just about to turn around and come back later when he noticed me.
"I'm sorry your highness," he said smiling, "Am I in your way."
I sucked up my courage no matter how scared I was right then and said, "Yes greaser, as a matter of fact you are. Now why don't you and that trashy thing you call a girlfriend and go back to the gutter where you belong."
He looked a little taken back and I was relived. Maybe just maybe he'd leave after all. I was mistaken when he walked over to me with a smirk on his face. How could he just shake it off like that? If anyone said something that cold to me I probably would've darted to the bathroom in tears.
"It's a pity that such a pretty girl like you has such a dirty mouth." When he said this he wiped the hairs that had fallen away from my clip onto my face and tucked them behind my ear.
"I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't touch me please. With a girl like Cathy, I don't know where your hands have been." I was surprised I was acting so calmly. Usually I would never say anything like that but there was something about this hood that made me feel at ease. I knew that I wasn't hurting him in any way and it was more of a game rather then reality.
"Your pretty sassy for a Soc." He told me smirking, "Some guys like that in a girl. Unfortunately for you, those guys are people like Chet Dalton. Maybe if you come to your senses you might try dating a real guy."
"What do you mean by a real guy. I hope your not referring to garbage like yourself." I said smoothly.
Then he eyed me down. The way he did it made me a little uncomfortable but it took everything I had to keep my cool.
"Nah," he said finally, "you're not good enough for a real guy like me." He smirked and took Cathy's hand and walked down the hall until he got lost in a swarm of people.
That guy had a lot of nerve telling me that I wasn't good enough for a guy like him. In a way I sort of admired him. Not his lifestyle just the way he was so sure about himself. The way he stood up to me even though I was a Soc. I truly hoped I wouldn't ever have to see him again though since I don't think I have anything smooth left to say.
Just as I shut the door to my locker the bell rang and all the people in the halls rushed to get to their classes. I had geography next and it was just down the hall so I took my time. I watched as devoted boyfriends kissed the girls they were seeing once they left them at the door of their classrooms before running off to their class. Just once I'd like Chet to walk me to my class but I knew that was about as likely and him passing a algebra test.
As I took my seat in geography I noticed that our teacher wasn't there yet so I decided to write Shell a not. We had always did things like that ever since we were in grade four. I simply stated how I wanted to go to the Nightly Double tonight since it was Friday and Shell and I always did things like that. I also told her the Chet and Knox should come with us. It was an experiment to see if they could actually stay with us as opposed to going off with their buddies and doing lord knows what like they did all the other times. I said that if they did we should dump them right there and then.
Just as I was signing my name, Ms. Martin came in and started writing something about longitude and latitude on the board and I knew this class was going to be boring. My prediction was proven correct when the lack of events cause some JD to fall asleep right there in class. I couldn't help but laughing when he asked the teacher for five more minutes referring to her as his 'mommy'. I knew that he was doing that on purpose but I couldn't help but crack a smile. When the class finally ended I was the first one who bolted out of my chair. I just wanted to get out of there. Being in that class put me in a mood that was far worse than what I had wanted to be in but now the day had to turn up. My next to classes after lunch were english and physical education so I knew that I'd be happy when the day was through.
I practically raced down the hall to meet Shell at her locker. I passed her the note and started telling her about my encounter with that greaser. Her surprisingly fascinated attitude toward my ability to act cool while I was alone made me feel a little better and I knew that the day was turning up.
Then in the distance I heard the sound of football chanting and I knew that Chet and Knox were coming down the hall. I turned only to be picked up and swung around before Chet put me back on my feet and kissed me. That boy really did like to kiss me.
"Hey babe," he said as I glance at Michelle who was trying not to laugh, "Ready to go?"
"Yeah, just let me grab my coat." I told him heading for my locker.
Then out of nowhere he picked me up and placed me so I was facing him.
"Oh Kit," He said smiling, "You don't need a jacket, it's June silly." Then a smirk spread across his face as me told that I looked better with my arms bare and began nibbling at my shoulder.
I smiled at his playfulness but I told him to stop and he looked a little hurt. I didn't really care how hurt he was, you just don't do that type of thing in a public hall. Then he grabbed my hand and led me outside to where we were eating. I don't really know why we said we were eating because we never actually ate. We either walked around to tables where other Socs' were sitting or we sat at a table and waited for people to come to us. Chet decided that he wanted to walk around today so he immediately left Shell and I to go talk to people on the football team.
"I just get so frustrated sometimes Shell," I told her, "I can't take much more of this. I need a real guy."
I couldn't help but smile since that's exactly what that boy by my locker had said to me earlier.
"Well what are you gonna do Kit?" Shell asked me shocked beyond belief.
"Just read the note Shell," I told her, "just read the note."
As Shell opened the piece of paper and frantically scanned it to find out my plan I looked around the courtyard. I saw so many different groups of people but the one I noticed was a group of boys sitting on the hood or leaning against an old beat up ford truck. The only reason I gave this group a second glance was because there, leaning up against the door trying to act as tuff as he could was the boy from my locker. I guess he noticed I was looking at him because he gave me that famous smile and winked at me before turning around and speaking to his obviously younger friend. I just rolled my eyes and turned to face Shell. Her expression made me laugh out loud. She looked as though I had written I was going to assonate the president in that note, and if I wouldn't she'd probably look less shocked.
"But Kit," she said finally, "You know that Chet is just going to leave. That's practically like committing relationship suicide."
I smiled at her and said coolly, "Well Shell, maybe it's time I got a real guy."
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