Chapter 2 - Principal Kristiansen

The next week after they'd showed off their results on Twitter, their school's principal, Jonna Kristiansen, called them into her office after the last class ended. Nicholas Bundgaard, their science and chemistry teacher, was there also, sat down besides Ms. Kristiansen.

"Well, then, Jack, Gabe, do you know why we've called you here today?" asked Kristiansen. Whenever she spoke, it always reminded Jack of Marilyn Monroe's voice.

"Nej, Ms. Kristiansen", Jack replied, snapping out of his trance.

"Maybe it's because of the thing we did on Rena", Gabe muttered quietly.

"Hvorfor, it's because of what you've been doing in Mr. Bundgaard's laboratory", said Jonna. "Nick here let you use the lab and now that we know what you're doing in there, we might have to, unfortunately, suspend you for a couple of days".

"How come?" asked Gabe.

"Because I don't want a bunch of students buying pulsars off you guys that can supposedly 'create life'!" Mr. Bundgaard said, interrupting Kristiansen before she could speak.

Gabe and Jack exchanged looks; clearly Mr. Bundgaard hadn't read their Twitlonger. "The collection time for that kind of energy for the pulsar is like, I dunno, 53 years?" Gabe said, adjusting his glasses, looking directly into Kristiansen's eyes.

Kristiansen didn't look amused. In fact, her normally pretty face looked pretty furious at Gabe for blatantly disrespecting her. Mr. Bundgaard noticed the look and quickly stepped in again, "I'll tell you what, Jack, Gabe. If I allow you to use my lab again, do you promise not to create anything dangerous there?"

Gabe and Jack nodded together. "Would you consider Pink dangerous?" Jack asked Gabe.

Gabe thought about it for a second. "Depends on how you use it. It's just like Maroon, you could make it good or bad".

Jack shrugged, then turned to look at Kristiansen and asked, "'Kay, we've settled that, so can we go now?"

When he saw the principal nod her head, he quickly grabbed Gabe and ran out of the office, dragging him all the way out of the school and to the Renard Lane train station, which happened to be the closest one at the time.

"What the hell was that for?!" Gabe hissed, glaring at Jack. Gabe had a right to be angry considering he'd just been dragged across the street, through an elevator, and was now on an EI47 bound for the Rhododendron Mall.

"Do you remember that old story we wrote together when we were in fifth grade?" Jack asked. "The one with the energon and Transformers and all that?

"Well, guess what, man, I just figured out that we accidentally wrote that in one off 'dem fancy fortune-telling' books and it made our lives play out exactly how we wrote it!"

Gabe looked exasperated. He slumped in his chair, sighed, and pulled out a magazine from the basket underneath his seat. "Whatever, man. So, where're we going?"

"We're gonna go see Denise Povlsen".

Gabe looked at Jack as if he'd just become a hydra. Denise had a reputation for being a shy, self-reserved girl who almost never talked to anybody. Though he'd heard from Shasta Molgaard, the sister of Alfred Molgaard, a boy who'd recently formed the RGB Club with the help of the maths teacher Elizabeth Kjærsgaard, that Denise frequently talked around her and her other friends and was simply nervous at meeting new people.

Meanwhile, Denise Povlsen was hanging out with Alfred Molgaard. They were at the Rhododendron Mall shopping for Denise's new school clothes.

"Why the hell did you bring me instead of another girl?" Alfred asked, watching Denise strut out of the changing room wearing a blue geometric-shard-pattern skirt and a golden striped sweater.

"I like hanging out with you, Alfred", she replied, doing a spin in front of a large mirror. "So what do you think?"

Alfred examined her outfit. That sweater seems a little too tight for her, he thought to himself. He grinned a little at the thought. "It looks nice on you. Looks a hell of a lot better than what I have". Denise smiled, then quickly pulled it off the outfit and put on her jacket and jeans. "Well, let's go check this out and we can go have lunch!"

Right after they bought Denise's new clothes, Alfred's phone rang. "Hej, Alfred her", he said.

"'Sup, Al. Say, is Denise with you?" Jack asked quickly, sounding out of breath.

"Er, yeah, why?" Alfred replied, looking at Denise as she marveled at the golden sweater.

"Me and Gaben here, we need her help with some science 'homework'", answered Jack.

"'Kay then, I'll tell her, I guess".

"Oh, by the way, where are you guys? We're already on a train bound for the mall".

"Rhododendron Mall. Gainous' Closet".

"See ya then, Al".

"You too", said Alfred, hanging up. He told Denise, who simply shrugged and beamed at him, giving him a little kiss on the cheek before walking out of the store to the train station to meet Gabe and Jack.

"So tell me, Jack", Gabe began slowly. "WHAT THE HELL ARE WE HERE FOR?!" His outburst made a lot of the shoppers stare at the pair for a moment before returning to what they were doing.

Jack shrugged off the shout. "Denise said she'd help us with the project", he said coolly.

Gabe wiped the sweat off his brow, his expression a mixture of relief, confusion, and frustration. "She did? Well, th-that's great. Where do we meet her?" he stuttered.

"Gainous' Closet", Jack answered.

Gabe sighed. He always hated going to clothing shops, especially women's clothing stores where the perfume in the air made it hard to breath.

"Hi, boys", said Denise smiling up at both of them.

"Hey, Denise. So, uh, could you help us out with the pulsar project?" Jack asked.

She shrugged. "I guess so. What part do you want help with?"

"The 'testing' part", Gabe answered.

She nodded again. "Alrighty then. Let's go back to your lab and we can start".

Gabe took three flasks with the pink, maroon, and æble pulsar. "So tell me, which one you wanna start of with?"

Denise surveyed the three options. "I think I'll go with the pink one, Gabe".

Jack raised an eyebrow. "You sure about that. Personally I'd never go pink, that thing messes with my head".

"So, you're a guy. You don't know how it'll act on a girl", she retorted. "C',mon, man, just give it to me already".

"Okay, then", Gabe muttered, injecting Denise with the pink pulsar liquid, breaking off the osmium needle as he did, watching it dissolve into her arm.

"Well?" Jack asked, expectantly. "How does it feel? Good, or nej?"

Denise smiled, looking high. She moaned a little, enjoying the energy of the pink pulsar as it flowed through her. "It feels… It feels so damn good!" she squealed happily.

"Well then", Jack began, slowly. "Looks like the pulsar works. Sorta…

I mean, we're gonna need to test this out firsthand, but I think we're gonna need Alfred too".

"Now what the hell is that s'posed to mean?" Gabe wondered.

"It means we're gonna need so somehow convince Al that Denise needs to seriously do 'things' him", Jack answered.

A few hours later, Alfred was there in the lab with them. "So, what is it you wanted me for?" Alfred asked, looking slightly annoyed.

"Well, me and Gabe here, we're testing out a pulsar on Denise, and we kinda need your help to see if it works right

And since she has a crush on you, I figured, why not let you in on this?"

Alfred looked at Jack. Then he looked at Denise. "You askin' me to 'do it' with 'er?"

"Basically, yes.", Gabe stated, grinning.

Alfred looked at them incredulously. "What the…", his voice trailed off, thinking it over. Hmmm. Well, she would be a good one… She has those nice, soft lips. Well, why the hell not, he thought to himself.

"'Kay then, I'll do it", Alfred said finally, smiling widely.

A.N Well that chapter is done with. Please to things like reveiw, and maybe spread the word. BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! BTW, prep yourself for the reason it was switched from K+ to T :3