AN: Hey guys! Long time no update, amirite? Yeah, sorry about that. Wish I could say I'll be better about that next time, but we all know I'd be lying. So, here it is then!
Jeremy was beginning to regret inviting Kol over to his house. Damon was gone for the day and wouldn't be back until late and Stefan was visiting Elena at college. It was just Jeremy and Kol at the Salvatore Boarding House, and Jeremy had begun wishing that it was just him. Kol would not stop hounding him to find out what happened when he got home.
"Come on, Jer. Just tell me." Kol pleaded from his position of lying on the living room floor. Jeremy, who was sprawled out on the couch, just shook his head for the fifth time in the last ten minutes.
"No, Kol. Just drop it." Jeremy pleaded, looking over at Kol imploringly. Jeremy was too embarrassed about the whole situation to tell his best friend. "Why don't you tell me what happened to you." Jeremy asked with a smirk, giving Kol a taste of his medicine.
Kol grinned back at Jeremy. "They kicked my ass into next week. I've still got to wait a few days just to see it again." he said unabashedly. "You're turn."
Jeremy groaned. "Fine. Damon raised hell fire on my ass."
Kol laughed. "Daddy Damon steps up to the plate." Jeremy chucked a pillow at his head.
"Shut up or get out."
"Aw c'mon, Jer. I'm just saying that it's endearing. Jeremy's got a new daddy dearest." Kol kept teasing, propping himself up on his elbows to better smirk at Jeremy.
"Not another word." Jeremy said waving a pillow threateningly at him. Kol mimed zipping his lips into silence.
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Jeremy had his head down on his desk in his first period, physics. Kol sat next to him, crumpling up little pieces of paper and throwing them at the girl in front of them. He seemed to be playing a game of how many pieces can he get in her hood without her noticing. So far the answer was twenty-six, but Jeremy may have lost count a bit.
"You have a free block next, right?" Kol whispered to Jeremy when their teacher was writing on the board.
"Yeah. Why?" Jeremy replied.
Kol grinned mischievously. "I have an idea I need your help with."
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"Kol! This is possibly the dumbest idea you've ever had." Jeremy angrily whispered as he stood by the classroom door keeping watch.
"Relax, mini-Salvatore. Just keep an eye out." Kol said calmly, flipping through papers on their history teachers desk.
"Hurry up. How long does it take to steal a freaking test?" Jeremy growled, glaring at Kol. Kol gestured for him to turn back around and keep watch.
"Why are we even taking it?" Jeremy complained.
"Because we can sell it to other kids. This is the biggest test of the year. People will pay good money for a copy of the answers."
"Aren't you already pretty freaking rich? Why do you care about a scam like this?" Jeremy pointed out.
"I'm also doing it so we can get A's on the test." Kol said, picking open the file cabinet with a skill Jeremy didn't know he possessed.
"Why do you care about getting an A?" Jeremy snorted.
"Because for some reason my brothers have taken an interest in my grades. Guess it's some sort of obligation for them to skin me when I fail a class. Go figure." Kol murmured, pulling out a paper from the cabinet. "Got it!" he said triumphantly. Jeremy breathed a sigh of relief, walking over to him.
"Can we leave now?" he asked.
"Yes, boys, you can leave. And go straight to the principal's office." Their history teacher's voice sounded from behind them.
Kol and Jeremy both froze and exchanged dreading looks. "Nice watching the door." Kol muttered to Jeremy.
"Nice plan." Jeremy shot back. Their teacher gestured for them to follow him to the office.
"Can't you just compel him to forget about this?" Jeremy whispered furiously to Kol.
"The entire school is on vervain. If I could compel teachers, don't you think I'd have all A's right now?"
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"Well, boys, I must say, this is a very serious offense. Breaking into a classroom and stealing a test." Principal McCray lectured as Jeremy and Kol sat in front of his desk.
This is all Kol's fault. Why did I let him talk me into this? Jeremy thought bitterly, shooting his friend a dark look. Kol smiled innocently back.
"I'm afraid that I'm going to have to call your parents to come get you. And on top of that, you are both suspended for the next week." Principal McCray said, almost sounding actually sorry about it. Jeremy found it hard to hate the guy, despite the position he was in. "What is your parent's number, Mr. Mikaelson?" McCray asked, picking up his phone.
"Not sure. Ask the operator how to contact hell." Kol said shrugging. McCray pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Your guardian then." McCray said. Kol rolled his eyes but gave him Klaus's number, probably thinking he'd be more forgiving in this situation.
"And you?" McCray turned to Jeremy. He sighed and muttered Damon's number.
After speaking with both men, McCray hung up the phone and turned to the boys. "They'll be here shortly."
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Jeremy and Kol sat outside the office on a bench, waiting for their pissed off families to arrive.
Kol started chuckling, much to Jeremy's annoyance.
"What the hell's so funny?" he asked, still pissed with Kol for getting them into this mess.
"I'm just thinking about how glad I am Mikael isn't around for times like these." Kol said leaning his head against the back of bench.
"I thought Klaus got the brunt of that?" Jeremy said, voice kinder now.
Kol's face hardened, obviously thinking about something. "We all got it in different way. Nik was just the one who got the beatings. He preferred other stuff for me."
Jeremy furrowed his brow in confusion, but before he could ask what that meant, Damon and Klaus stormed towards them from the front doors.
AN: As always, please feel free to review and/or give me suggestions for ideas. I have an idea of where this is going (but I want your ideas too!), and I promise there will be an actual *gasp* plot.