WHAT GOES ON!!! YOU'VE BEEN BUGGIN ME FOR A HOLE SO HERE'S CHAPTER4!!!! NOW SHUT YOUR DANG PIE WHOLES AND ENJOY!!!

Someone was shaking Dessica awake. But she wouldn't budge. Suddenly she began to come to. In her eyes, Jasper was gently shaking hr awake.

"Dessica." He whispered. "Dessica, wake up my love." A smile began to grow on her face as she opened her eyes.

"Dessica." The voice got louder and the shaking got faster. When she finally woke up, she saw it wasn't Japer at all, it was actually Mr. James.

"Dessica Black, wake up this minute!" She shot up and they clonked heads.

"Augh!" She shouted as she rubbed her head. Dessica glanced over at Alice, who was glaring at her as she had a slight argument with Jasper.

"Sorry Mr. James." Dessica said sounding depressed. It took her a moment to realize everyone else in the class was laughing at her. That only made her feel worse. She looked at Jasper as she got up. It looked like she was about to scream. She stumbled as she got on her feet, and ran out of the classroom.

She ran in a locker-room in the gym. She thought it was the girls locker-room, but she actually ended up in the boys. She sat there in a ball on a bench with her face in her knees. She was crying.

"I must be such an idiot to him now!" She said. "How could I be so stupid? Fainting right in front of him like that. Such a moron!" She sank her face back into her knees. Her head shot up when she heard the door open. She was about to get up and run, but she stayed in her ball.

"As if my day couldn't get worse." She said to herself.

"What are you doing here?" She heard a boy's voice. She kept her head down.

"Mourning the end of my life." She said. The boy sat next to her and laid his hand on her shoulder.

"Aw come on," He said softly. "I'm sure it'll get better."

"Not after the way I made a total idiot of myself in front of my crush." She sniffled.

"Oh, who's your crush?"

"Just a guy named Ja-." She stopped when she lifted her head and saw that is was actually Jasper she was talking to.

"Uuhhh," She said nervously. "Just kidding! I don't have a crush. Pshhh, no!" She tried to act as if she never mentioned the word. But Jasper saw right threw her. He gazed deep into her eyes and made her only say,

"His name is…" Before more guys began to rush in for P.E.

"You better get outta here." Jasper said quietly. He grabbed Dessica's hand and zoomed out of the locker room like lightening. Next thing Dessica knew, she was in art class just seconds before the bell.

"Uh," She was a little freaked out from Jasper's speed.

"Thanks?"

"No problem." He said with a little smirk.

"Ok class," Mrs. Kierkess, (Keer-kess) the art teacher. "Today we'll be doing pottery." Jasper has had some experience with pottery in Elementary. But Dessica has not.

"I am going to put you in groups of 2." Mrs. Kierkess began to walk around the room with her clipboard.

"He or she will be your partner for the rest of this week. Next week, we will switch. Alice and John. Kiki and Rose. Dessica and Fred. Jasper and Emma." And so on. Dessica's partner, Fred, isn't really the best guy to work with. He's the type who likes to sit and watch. After Mrs. Kierkess handed out the lumps of clay, she said,

"Now if you see one of your classmates having trouble, feel free to help. Ready? Begin!" Dessica took her time trying to figure out how to turn the turn table. After 10-15 minutes, she got it down. But After a while, things weren't going to well. Fred was sitting on the stool with his feet up as clay flew all over Dessica's apron. Jasper kept glancing at her troubles as Emma kept talking about her constant trips to the mall. Eventually, Jasper stopped what he was doing and rushed to Dessica to help her. The turn table was spinning out of control.

"Stop, stop, stop," He said approaching her with his arms out. "Slow down." He stopped the turn table with one hand.

"First problem," He said. "Your molding it wrong. Second, your partner sucks." Jasper pushed Fred slightly and made him fall with the stool.

"Here, just let me show you." He went behind Dessica and laid his hands on top of hers. He showed her how to turn the table slowly and mold it at the same time.

"There you go," He said with a smile. "Your getting it." Jasper and Dessica didn't even noticed that there fingers were interlocking. But Alice sure did. She grew so angry; she began to squeeze the almost-perfect vas.

"What the hell man?!" John said. Alice got her eyes back on her hands and stopped.

"Sorry." She said as she continued to glare at Jasper and Dessica. They were giggling and laughing together. Alice has almost had enough. She began to storm towards them but before she could make it to the table, the bell rang. And Mrs. Kierkess said,

"Class dismissed!"