Letters To Juliet
By Triple Driple
Chapter 6: Not so simple
Rating: T
Contains: Violence & minor expression of emotions (nothing too extreme!)
Disclaimer: I am only a fan of the show, I do not own anything!
A/N: Sorry I went a week without updating. I was out of internet connections for me to post but I got my resources back and I'm ready to update some more so enjoy:
Chapter 6: Not So Simple
"Thanks Jack," Kim smiled at me and I smiled back, weirdly attracted to that smile. "Bye." She said before exiting the car…
I smiled as I watched her leave but I snapped out of it. She's like my foe… I can't be considering being a bit nicer to her. She's a rude, pompous brat. I mean, she was nothing but rude to me on the first day here. But then I thought about… usually she'd explode in my presence but today, she laughed and smiled and looked serene and calm.
There was a feeling that sometimes there's more than meets the eye. Is it possible that I, Jackson Brewer, was wrong about someone?
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At lunch break, I entered the cafeteria as usual and grabbed a tray and two Sloppy Joes… or at least that's what I thought it was and turned from the serving station. There I saw Milton, Brody and that weird Black head kid waving me a seat at the table while Kim looked down slowly eating the concoction.
I went over and sat with them. "Hey guys," I said as I sat near Kim who just gave me a short wave and went back to eating. My smiled turned into a frown when I noticed her behaviour. I just turned to the guys and the Latino kid caught my attention.
"So… you're Jack, the new kid huh?" He said "You probably don't know this but I'm Jerry, but you can call me the Swag master like everyone else."
I eyed Jerry strangely before Brody cut in saying "Dude… no one calls you that, even if they did I don't think it would catch on." I had to chuckle a little and so did Milton.
"I'm Brody." Brody told me and I nodded in understanding "You've met Milton and by the looks of the death glares Kim was giving you yesterday I think you know her too."
"Yep," I then turned to Kim "You okay?"
"Hmm?" She said snapping out of it "Yeah, I'm fine."
"Since when are you two nice to each other?" Brody asked
"Me… nice to Blondie, please!" I scoffed earning a glare and a punch in the arm from Kim
"Don't call me that!" She said before turning back in the conversation
"Jack… so where you from?" Jerry cut in asking
"San Diego." I said taking a bite of the Sloppy Joe and cringing a little in disgust "Food there was better too."
"Trust us… the only way you get good food is if your one of them," Milton pointed in my direction and I turned to look at the jocks sitting behind us on a clothed table.
"Please, I doubt that jocks can—" I trailed off as I saw an old dude in a black suit cut a lobster for them "Is that lobster?" I asked in shock turning back to the others
"Yep," Kim then scowled "How I wish for lobster right now!" She said bitterly and I was taking notice of her mood swings right now. Maybe at first she was distracted— and why do I care so much?
"You're just mad that you were kicked off the Pep squad." Milton said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Please, just because I was kicked off doesn't mean I care." Kim said
"You were on the Pep Squad?" I asked in shock almost bursting into laughter
"Yep… co- captain, front and centre," Brody said
"Until Stacy Weismann and Donna Tobin ganged up to get rid of me," Kim said before taking another bite of her concoction.
"Anyways… Jack," Milton said grabbing my attention "Why did you transfer here?"
My eyes widened at those words and I looked at Kim who suddenly had an interested look on her face. "Yes, Brewer… do tell." She said looking at me
"It's not important." I lied looking at my plate. I didn't have the guts to tell my own dad and now a bunch of people I barely knew were asking. They just nodded at me and went back to eating. I'm glad they left it at that… heck, I was even expecting Blondie to run it out of me. If it's not so simple to explain to dad then it can't be to anyone else.
Just then a Brunet came running up to us and sat on Jerry's lap. "Hey guys," She said "Hi Jerry."
"What up Chica," Jerry said before giving her a peck on the lips and ther other cringed in disgust.
"Will you two get a room?" Brody asked them, his voice heavy in annoyance.
"Nah… its fun grossing out you guys," She said before setting eyes on me "This must be the new kid,"
"News roams around doesn't it?" I said rolling my eyes at the words new kid
"I'm Grace… Jerry's girlfriend and Kim's Girl best friend." Grace said and I turned to Kim and she shrugged
"What? I need to talk to a girl to keep myself from going insane from male… fumes." Kim said cringing a bit at the 'fumes' bit. "So what's up?"
"Ever since the wicked witches of the east, Donna and Stacy kicked us off life's been suckish." Grace said
"Join the dojo," Kim shrugged and Grace shook her head
"Oh no!" Grace shook her head "Grunting, kicking people in the face and scaring people to death may work for you but certainly not for me."
"But if you do then you can kick Donna and Stacy into next week," Kim tried again
"Hmm, I'll think about it." Grace said causing the others to laugh
We continued to talk about random stuff and I must admit these guys are really cool... which makes me feel bad about me blowing off Milton; he was a pretty cool catch.
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At home, the following afternoon I found my dad at home sitting on the couch checking reports for some of the animals at the aquarium.
"Hey dad," I said
"Hey, how was school?" Dad asked looking up at me
"Same old, same old." I said
"The dojo?" Dad asked
"Pretty good," I responded simply. He looked at me and nodded, fumbling around with his fingers as if he wanted to say something but couldn't find the words. For once, my hard edge behaviour seemed so… distant from me as I looked at my dad. He looked as if he wanted to try being a dad to me, I want to try being a son but it wasn't easy.
I just went upstairs to try and ease down the awkwardness from my system. It's not so simple trying to pretend that everything was alright… we haven't spoken in years. Sure it was a statement thrown around here and there between us but the more we try to break the ice— the harder it gets!