Me; A new chapter, the chapter 7

Mayhemb; And...Okay, yeah, I'm just gonna stop it with the rhymes for now.

Me; Yeah...Okay...Anyway..! Let us begin, shall we...?

Mayhemb; We shall indeed.


It had been a few days since the odd moment between the Artist and the Greaser leader. Katherine had been helping Jimmy out with a few side chores. For instance, she and Jimmy had helped out this drunk Santa by throwing snowballs at kids from atop a building.

Yeah...She kind of had to review her morals after all of that...

Which lead her to where she is right now.


A sigh escaped Katherine's lips as she stood before the old Tenements that the Greasers called a hangout, her bike parked beside the front entrance and a small silver box in her hands.

Dear lord this was weird...

Yes, she never usually did this sort of stuff, and she probably never would again.

Yet, this was Johnny...

So F it.

The Artist knocked on the front door of the Tenements, shifting her stance from foot to foot.

"I'M GETTIN IT! I'M GETTIN IT!" Hal could be heard exclaiming from the inside, before he opened the door. He looked a bit surprised to see the shorter girl, but that passed easily. "Hey-hey Kat...! Good ta see ya again."

"You too Hal, hey is uh...Is Johnny here...? I didn't see him at the Auto shop earlier..." The taller Greaser thought about this a moment, then turned to the Tenements behind him.

"'AY GUYS! ANY OF YOUS SEEN JOHNNY?.!" A compilation of no's was heard, then Peanut spoke up.

"I HEARD HIM SAY SOMETHIN' ABOUT GOIN' TO THE BMX PARK!"

"Okay..! Thanks!"

"'ey no prob Kat, see ya around..?"

"You bet Hal...!" Katherine called back, nodding to Hal quickly before jumping on her bike and racing off.


Johnny grunted a bit as his bike landed on the ground, the ramp behind him still shaking. He had been working on his bike almost non-stop since he found out about Lola and Gord, and since Katherine decided to get all curious with him.

"Nice trick." Johnny jumped at the sudden voice, wiping around and staring at the girl in question.

"What d'you want Kat...?"

"I wanted...To apologize." Johnny blinked in surprise, staring at the honest looking Artist. "Look...It isn't my place to make comments and question your relationships and what not, I was just lookin' out for you dear. If Lola is cheating then...Well...It's only right for people to question it..."

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"Anyway...Uh...Here." Katherine handed Johnny the box in her hand. "They're uhm...Apology, homemade truffles..."

"...Thanks." Johnny slowly took it, glancing between the container and the girl before him... "And I uh...Guess I'm sorry also for...Ya know, blowin' my lid.."

"S'cool." Katherine blew it off, a smile on her face. "So, hey...See ya around...?"

"Yeah, yeah you will." Johnny decided to be a bit daring, and popped open the lid. Inside were little round chocolate balls, white chocolate swirls were atop them. He plucked one out, and ate it.

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Dear lord...

His mouth was enveloped in a rich mocha flavor. The sensation rolled from the middle of his tongue to the outer edges of his mouth.

Mmmmmmm...

"'kay, bye." Johnny snapped out of his chocolate haze, forcing himself to swallow the treat to respond as Katherine left.

"Bye..! And thanks for the chocolate things..!"

"No prob."


"So, why exactly did he call you in again..?" Katherine asked as she and Jimmy entered Dr. Slawter's classroom.

"Don't know, but I'm guessin' we're gonna find out." The door closed behind them, and the two stood as Jimmy caught their teacher's attention. "Hello...?"

"You, kids, don't just stand there, come and help." The two teens walked over to the desk.

"What do you want Sir..?" Katherine asked, soon followed by her best friend.

"Why did you send for me?"

Dr. Slawter looked a bit confused...

"I sent for you..?.." Realization then struck him. "Oh, yes, I did. Look at that plant, boy and girl."

Katherine and Jimmy both looked at the large Venus flytrap beside the desk.

"Magnificent isn't it..?" The teens kept silent... "A Crapula Maxima Fortissima- a rare and precious Venus Flytrap...Unfortunately, there is a boy at this school, Derby Harrington, who was given such a plant from his father."

Katherine back tracked a bit. Derby...? Did he mean Pinky's cousin..? Crap, if she had to get into this then she and Pinky might get into a fi-Op, never mind, the Artist had forgotten that Pink was on and off with Jimmy so...

Yeah, she should be good.

"His father is NOT a nice man, Derby is NOT a nice boy." Both of these facts were kind of obvious to the two teens... "They keep that plant to belittle my collection...There are two sides to biology, kids. Life...!...And Death..."

Wait...Was he asking them to kill Derby...?

"Do I make myself clear...?" This guy was almost as dramatic as Katherine..!

"Very clear Sir, you want us to kill Derby Harrington. Yeah, we'll get right on that..." Jimmy turned, almost ready to leave, when the teacher spoke up once more.

"Not the boy, boy..! The plant boy..! Kill the plant..!" Katherine nodded her head to this, and grabbed Jimmy's wrist.

"Right Sir, we'll get on that."


"I didn't sign up for this shiz..." Katherine declared as she was in the Aquaberry store, Jimmy on the outside of the changing room curtain.

"Yeah well, we can't get into the place without looking like them..." Jimmy had already came to the store before and purchased an outfit, yet Katherine never even knew this place existed...

Much less wanted to try anything on in here.

"Why must I wear the girl uniform..?.!"

"Because they're all for the correct genders in their uniform things Kat, now hurry up."

A distasteful matter came from Katherine as she shrugged on the clothing, before stepping out and glaring at her reflection.

She had changed from her normal school attire to a short sleeve white button down shirt, black flats, nylon tights that made her legs a bit lighter, the Aquaberry vest, and a knee-length Aquaberry skirt...

"I hate you so much right now Jimmy.."

"Yeah, yeah, come on. We still have one more thing we need to do before we go to the Harrington House..."


Jimmy and Katherine were right now riding to the Prep's house, both having gotten haircuts.

Jimmy had gotten a Good boy haircut, which basically meant that some of his hair was combed back while the other half of it swept over his forehead and eyes.

Katherine didn't have to do much though...

Except for DYE HER HAIR.

It was now a complete shade of Auburn brown, tied back into a high pony tail.

Dear lord she was gonna kill somebody if anyone else recognized her..

"So...How you liking the new look..?"

"I'm supposed to like this?" Katherine grumbled out from the back of Jimmy's motorized scooter, glaring at the drive way as they pulled up to the estate.

"Look, I know you're mad."

"Heck yeah I am..."

"So how about this. You cause some trouble around the House, distract some of the people inside with your creative violence, and I'll do the job-Kat..?"

Katherine had left as soon as he had said creative violence.


After, not so, quietly breaking into the tool shed with a rock to the window, Katherine managed to get her supplies. A pair of sheers, some twine, a thin piece of metal, several paintbrushes, a pair of gloves, and a bucket of blue paint.

Using the sheers she had ended up cutting several branches from the hedges. Then, with the aid of her piece of metal and a lock pick she had, she punctured the seats of the Harrington car and made them stay. With the paint she wrote the word "DEMOCRATS" on the front and back window with the paintbrush.

{due to the fact that once Bif lost to Jimmy in the boxing match, Derby called Bif a "filthy Democrat"}

Once this was done, Katherine got out of the car and went to actual house itself.

The first step was the paint.

Katherine had already dawned the gloves, and dipped her hand into the paint bucket, before smearing the goop all over the walls.

Okay, even she had to admit, she wasn't being creative...She just wanted to be destructive right now. Yet was that a crime..?

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Don't answer that.


Katherine chuckled as she entered the kitchen for the second time in her stay at Bullsworth. Her backpack came off, and thus began her stealing.

She didn't steal anything of real importance. Just some regular glass cups which were in a cupboard marked "Non-occasional", and a few sets of unopened silverware containers.

What could she say...? She liked the shinny stuff.

"Well well well~ What's this little number...?" Katherine muttered to herself, pulling out a wine bottle...Then placed it into a nice little container, and put it in the bag also.

Her conscience spoke to her, telling her that this was wrong. But how many times had these guys do something bad to her, or her boys in the Greaser clique...? This was just, in a tiny extent, Karma at the least.

Once that was all said and done, and her backpack was on, Katherine pulled out some of the containers of cottage cheese, oatmeal, corn, and green food coloring.

However, before she began "baking", Katherine noticed a shinny thing on the wall. The Artist took one of the keys off the wall, one of the many that were marked "Backdoor"...Who knows when it would be of use.


The twine was set around the bottom steps of the main staircase, with the fake vomit spewed over the entire thing.

"K! LET'S GO!" Jimmy yelled as he came into the main room, sliding on the railing to get over the well-placed pranks. Katherine nodded her head, and ran to the door with a grin.

"We should do this again." Katherine declared as she hopped onto the scooter behind Jimmy, who started up the ride.

"Uhm...Maybe not."

"Booooo..."


A rather mad grunt came out of Katherine's mouth as she sat down at the bar, the towel in her hands rapidly rubbing at her hair.

The dye hadn't been in there for too long thankfully, yet it was still a pain to get out.

After three washes with some special shampoos and conditioners, her regular color was being brought back to the lights of day.

"Hey, I'm sorry okay...?" Jimmy apologized once more, sitting down at the counter with her. "I know you don't like getting your hair done and all...But we kinda had to."

"Not really, no one even saw me..!"

"It was a precaution..." Katherine sighed through her nose, bobbing her head to the noise her towel was making...

"I know Jimmy..."

"...And hey, great job stealing all that stuff by the way."

"Thanks, I figured we could use some more trinkets.." Katherine gave a small chuckle, looking at all her new pretties that were in the open cabinet. "Plus, it helped me with my little stealing fix...I should be good for now."

"Good, the last thing I need is to be helping a full-scale kleptomaniac."

"Oh please, you'd take me in no matter what." Katherine ruffled Jimmy's hair, a grin on her face. "You love me too much."

"I don't know." Jimmy joked, slapping her hand away. "I kinda have standards."

"Really...? That's a surprise."

"Ah, shut up."


Katherine's smile grew as she flipped open her Journal, the fresh page greeting her happily. She picked up her dark red ink pen, and started out with the words.

Dear Mom, today was a pretty good day.

I managed to get back Johnny's friendship, thankfully. Using the help of my words and some home cookin'. People still have a hard time sayin' no to my truffles it seems~

That, and I also did a few good deeds for a teacher of mine. I won't go into too many details though, in fear that you won't really approve of what I've done...

But, I'll be glad to say, that I am helping Jimmy out. I've gotten us some new silverware, glasses, and some possible insurance for later.

Anyway, I best turn in. Tomorrow is technically the last day of school for a while due to winter break, so most of the classes may be shutting down. Hopefully I can see my boys some more over the time off.

Song of the Day; Trashin' the Camp from Tarzan...For a few reasons.

Anyway, best get goin.

Love you...!

Katherine put her pen into her bag, and slipped her Journal back into place. The key she had acquired, however, was a different story. After a quick scan of her things, she finally picked up one of her flats that she had worn that day...

And proceeded to rip out the inner sole of it, just enough to fit the key inside without anyone knowing the difference.

With the addiction of a small dab of rubber cement, the shoe was as good as new. It was then replaced beside it's partner on the floor, a giggle erupted from her throat as she laid back in her bed.

With a content sigh Katherine rolled over on her bed, hitching the thick wool blanket over her shoulders as her eyes slowly closed to the world of imagination.


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