The next morning, I awoke with a start, this time not from the rooster, but from a loud knock at the front door. What was going through my mind was who in the world will knock so loudly at our door at 7:30 in the morning? After last night's dance, I was completely wiped out, and wasn't in the mood to be waken up so early on a Samhain (Saturday) morning.
The knock came again, louder this time. I grunted and flipped back my covers, seeing as my parents probably couldn't hear the knock. My mom? Maybe, since she was an elf. My dad? Zip, zilch, nada. But none of them made an effort to move. The knock came louder and faster.
"I got it!" I shouted to my parents. Then I flung open the door, and what I saw before me shocked me. It was a girl. A tall girl with smooth chocolate-brown skin, long bright red hair gathered in a neat ponytail with a few strands hanging near her face. Her piercing, dark blue eyes gave me a once over. She nodded her head up and down, taking in my body. I frowned and crossed my arms over my chest. There wasn't a lot to look at in the first place. I was still in my pajamas after all.
Finally, I broke the awkward silence, "Can I help you?"
"Yes. Indeed you can," she said in an icy tone that made me jump back a few feet, "I need to see Zero and Jadiana, if you don't mind."
"Actually, they're asleep, I think," I replied looking toward the stairs as if they would just be coming down.
The girl's eyebrows shot up, "Oh really? Well then..." Without warning, she pushed me roughly aside and stepped onto the threshold.
"Oh wait! Take off your shoes," I told her, my body shaken at being pushed aside so forcefully.
She scrunched up her nose and rolled her eyes, "Uh, yeah. You don't think I know that?"
I bit my lower lip. The way she talked to me made me feel like I was dumb, and I didn't like it.
"Now if you don't mind, I'll just be going upstairs..." she said already walking to the first step.
"Wait!" I said immediately rushing past her and blocking the stairwell. Thank god I was an elf and I could run faster than her.
She crossed her arms and gave me a scowl, "And why should I?"
"B-because," I stuttered, "Y'know what? I'll go wake them up. In the meantime," I pointed to the dining room table, "You can have a seat there."
The girl gave me another scowl before reluctantly heading toward the dining room. At this, I bolted up the stairs and burst through my parents room without knocking. Big mistake. My parents were already at it, and so early in the morning too.
I covered my eyes in horror, "My eyes! What are you two doing? Didn't you hear the knock at the door?"
I heard my mom giggle, "Okay Yokka. You caught us."
"Yeah," piped in my dad, "But just wait. You won't think it's that bad when you're married."
"There are some things I can't unsee," I muttered under my breath. Then I shook my head and continued, "Well, there's some girl downstairs and she wants to see you," I paused, "Actually, she kinda demanded it."
At this, my parents eyes widened.
"Oh shit! What's she doing here?" said my mom angrily. She immediately escaped from under my dad's grasp and headed to the bathroom.
He rolled his eyes, then turned to me, "Well, I would tell you to stay away from her, but I guess it's too late."
I gulped. If my mom cussed and stalked out angrily, then I had a feeling the girl I just invited in the house downstairs, was some bad news.
"We'll be down there soon," said my dad standing up. I screamed and stumbled backward in an attempt to cover my eyes up again. My dad grinned sheepishly, "Whoops. I forgot I was naked."
"That's not something I can unsee. That's called being scarred for life!" I said, slowly inching my way out the door.
Then I rushed downstairs where the girl had moved from the dining room to the kitchen and was busily going through the cabinets. When she saw me, she asked, "Got anything good to eat? I'm starving since I skipped breakfast."
I nodded and went to the icebox where mom usually kept the cheese. Pulling that out, a knife, and some crackers, I whipped up cheese and crackers, then presented it to the girl who snatched it and started gobbling it up.
"Y-you're welcome," I told her. Sheesh, I guess some people don't have manners, I thought.
"Hmm..." she said through a mouthful of cheese and crackers. She placed the plate on the counter then examined me once again, "Are you sure you're the daughter of Jadiana?"
I nodded and she 'hmmed' again. Then she twirled around her finger in the motion for me to turn around. I turned and she caught me by surprise by grabbing my breasts.
"Ahh!" I screamed, "What the heck are you doing?!"
"Not too bad. Though not as big as mine," she said giving them a rough squeeze.
"Stop!" I screamed again trying to escape her clutch on me.
Just then mom came running down the stairs, and yanked the girl off, "What the hell was that?!"
She narrowed her eyes and smirked, "I was just checking. It's not as big as yours. Or mine either."
"Doesn't mean that you can do that! Even if you are her aunt!"
"M-my aunt?" I asked. Mom sighed and nodded. My eyes widened. I had to be dreaming. This girl who barged in without permission, had no manners, and was trying to feel me up was my aunt?!
"So..." said my dad, trying to suppress a snicker behind his hand, "It looks like you guys met. And in the most interesting way too."
We nodded and I could feel my face heat up. I can't believe my dad was taking an enjoyment out of my molestment. Such a dirty mind.
Mom sighed, "Well, seeing as you got so touchy-touchy with Yokka already..." Mom gestured her hand toward my aunt, "Yokka. This is your aunt Jenny. She is your aunt on your dad's side."
"My older sister, unfortunately," added my dad.
"Yes yes and yes," said aunt Jenny taking a sip of her water, "Sorry about the way I acted earlier," she said to me.
I shrugged my shoulders in a sign that it was okay. But on the inside, my body was screaming from being touched so awkwardly.
"As you can see, she's even worse than your father," said my mom, "As in, she's always horny. And is not afraid to take her emotions out on others."
"That's right," said aunt Jenny with a bright smile.
"Well don't look so proud of it!" shouted my mom, shaking a fist at her.
Aunt Jenny just smirked and tipped her chair back. I could see now that mom and aunt Jenny couldn't stand each other by the way they threw their insults at each other every minute.
"So why are you here?" asked dad, "You hate coming here, and will only do so for either entertainment, or to tell us something."
Mom rolled her eyes, "Did your last boyfriend find out you're a slut and dump you?"
"Watch it," said aunt Jenny narrowing her eyes, "But no. I came here because I have exciting news."
"Oh please tell us, since we're dying to know."
Aunt Jenny shot her another look before continuing, "Well, I know you guys probably won't believe this, but I am the new principal of Rath Castle High School!" Aunt Jenny threw her hands in the air, "Whoo!"
Mom gasped, dad almost fell backward in my chair, and I choked on the water I was drinking at that moment. Did she say Rath Castle High School? Oh no. This was bad, really bad!
Jenny smirked, "I knew you guys would have that reaction, which was exactly why I am telling you now."
Dad shook his head, "The very fact they hired you out of all people to run a school, is beyond me."
"Well, maybe I'm smart and can organize well," said Jenny with a shrug of her shoulders.
Mom rolled her eyes, "You didn't even graduate high school. What makes you think you're fit to run an entire school?"
"A lot, actually, if they hired me with no questions asked. They really needed a new principal."
"They were probably desperate and would hire anyone," muttered mom under her breath.
"Well whatever," she said with a wave of her hand, "But I also have a story to tell you guys."
This got me interested and I sat up straight and paid attention.
"Since I'm the new principal, I had some responsibilities even on my first day on the job," she began, "And so, some teachers needed help to finish grading some papers. I went through half the stack, and realized that everyone scored below a 59%! I was like, what the heck? This is supposed to be the top school in the world!"
Jenny sighed, "I got so tired writing F on every paper, that I just got a stamp with an F on it and started stamping away!" Jenny laughed and made the stamping motion with her hand, "F! F! F! F! F's everywhere!"
Mom rolled her eyes again, "Is there a point to this story so you can leave?"
"Yes, well, on one paper, I recognized the name of the person. It was a student who's older brother dumped me a long time ago! I was so pissed! So I put two F's on his paper." Jenny laughed again.
"Is that all?" asked my dad.
"Not exactly. From then on, whenever I recognized someone who's brother, or any other relative dumped me, I stamped two F's on their paper!" Jenny chuckled, "Well, those people came back to me with the same complaints, 'Why did I get two F's on my paper?' I said to them, 'The first F stands for FAILURE! Because you sucked miserably! The second F stands FU-"
At that moment, mom and dad's eyes widened and they rushed toward Jenny, clamping her mouth shut before she continued. She laughed behind their hands, then slowly raised up her middle finger. The color drained from my face and I felt light-headed. Actually, I felt more sorry for those poor kids who got flipped off.
Mom and dad breathed a sigh of relief, however, they had yet to realize I knew what the middle finger meant.
When they thought it was safe, they took their hands off of Jenny's mouth and sat back in their chairs. Jenny brushed an invisible speck of dust off her red two-tone biznot dress, then continued, "They complained to their parents, who complained to the board of education. Luckily, they wouldn't do anything about it. Quite frankly, I think the board of education was relieved that I was the one to break the ice and finally tell the students that they suck."
"The parents are probably pissed though," said dad.
She nodded then yawned, "No biggie anyway. For all I care, they were a bunch of faggots who get upset whenever their spoiled rotten child doesn't get a break from one bad grade."
"That's a harsh way of putting it," I pointed out.
"That's just who I am. I point out the things that people don't want to hear, yet know it's true."
She had a point. I've never had the nerve to do just that. For a split second, I actually admired her spunk.
Jenny sprung up and stretched. Then she grabbed her two-handed sword and slung it over her shoulder, "Well, I promised to meet Manzana and Stealthy at the Bean Rua Club. To celebrate the fact that they didn't kick me out after one day of working somewhere." She chuckled, then continued, "Wanna join?"
Mom propped her elbows on the table, her eyebrows knitted together in hard concentration. From the look on her face, I could tell she was proud of Jenny, but at the same time, her hate for her made her want to stay behind.
After a long pause, dad blurted out, "I'll go!"
"Yeah!" said Jenny pumping her fist in the air.
Mom pulled dad's ear to her mouth, "What are you doing?!" I heard her hiss.
"Oh, come on Jad. She's my sister. Naturally, I have to go with her in order to save my sorry ass from getting kicked."
Mom nodded, then sighed standing up, "Fine. I'll go, but I won't enjoy it."
Jenny smirked, "I don't care. Just as long as you don't do anything dirty with Zero."
"Not like you're any better!" snapped back mom.
Dad stepped in between the two, "Why don't we go. Like, now."
"Fine," they mumbled.
While grabbing their bags, mom turned around and handed me a pouch, "If you get hungry, send a note to the restaurant. They'll deliver. We'll be back later."
I nodded and took the pouch, then watched as they left. Once the door closed, I waited a few minutes before rushing to my room, grabbing my feather, dipping it in ink, and quickly writing a note to Cinnamon, Kaitlyn, and Hasenoo.
Come over immediately! I have some shocking news!
Once they got over, after I sent the notes via white owl, I quickly relayed everything that happened to them. Their expressions ranged from confusion, to understanding, and to shock.
When I finished, there was an awkward pause in the air. Then the questions started.
"Principal Jenny is your aunt?" said Kaitlyn.
"Jenny was measuring your breasts?" said Hasenoo, blushing as he said this.
"Jenny-sama flipped off those kids?" said Cinnamon. I swear, he must be the only person who would use a suffix like '-sama' to Jenny's name. If she heard that, I think her head would get bigger from her unending pride. Not that it can get already bigger than it already was.
"Yes, yes, and yes," I answered.
"Wow," breathed out Hasenoo, falling back on my pillows.
"Now that I think about it, yesterday I was walking home and saw some kids with their parents. The parents were cussing under their breath and trying to comfort their children who were crying a river."
I tried not to giggle at this piece of information. Yep, that was Jenny all right.
I sighed, "Knowing now that Jenny is our principal, I have a feeling that some kids might use me to bend the rules a bit to their advantage. Hopefully, you guys won't do that, right?"
They all nodded. Well that was good. But I had a bad feeling that school would never be the same.
So school has started again, and I'm already loaded down with homework. I guess that's what I get for being a junior x.x
