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Chapter 9
Andrew and Allison returned. Jessica gets a can of Coca-Cola for herself and returned to her desk.
Claire pulls her lunch out of a silver shopping bag.
"What's in there?" John asked.
"Guess," Claire replied. "Where's your lunch?"
"Jessica's wearing it." John said.
Jessica rolled her eyes.
"You're nauseating." The red head sneered.
John took a Coca-Cola can and tossed over it to Allison who grabbed it without looking up.
While Jessica was taking the contents of her lunch out, she watches Claire set up a little seafood bar. She pours soy sauce into a dish.
"What's that?" John asked.
"Sushi," Claire responded.
"Sushi?" John repeated.
"Rice, raw fish, and seaweed," Claire stated.
Andrew and Brian looked at the princess with a disgusted expression. Jessica made a sick face. Her parents had sushi for dinner and she did not like the taste of raw seafood.
Even John looked disgusted.
"You won't accept a guy's tongue in your mouth, and you're going to eat that?"
"Can I eat?" Claire asked, slightly annoyed.
"I don't know. Give it a try," John replied.
As Jessica opened the can of smoked oysters, she saw Andrew take out a few sandwiches, a bag of chips, a carton of milk, a bag of chocolate chip cookies, an apple and a banana.
"That is gross. This dude is a P-I-G, pig." Jessica said.
John snickered and Andrew glared at the blonde girl.
As Jessica sprinkled hot sauce on the oysters, she hears a loud, slurping sound. Jessica turns around to see Allison drinking soda from the table.
The recluse peeled salami off the bread and tossed at the grotesque statue. The salami falls to the floor. She sprinkled Pixie Sticks sugar on top and slipped some in her mouth. Allison puts Captain Crunch cereal on top with a crinkling sound causing Andrew to turn around. She crushes it with the palm of her hand causing Claire to turn around. Allison puts her sugary sandwich together and ate it with a loud crunch.
Brian just stared at her shocked. Andrew, Claire, and John looked disgusted. They turned away slowly.
"You go girl," Jessica said, giving the basket case a thumbs up sign.
Allison winked at the free spirit.
Jessica stabbed her fork into an oyster and took a bite.
John gets up and stood in front of Jessica.
"What is that?" He asked while eyeing the other contents from Jessica's lunch: apple slices, cheese puffs, and a Snickers bar.
"Smoked oysters with hot sauce," Jessica stated.
"Yuck," John said making a face as Jessica rolled her eyes. He walks away and sits next to Brian.
Jessica watched the criminal snatch the nerd's lunch bag and placed it in front of him as she ate the oysters.
"What are we having?" John asked, folding his hands and looking at Brian.
"Uh, it's just your standard, regular lunch, I guess." Brian stuttered slightly.
John pulls a yellow thermos out of the bag.
"Milk?"
"Soup," Brian corrected.
John reaches back into the bag, slapping Brian's hand when he tried to take the bag away and pulled a juice box out, smirking.
"Uh, that's apple juice." Brian said.
"I can read." John said dully.
He pulls out a sandwich.
"PB & J with the crusts cut off. Well, Brian this is a very nutritious lunch. All the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rogers?" John asked.
Jessica snickered.
"No, Mr. Johnson." Brian replied.
"Here's my impression of the life at Big Bri's house," John said, getting up.
Brian and Allison watched the criminal curiously while Claire and Andrew looked on amused. Jessica just watched with a bored expression.
John stood in front of the statue.
"Son?" He bellowed, pretending to be Brian's dad.
"Yeah, Dad?" John asked in a child-like voice imitating Brian.
"How was your day pal?" John asked (as Mr. Johnson).
"Great Dad, How's yours?" John asked (as Brian).
"Super. Say son how'd you like to go fishing this weekend?" John asked (as Mr. Johnson).
"Great Dad, but I've got homework to do." John replied (as Brian).
"That's alright, son. You can do it on the boat," said John (as Mr. Johnson).
"Gee!" John replied with glee (as Brian).
"Dear, isn't our son swell?" John asked (as Mr. Johnson).
"Yes dear. Isn't life swell?" John asked in a female voice pretending to be Brian's mother.
John makes kissing noises imitating Brian's parents being affectionate. He pauses and makes a fist punch in the mom's face.
Jessica didn't find John's parody hilarious. She felt a little pang of sympathy for the nerd.
"All right, what about your family?" Andrew asked.
"Oh boy," Jessica thought, sighing.
"Mine?" John asked.
"Yeah," Andrew replied.
"Real simple," John responded.
He imitates his dad rubbing his cheek.
"Stupid, worthless, no-good, freeloading, big mouth, know-it-all jerk." John stated in a deep voice imitating his father.
"You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful." John added in a female voice imitating his mother.
"Shut up! Go fix me a turkey potpie." John yelled (as his dad).
"What about you Dad?" John asked in his own voice.
"Screw you," John snapped (as his dad).
"No Dad, what about you?" John asked.
"Screw you!" John yelled (as his dad).
"NO DAD, WHAT ABOUT YOU?"
"SCREW YOU!"
Jessica grimaced.
"Is that for real?" Brian asked.
"You want to come over sometime?" John asked.
"That's baloney." Andrew said skeptically. "It's all part of your image; I don't believe a word of it."
Jessica glared at the blonde jock.
"No?" John asked.
"No." Andrew replied.
"No?"
"Did I stutter?" Andrew asked.
John walks over to the jock and pulls back the sleeve of his shirt to reveal a small bruise on his triceps'.
"Do you believe this, huh? It's about the size of a cigar. Do I stutter? See, this is what you get in my house when you spill paint in the garage." John said.
He walks away from the athlete.
"See I don't think that I need to sit with you stinking dummies anymore." John snapped.
Angry and frustrated, he knocks over books and climbed up the stairs.
"You shouldn't have said that." Claire said quietly.
"How could I know?" Andrew scoffed, "I mean he lies about everything anyway."
"What the hell do you know jockstrap? You don't know squat about him." Jessica snapped.
"You don't know him either." Andrew shot back.
"Maybe so, but you can't judge people before you get to know them. You don't know what their home life is like; it's not all that great like yours. You better wise up sporto."
Without another word, Jessica gets up to join the criminal.
"John?" Jessica asked quietly.
"What do you want Blondie?" John snarled.
"I just thought I'd keep you company. I…"
"Look, hippie chick if you're going to say 'I know how you feel' I'm throwing you off the edge." John snapped.
"Chill out, dude." Jessica retorted. "What I'm trying to say is that if you need a place to lie over, you're welcome to come to my place."
For a minute, there's silence between the two.
"It was only a suggestion." Just as Jessica was about to leave, John grabs her by the wrist.
"Wait. You mean it? You're willing to do that for me?" He asked.
"Yeah, dude. My parents won't mind. They do annoy me sometimes, but neither of them ever laid a hand on me." Jessica replied.
"Thanks, Jessica. So what do these symbols mean?" John asked, gesturing to the tattoo on her lower left arm.
"It means love, wisdom, and beauty." Jessica responded.
"Well, I think you're beautiful." John said.
With that, he placed his hand on the back of Jessica's head and they embraced in a sweet and tender kiss.
A/N: Well, I hoped you liked it! More chapters along the way.
