Me; It's time for chapter 11..!
Mayhemb; and its...Longer than chapter seven..!
Me; So let's go, let's start this up!
Mayhemb; Let's raise a glass, raise a cup! (I don't even know anymore...)
One more week till Christmas, and the halls of Bullsworth were at the regular volume, everyone slightly speeding to get to their classes.
Katherine, however, was hanging out in one of the Auditorium's dressing rooms, behind several curtains of costumes and props. Right now her Geography class was underway…..Uuuuuggggggghhhh…
"Why do you hate Geography?" Sheldon, who had Drama this block, asked her.
"Because I don't need it….I'm never going anyplace I don't know already..!"
"Well….Then based on that, where are you going?"
"The United States, France, Italy, Spain, 'nd Brazil…." Katherine recalled all the places and cities she's been, a small smile on her face. Each place held a special meaning to her heart, and each made her happy.
So, where else would she go?
"But don't you want to go someplace else? Like...Like Japan? Or maybe Germany?"
"I'm not really hyped up on go-go technology or architecture….But I see your point….But, also, you forgot one thing."
"Which is?"
"Geography hates me." Sheldon laughed a bit at this, stifling it behind his hands.
"What…?"
"It's true…! Geography, if it was a living thing, would hate me!" The French girl soon followed behind him in laughter.
"How can that be…?!"
"I don't know! But I'm positive it would happen..!" The two then stayed there for a little while, just laughing, as if they'd known each other forever.
"You do know that it's impossible for inanimate objects to become animate."
"Except if you add in the correct materials."
Sheldon paused for a bit, thinking about this... "Yeah, I guess so..."
"HEY! Who's in here…?" The male voice of a prefect asked from inside, making Katharine go silent as Sheldon looked towards the doorway.
"Just me sir…! I'm getting some supplies for Drama!"
"Well….Alright, just hurry up!" A steady pair of footsteps were heard walking away, making the younger boy look to the curtain of clothes.
"I better go Kat…"
"M'kay Sheldon, have fun…! I'll see ya later, okay dear?"
"Okay…"
"Come on, do it…!" Ricky pestered Katherine as she sat with the boys during Lunch, right behind the Autoshop. The girl had made everyone different kinds of sandwiches, with a cheeseburger for Hal. The only one not present was Johnny.
"Why is it so god-damn important that I do?"
"Jus' do it…!"
"Jus' do what?" The King asked as he came up to the ground, nodding to Katherine as he was handed a sandwich.
"I'm tryin' ta get Kat ta talk French."
"Why?" Johnny asked after taking a bite of his sandwich.
"Cause I wanna see what it sound li-"
"Will you shut up if I do?" When Ricky nodded his head, Katherine gave a sigh of slight annoyance….. "D'où venez-vous?" (Where are you from?)
…
"What?" Hal managed to ask through the food in his mouth, and the guys were a bit...Surprised by the response.
"Vhe'ah a'he you f'ah'om?" (Where are you from?)...
"Did….Did you jus'...You gotta accent..!" Peanut pointed out, making the French girl quirk an eyebrow.
Katherine never really heard her accent, but she had been told several times that she had one. Especially after talking real French, and not just cuss words. "I don't know vhat you a'he talk'ee'ng about."
…..
"Say somethin' else in French." Johnny declared, he wanted to hear that again…
…"Je veux être avec toi." (I want to be with you) That one was directed right to the King himself, a small blush on her cheeks.
"Now say somethin' in English." Lucky soon joined in.
"You a'h'e all ee'd'ee'ohts." (You are all idiots)
"Well..!" Norton laughed out, a grin on his face. "Aren't we nice ta'day?"
After a short cough, Katherine managed to speak in her English tongue. "Take it or leave it babe."
"Well, I'm okay with it." Vance declared, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. "I like sassy gals."
"Yeah..? Well, if you like your arm just as much, I suggest you take it off my shoulder."
The Greaser took the advice, quickly unwrapping the appendages. "Okay..!"
"Yeah, that's what I thought..." Katherine muttered under her breath, eating the last bite of her sandwich.
Once that was done, a conversation on the newest bikes in the shop, when something caught the Artist's eye.
It was Ray, he was being bullied by two football players not too far away...
But...
To preserve their covers, each of their Clique's groups couldn't talk out of turn or context. If it was too weird looking it might set someone off.
"Hey..! Give it back!" Ray called out as one of the boys dangled his comic over his head, Katherine lost it at the sound of his voice.
"And it looked so swee-Kat?" Johnny stopped when Katherine got up from her seat between him and Hal, and stomped over to her bullied friend.
"HEY! STEROID-PUMPER!" As soon as the Jock who had been dangling the comic turned around to look, his chin met with an angry fist. "LAY OFF 'UH HIM!"
Oh dear lord she was talking like a Greaser...Crap.
"HEY!" The other jock yelled at her, taking a swipe at her head. Katherine managed to duck, and smirked...Before sending out a girlish scream.
"OH MY GOD SOMEONE GET A PREFECT PLEEEEEEASE!" It wasn't unknown about the policies about using violence against a girl here. So she used it to her advantage.
"HEY!" A Prefect suddenly ran over, flanked by two of his friends. The Jock who had tried to punch Katherine grabbed his friend, and the two ran off.
The Prefects didn't even stop to look at Katherine and Ray, who looked at each other.
"Uh...Th-thanks." Ray whispered to the girl, who rolled her eyes and hooked her thumbs in her pants. They had to play their parts.
"Whatever kid, just don't expect it again."
"Right..."...Katherine gave her secret friend a discrete wink, before walking past him and back to the Greasers, purposely bumping into his shoulder.
"Later Geek." The Greasers all quirked an eyebrow as the girl sat back down into her seat. "What? I don't like Jocks."
The streets of New Coventry were as messy as ever still, but that wasn't the 'mess' Katherine was looking at.
"TAKE A SHOWER GREASE-BAGS!"
Her jaw clenched in anger, who DARED to do this...?.!
This was so...NOT what she needed..!
Sure, finding out that she had gotten the female lead in the play was nice. But knowing that she would have to film most of the play with the Preps, and with Lola, who had also gotten a part...
With an angered sigh she put her toolbox filled with supplies down on the street beside her, and pulled on her mask.
"UUUUUUUUGGGGGGGH..." Katherine slumped onto the ground, pushing her neon blue air-filter up.
Four paintings of spray paint...
Dear.
Fucking.
Lord.
Over the first one she decided to do another slick Greaser" logo, this one however was made with just black, silver, and red. It was more bubble-lettered than her previous one, and beside it was a cartoon jukebox.
The second spray painting was over a "GREASE BALLS!.!" tag. To cover it up was a large old record, with the words "Greasers Rock" in vibrant red and orange. Thank god for labels, or else that would have been a color disaster...!
The third had been "TAKE A BATH GREASY!.!" in a rather bright color. Meaning a darker color-scheme was needed in all it's entirety. This time a cartoon, yet detailed, black leather jacket. In gold and silver the clique's name was made to form a sort of pompadour outline.
Then the one she finally finished was a blue "NICE HAIR GREASEBAGS!"...
Katherine was going to find whoever did this, and SMACK them. After giving them a good lesson in grammar.
Anyway, for this one, she decided to spruce it up a bit. After calling Paul to help out with the colors of their skin for some of them, and some of the dark brown leather jackets. But once all the colors were picked, and the Music Shop owner left, Katherine finished up her work.
Now over the old tag was portraits of each and every one of the Greaser boys, with the words "The King" beneath Johnny's.
In the bottom of each picture, she hand painted her signature and sign. In all reality it was just a dragon's head silhouette in silver, with her name made to characterize the fire.
Once all the paint was packed, her her hands wiped clean of any loose paint, Katherine picked up and left. Dear lord...She needed either a hot cocoa, or a niiiiice nap.
Yeah, that sounded good.
"Of course I love you Johnny...!" Lola told the mad Greaser who had held her waist, yet shoved them away.
"No you don't."
"Love is complicated." This didn't help, nor convince, Johnny one bit.
"It didn't seem complicated between you and that Gordo kid..! I'm gonna kill him!"
"Johnny! Please." Lola circled around the brown-hair boy, gently grasping his arm. As she spoke she slowly got in front of him once more. "We''ve been over that...He's sweet, but it was so...Innocent."
Johnny made a sound of disgust, shrugging Lola's arm away from him as she tried to rub her chest to his. "Get off...!"
Lola didn't seem tempered or distraught by this. "Oh, I love it when you get angry, Johnny. I really do. You're so...Bestial~"
The Greaser girl had managed to get Johnny's arms around her...When she noticed the arrival of someone new, turning to him and addressing the incoming male. "Hey Jimmy."
"Hey." Johnny, like usual, got defensive.
"What're you doin' here?"
"Lookin' for you Johnny." The 'King' separated from his 'Queen' to storm up to Jimmy.
"At Lola's house...?.!"
"Yeah."
Said girl got between them, smirking as she did so. This was gonna be fun. "Be nice to each other...You know what I like about you two...? You're both so straightforward. So quick to judge...So fast."
"Ain't no one fast like me." Just like Lola had expected, Johnny got defensive.
"Really? So you could beat Jimmy in a race?" Jimmy, at the moment, was confused...
"Definitely." Johnny declared with a small scowl, he didn't like what his Queen was implying. Not. One. Bit.
"I heard he was pretty fast~"
"This little twerp?" Okay, at that, Jimmy's glare intensified it seemed. "Gimme a break."
"Ooooh, I think we've got a little challenge..! I just love challenges...They make me so...Excited~" And just as she had figured, excitement was what she was gonna get.
Katherine groaned as Hal dragged her out down a road. "Haaaaaal, what're we doin'?"
"There's a race goin' on..!"
"I don't care I wanna sleeeee-"
"Jimmy and Johnny are in it."
"Where is it?" Katherine's eyes were open now, trying to fight the urge to sleep.
The heavy Greaser in front of her smiled, and led her down about two more streets, till they came up to the racers and Lola.
There was Jimmy, Johnny, Ricky, and Lucky.
"Hey Kat...! Nice to see you." Jimmy called over, just as his best friend stood to the side.
"You too...Now, I'm expectin' an explanation afterwards."
"I figured." The boy sighed out, only to get into position when Lola walked out in front of the lined up boys.
"Ready?" She raised her scarf, a smirk on her face.
"Seeeet~" The three Greasers and non-affiliated boy leaned forward.
"GO!"
All four of them took off then, leaving Hal and Katherine alone with the floozy...
"Hey..! I see 'em!" Katherine declared from atop Hal's shoulders, having heard noises down the road.
"Well who's winning?" Lola questioned impatiently, making the Charbonneu girl scowl and roll her eyes. Honesty, she was gonna smack the cheetah-print wearing skank..
"I think...It's Jimmy...!"
Sure enough, the Hopkins boy crossed the finish line before the other Greasers. Once they were all off their bikes, Johnny looked to the smaller boy.
"Alright Jimmy, you won.." Wow..! He actually accepted it an- "Of course, my bike wasn't tuned right. I'm gonna head ta tha shop and do some work on it."
"More bike talk...? I'll meet you guys later." After Lola's declaration, the French girl herself felt a and drag her along with the other Greaser boys. Apparently Hal didn't want her to stick around...
"Nice lip gloss."...Katherine looked back just in time to see Jimmy and Lola kiss, making her stomp her foot down.
"OH HELL NAW!" Hal backed away from the shouting girl, letting her go as she stormed back to Lola and Jimmy. The Greasers watched, with Johnny glaring at the Hopkins boy. He had seen that kiss... "YOU TWO DID NOT JUS' DO THAT!"
"Whoa, Kat, calm down. You and I both don't need this sorta drama." The Hopkins boy knew that Katherine could get rather drastic when her temper flares. "I had a test today, got told by the Preps to tag the Greaser's territory, had to do thi-"
"Wait a minute, back up that truck." Katherine was right now in front of Jimmy, her eyes pressed into a glare. "You were the guy who did that...? YOU were the guy whose mess I had to clean up...?.! YOU WERE WHY I SPENT ALMOST 2 AND A HALF HOURS, ON SPRAY PAINTING?.!"
Normally spray painting wouldn't bother her, but...Well, her anger was talking for her.
"Do you know how LONG it took me to make portraits of ALL THE GUY GREASERS?.!" Katherine waved a hand to the boys behind her. "YOU DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE I HAD TO GO THROUGH FOR THAT!"
"Kat I-"
"But the thing is, that ain't even the worst of it..! The worst of it is that you wouldn't ask me to tag for you! Do you know how INSULTED I am about that?.! I mean, you've seen my spread-sheet and several of my tags..! You know what I can do! But instead of asking me for just a little bit of help, you decide to go around the streets mixing random words together in an attempt to be crafty..!"
Katherine's cheeks were a vibrant hue of red now, she was blazing mad. "AND HERE'S WHAT I GOTTA SAY TA THAT."
...Both hands flew up from their place on her hips, sticking both middle fingers up. "I ain't even sayin' it. I don't need to."
"...You done..?" Jimmy asked, just as mad as Katherine is. Her temper always had the ability to rub onto him easily, more so tan most people.
"Yeah, yeah I am." Katherine turned to leave...Only to run up to Lola, and kicking her right below the knee. "THAT'S FOR BEIN' A CHEAP FLOOZY!"
"OW!" Lola held her leg, hopping on one foot as Katherine took the bike Jimmy had been using, and rode off. Not looking back when the Hopkins boy was yelling at her.
When the four Greaser boys came back into the Tenements, they were surprised by the scents of tomatoes and basil.
"'ay guys...!" Vance grinned at them. "We got ourselves a house guest."
"What? Who?" Johnny walked into one of the kitchen areas, which only had a stove and an old fridge, to see Katherine at the stove.
"Hiya boys~" Katherine chimed, opening the cooking appliance.
The scents of melted cheese, Italian seasonings, and noodles wafted into the room quickly.
"Dinner's almost ready." The Artist pulled out the lasagna, closed the stove's door with her foot and hip.
"WHOO!" Norton cheered happily, passing the room on the way to the make-shift dinning room.
"So...Wait, you're stayin'?" Hal asked, a grin on his face as he came up to Katherine, who picked up the lasagna from the stove top after turning off the appliance.
"Yep."
The four boys were lead into the dinning room then, with the other boys awaiting for the meal. The table was set, cups of water or cans of root beer before their plates.
The boys who hadn't been out and about said their greetings to the rest of the gang, before turning their attention to the lasagna pieces that were placed atop their dishes.
Soon everyone was sitting down, eating the dishes.
"This almost makes up for you kickin' Lola." Johnny declared, making Katherine roll her eyes.
"...Why do you love her, Johnny?" All the other boys fell silent, not wanting to say anything that would get them smacked or hit. "I mean...She doesn't love you..."
"Wha-Yes she does..!"
"No, Johnny, she doesn't."
"How would you know?"
"Cause people in love don't cheat on one another with snobby, rich, pension-babies." Katherine held up her hands when the King opened his jaws. "Look, that's all I'm sayin' about this for now. Let's just eat dinner."
Dinner had been quiet after the odd discussion between the two hot headed teens.
Hal had been nice enough to show Katherine the only lockable room with walls that didn't have too many holes.
"Here ya go..!" The Artist smiled as she walked in, putting down her bags. She had grabbed whatever she could in the short amount of time she had inside the beach house.
So, she got a duffle bag's worth of clothes and art supplies, her guitars, some pillows, and her journal.
"Is it okay for ya...?"
"...It's great Hal." Katherine smiled at the boy once she plopped down on the matress in the room. "Thanks."
"No prob...And hey, my room's right down tha hall, 'kay?"
"M'kay...Now, if ya don't mind...I kinda want to hit the hay a bit early tonight." The large Greaser nodded to her, gently grasping the doorknob.
"Sure thing Kat, night."
"Night." With that the door was closed, with Katherine getting up and locking it...
Once that was done she sighed, and went to the window, making sure it was locked.
With that done she curled up onto the mattress and pulled out her journal.
Dear mom, today was kinda a hectic day...
First off, I managed to get the lead role in the school musical...! YAY! Sadly though, Lola's in it too...
Then I saved a kid named Ray when he was being bullied by some Jocks.
After that though, my day turned sour. First off I had to redo these AWFUL tags that were over the Greaser territory with my own spray painted pictures and logos for the guys. I decide to go to the Tenements to take a nap, only to be taken out by Hal.
Apparently Jimmy and Johnny had gotten into a tiff about...Ugh, Lola...So, they ended up racing with Ricky and Lucky. Jimmy won, yet he and that...THAT SKANK KISSED!
I STILL CAN'T BELIEVE IT!
After that I went on a rant on Jimmy, and I found out that HE was the one who made those awful tags..! UGH! THE NERVE OF THAT BOY!
...
So, I've decided to stay about a week at the Tenements with the Greasers. Sorta help them out as Johnny's goin' coo-coo for the Floozy...I'll never understand why he likes her...
I...Maybe I...I'm just jealous of her...
...
...
Anyway, that's about it I guess...
I love you, and I hope you're watching out for me.
Song of the Day; Teardrops on My Guitar by Taylor Swift...Because relationships you see are just painful...
Katherine sighed as she closed the book, stuffing it back into her bag as she rolled onto the mattress and closed her eyes.
Not knowing that she would be waking up to a rather rough situation.
Me; Welp, that was chapter 11..!
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