Saffity's Jellicle High Fic
Chapter One
It was halfway through October, long enough for the students to get used to their classes, and the teachers to figure out most of the students' names. Just short enough, however, that the students were still mourning the loss of their summer freedom. The days stretched long and weary as the students waited two months for their winter break.
When the last bell of the day rang, they were out of the school faster than you could say Everlasting Cat. Electra walked to her locker and saw her best friend Etcetera just ahead of her. She ran to catch up, "Hey Etcy!" she called.
Etcetera turned, "Oh, hi Electra," she said, looking down the hall.
"Mom's making meat pies tonight and was wondering if you were coming to dinner," She smiled, "It's your favourite."
Etcy made a bit of a face, "Sorry Electra, but, I gotta lot of homework, and my mom has me doing, like, all the chores in the house," She said.
Ele sighed, it had been ages since Etcy had been able to come over, "Well, ok," she said, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah," Etcy said as she headed down the hall.
JH
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were walking home together, as usual. Teazer was moaning over a test she had to study for, while Mungo listened quietly.
"I mean, where does she get off giving us a test now, we just did one three weeks ago!" she said.
Mungo nodded, then smiled, "How 'bout we do something to take your mind off it?" he asked, "I figured out the code to get into the teachers files and change a few things,"
Teazer raised her eyebrows, interested, "Like what?"
Mungo grinned lopsidedly, "How do you think Mrs. Jennyanydots would look with her spots turned purple, and her file saying she was a hippie?" He asked.
Teazer's eyes widened and she started to laugh, "PERFECT!" she exclaimed.
Mungo winked, "You think you can pull it off?"
Teazer gave him a grin, "C colon backslash DUH!!!!" she said before running the last block home.
Jerrie took off after her laughing, "Hey! I started that!" He said.
"And I continued it," Teazer said, unlocking the door and running to boot up the computer.
JH
Plato was looking for Tumblebrutus, his friend had left class halfway through last period and Plato was worried he was going to do something stupid. He'd check the washrooms and the quad. There was only one other place he'd be.
Plato ran to the roof, the gardens, where the botany class kept their projects. He got to the top and looked around, spotting Tumble over near the edge. He slowly headed toward him.
"I know you're there Plato," Tumble said quietly, looking over the schoolyard. "Don't come any closer, I don't want you getting hurt."
Plato's stomach was tight with fear, he'd watched Tumble attempt suicide again and again, and had always been there to stop it. Now he wasn't so sure. "Don't you realize that by doing this you are hurting me," He said, "Tumble, don't do it, there's so much to live for."
"Like what," came the bitter reply, "My parents hate each other, everyone despises me. I'm no good at anything."
"There's me," Plato said, "You're like a brother to me. Don't you realize what you'd do to me if you jumped?"
Tumble was silent as he clenched and unclenched his fists. Plato was watching him closely, slowly edging toward him. Tumble was so engrossed in his tormenting thoughts that he didn't realize Plato was there until it was too late. Plato wrapped his arms around him and pulled him back from the edge.
Tumble struggled, but Plato was stronger and managed to drag him away, before falling to the roof. Plato let Tumble go as he caught his breath. Tumble curled into a ball and sobbed.
Plato sat up after a minute and put a paw on Tumble's shoulder, "It'll be ok," he said softly. Tumble heaved a shuddering sigh, wiped his eyes and sat up. Plato gave him a quick hug of reassurance. "You staying at my house again tonight?" he asked.
Tumble took a deep breath and nodded, "Mom's out again, and you know how Dad gets when he's drinking," he tried to put on a strong face.
Plato nodded and stood up, obviously blocking Tumble's path back to the edge. He held out a paw to help his friend up, "C'mon then," he said, "Mom'll get worried if we're late for dinner.
JH
Jemi trudged her way to work. Between school full-time, 2 jobs, homework, chores, dance, and doctor's appointments, she had no time to do any of the extra-curricular activities she enjoyed. She knew she was going to be late for work, but she had no energy after getting only 3 hours sleep, and narrowly avoiding going into diabetic shock. She had to remember to eat something in the morning.
She sighed as she stepped into the small store where she worked and put on her apron.
"Jemima?" A voice asked from behind her.
Jemi cringed slightly, expecting a reprimand, and turned to face Mr. Genghis, her boss. "Hi Mr. Genghis," She said, "Sorry I'm late, my class ran a bit long,"
Genghis waved his paw and nodded, "That's fine dear, I'm just wondering if you're all right. You're looking quite pale and seem to have lost weight." He looked at her concerned.
Jemi smiled and shrugged, "Yeah, just didn't get much sleep," She said, turning to the customer who had just come into her line up.
Genghis watched her for a second, then walked around to the photo lab counter on the other side of the store, nodding at a couple other employees on the way. He knew the tom behind the counter got along well with Jemi and wanted to make sure she'd be ok, "George," he said softly.
The tom looked up, "Yes Mr. Genghis?" he asked.
"I think Jemi's being overworked and is burning out," He said, looking over at the young queen, "Just keep an eye on her for me ok?"
George nodded, "Sure thing," he said, his face also becoming slightly concerned.
JH
Griddlebone was sitting at her desk, supposedly marking some papers. She sighed, she loved to teach, but hated to mark.
She looked up when she heard a cough coming from the door. She smiled as she saw the familiar head of one of her students peeking in. "Hey Admetus!" she said, "Need some help with something?"
Admetus smiled as he came in, "I was just wondering," he started, "Well... I didn't write down the research paper topic down right and just thought I'd check."
Griddlebone smiled back, standing up, barely reaching his shoulder. "Well it's on the board," She said, walking over to the cupboard and getting some stuff out of it, not noticing how Admetus' eyes followed her every move.
Admetus pretended to copy down the work, glancing over at Miss. Grid every few seconds. When he realized he couldn't fake it any longer he got up and smiled at her, "Thanks," he said, walking to the door.
Miss. Grid looked up to smile at him, and noticed his tail seemed to be swaying a little more than normal. She closed her eyes and shook her head. That couldn't be right, she thought.
JH
The dark twins were walking home. They moved in unison as always and looked around nervous, hoping not to meet anyone.
"Hey freaks, what'cha gonna do tonight? Work a spell?" A voice called out from nearby. They looked over their shoulders to see Victor leaning against a wall, leering at them.
They looked at each other, then continued to walk, their paws going compulsively to the pentacles that hung about their necks.
"Better watch it Victor, they might put a hex on you," Victor's older brother, Carbucketty, put in laughing.
"Ding dong the witch is dead," Victor sang after them, causing Carbucketty to crack up.
The twins continued down the street. *I wish we COULD put a hex on them* Corico thought.
*Hush, you know it's not allowed* Tanto replied, *don't think such things, if Mom or Dad heard you---*
*I know, I know, I'd be doing lessons for a week.*
*Not to mention Samhain is soon. If they heard you even think of doing that, they might not let you participate.*
Corico nodded *I'll try, it's just so hard when they're like that*
Tanto smiled *It'll be ok* she sent him, *did you get the herbs? Mom said she'd show us how to make that oil.*
*Yep it's right in my backpack*
*Well c'mon then, we don't want to keep her waiting* She took his paw and sped up, he laughed and followed behind.
JH
Grizabella sighed, she'd typed up the next days attendance lists and tardy slips. She was ready to go home. If she had to deal with one more snot nosed brat, complaining about how unfair it was that they were called down to the office, she'd scream.
She looked at the clock, 4:45, 15 minutes overtime, well, it was better than nothing. She stood up and stretched, she'd been sitting in front of the computer too long.
She was just grabbing her coat, when a familiar form came out of the joining room.
"Are you still here?" she asked, "I thought you'd gone home a while ago,"
Deuteronomy's mouth was twitching as he looked at the papers in his paws, "I was just about to when something popped up on my screen." He showed her a couple of pictures, Jennyanydots, now with pink and purple spots and stripes, and Growltiger, with a George Washington wig.
Griz covered her mouth to keep from laughing, "Where'd you get those?" She asked.
"They just showed up on my screen, there're others," he smiled, "including a rather charming one of me, though that's nothing compared to what the files now read."
Griz shook her head, "How?" She asked.
Deuteronomy looked a little confused, "As far as I can tell, it's connected to the 'file swap' virus that was going around last month. It seems we have a couple of students who don't have enough hobbies. What I don't understand is how they were able to get to the files from outside the school."
Grizabella shrugged, "They haven't done anything harmful have they?"
Deuteronomy smiled, and shook his head, "No, they're just bloody annoying,"
Griz nodded and put on her coat, "Well, I'm off, I just hope they don't do too much more today,"
Deuteronomy nodded, looking at the pictures again and smiling, "Take care and see you tomorrow,"
JH
Pouncival was over at Misto's house doing homework. He'd started off being friends with Misto's younger sister, Victoria, in junior high, and gradually became friends with Misto. Now he was over at Misto's house almost nightly.
It was so cool over at Misto's, his parents were neat and there was always something interesting to do. The fact that Misto was a grade higher than Pounce and Vic made it easier to get their work done with his help.
Pounce was nervous, he'd begun noticing a difference in his feelings whenever he came over here. He was always blushing and uncomfortable. He knew that he had to figure out what was up, before someone knew or found out.
He sighed and tried to concentrate on his work.
Misto looked up, "It's not that difficult," he said, getting up to look over Pounce's shoulder, as Vic leaned in close to see.
This only made it worse, Pounce couldn't concentrate on anything. He only homed that his face wasn't visible and that they wouldn't notice his discomfort.
JH
Tugger was at home, resting and relaxing, watching T.V. in his room. His telephone rang suddenly. He muted the T.V. and picked up the phone.
"Yo!" he said.
"Tugger?" A familiar voice came through the phone.
"Yeah, that's me," he said, trying to remember who it was.
"It's Martiriya," said the voice.
"Hey babe!!" he said, recognizing who it was at last, "What'cha up to? I haven't seen you since the summer!"
"Tugger... umm..." She hesitated.
"What's wrong? You sound like you're crying," Tugger said, getting worried about her.
Martiriya paused and took a deep audible breath before speaking in a half whisper, "I can't tell you now, someone might hear. Can you meet me tomorrow at the park. You know.. our spot?"
Tugger was getting a very bad feeling about this, "Yeah, sure, tomorrow after school?"
"Yeah, oh! I gotta go, Bye!!" The phone clicked and the dial tone began.
Tugger slowly hung up the phone. He wondered what was wrong. She couldn't be pregnant, could she? He was worried, they'd always used protection, but nothing was 100%. He was starting to get very worried.
JH
Jemi sighed and leaned against her counter. It was six o'clock and she still had two and a half hours of work left. She really wanted to sleep, but knew that she still had a lot of homework to do when she got home.
George had been watching her all night, he had to agree with Mr. Genghis, she did look quite pale. He looked around the store, and, noticing that there weren't any customers, went over to Jemi's counter.
"Hey, how ya doing?" he asked with a smile.
Jemi looked up and smiled, "Hey George," she said, "I'm doing ok I guess," She said.
George nodded, not believing her, but not saying anything about it either. "If you want to, I can cover for you," he said, looking around the store.
He caught Jemi's look of relief out of the corner of his eye, even as she started to protest, "But, you'll be alone, watching both counters," she said, "If it gets busy -- "
"Don't worry about it," he said, "Look, it's dead, and it's not likely to pick up. It's ok, really it is," he said.
Jemi smiled, "Thanks," she said gratefully.
George smiled, "Go on, get outta here," he teased.
Jemi giggled and put her apron away. She was just heading out the door when George came up behind her. "Hey, how're you getting home?" he asked.
Jemi shrugged, "Walking" She said.
George frowned thoughtfully, "Do you know the bus routes?" he asked.
Jemi nodded as he smiled and handed her a couple of bucks, "It's better than walking," He said.
Jemi was about to protest, but stopped when she looked at George's face. "Thanks," She said, taking the money and smiling.
George smiled back and looked at the clock, "It'll be about 10 minutes for the bus to get here, so you might as well stay where it's warm."
Jemi smiled, "Good idea," she said, following him over to the counter.
He started wiping the counter and grinned at her, "So what school do you go to?"
Jemi smiled, "Jellicle High, you?"
"ECPSS," He said.
"Huh??"
George laughed, "Everlasting Cat Private Secondary School," he said, "It's on the other side of town." He explained.
"Oh, never heard of it," She said.
"Yeah, it's full of a whole bunch of rich snobs," he chuckled, "I tried to get my mom to let me go to JH, but, only the best for her son."
Jemi giggled as he made a face, "Sounds rough,"
George nodded, "Well, being and only child has it's downfalls," he said.
"Don't I know it," Jemi agreed.
"Hey," George said suddenly, grabbing a piece of paper and writing on it, "Here's my cell phone number. If you ever need a ride anywhere, give me a call, it'll be better than walking right?"
Jemi smiled, taking the paper, "Sure thing, "she said, "thanks George."
George shrugged, "No problem," he said, and looked at the time, "Wow, time flies when you're having fun, don't want you to miss your bus," he smiled.
"Yeah," Jemi said, "Thanks again,"
George smiled, "Anytime," he called as he waved to her.
JH
Quaxo was in his room. He was brooding over being bullied again. He'd tried ignoring them, tried everything to get them to stop, but nothing worked.
He growled under his breath. He would get back at them, he didn't know how, but he'd stop this once and for all. Stupid jocks, he'd show them who the loser was.
When the last bell of the day rang, they were out of the school faster than you could say Everlasting Cat. Electra walked to her locker and saw her best friend Etcetera just ahead of her. She ran to catch up, "Hey Etcy!" she called.
Etcetera turned, "Oh, hi Electra," she said, looking down the hall.
"Mom's making meat pies tonight and was wondering if you were coming to dinner," She smiled, "It's your favourite."
Etcy made a bit of a face, "Sorry Electra, but, I gotta lot of homework, and my mom has me doing, like, all the chores in the house," She said.
Ele sighed, it had been ages since Etcy had been able to come over, "Well, ok," she said, "I guess I'll see you tomorrow."
"Yeah," Etcy said as she headed down the hall.
JH
Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer were walking home together, as usual. Teazer was moaning over a test she had to study for, while Mungo listened quietly.
"I mean, where does she get off giving us a test now, we just did one three weeks ago!" she said.
Mungo nodded, then smiled, "How 'bout we do something to take your mind off it?" he asked, "I figured out the code to get into the teachers files and change a few things,"
Teazer raised her eyebrows, interested, "Like what?"
Mungo grinned lopsidedly, "How do you think Mrs. Jennyanydots would look with her spots turned purple, and her file saying she was a hippie?" He asked.
Teazer's eyes widened and she started to laugh, "PERFECT!" she exclaimed.
Mungo winked, "You think you can pull it off?"
Teazer gave him a grin, "C colon backslash DUH!!!!" she said before running the last block home.
Jerrie took off after her laughing, "Hey! I started that!" He said.
"And I continued it," Teazer said, unlocking the door and running to boot up the computer.
JH
Plato was looking for Tumblebrutus, his friend had left class halfway through last period and Plato was worried he was going to do something stupid. He'd check the washrooms and the quad. There was only one other place he'd be.
Plato ran to the roof, the gardens, where the botany class kept their projects. He got to the top and looked around, spotting Tumble over near the edge. He slowly headed toward him.
"I know you're there Plato," Tumble said quietly, looking over the schoolyard. "Don't come any closer, I don't want you getting hurt."
Plato's stomach was tight with fear, he'd watched Tumble attempt suicide again and again, and had always been there to stop it. Now he wasn't so sure. "Don't you realize that by doing this you are hurting me," He said, "Tumble, don't do it, there's so much to live for."
"Like what," came the bitter reply, "My parents hate each other, everyone despises me. I'm no good at anything."
"There's me," Plato said, "You're like a brother to me. Don't you realize what you'd do to me if you jumped?"
Tumble was silent as he clenched and unclenched his fists. Plato was watching him closely, slowly edging toward him. Tumble was so engrossed in his tormenting thoughts that he didn't realize Plato was there until it was too late. Plato wrapped his arms around him and pulled him back from the edge.
Tumble struggled, but Plato was stronger and managed to drag him away, before falling to the roof. Plato let Tumble go as he caught his breath. Tumble curled into a ball and sobbed.
Plato sat up after a minute and put a paw on Tumble's shoulder, "It'll be ok," he said softly. Tumble heaved a shuddering sigh, wiped his eyes and sat up. Plato gave him a quick hug of reassurance. "You staying at my house again tonight?" he asked.
Tumble took a deep breath and nodded, "Mom's out again, and you know how Dad gets when he's drinking," he tried to put on a strong face.
Plato nodded and stood up, obviously blocking Tumble's path back to the edge. He held out a paw to help his friend up, "C'mon then," he said, "Mom'll get worried if we're late for dinner.
JH
Jemi trudged her way to work. Between school full-time, 2 jobs, homework, chores, dance, and doctor's appointments, she had no time to do any of the extra-curricular activities she enjoyed. She knew she was going to be late for work, but she had no energy after getting only 3 hours sleep, and narrowly avoiding going into diabetic shock. She had to remember to eat something in the morning.
She sighed as she stepped into the small store where she worked and put on her apron.
"Jemima?" A voice asked from behind her.
Jemi cringed slightly, expecting a reprimand, and turned to face Mr. Genghis, her boss. "Hi Mr. Genghis," She said, "Sorry I'm late, my class ran a bit long,"
Genghis waved his paw and nodded, "That's fine dear, I'm just wondering if you're all right. You're looking quite pale and seem to have lost weight." He looked at her concerned.
Jemi smiled and shrugged, "Yeah, just didn't get much sleep," She said, turning to the customer who had just come into her line up.
Genghis watched her for a second, then walked around to the photo lab counter on the other side of the store, nodding at a couple other employees on the way. He knew the tom behind the counter got along well with Jemi and wanted to make sure she'd be ok, "George," he said softly.
The tom looked up, "Yes Mr. Genghis?" he asked.
"I think Jemi's being overworked and is burning out," He said, looking over at the young queen, "Just keep an eye on her for me ok?"
George nodded, "Sure thing," he said, his face also becoming slightly concerned.
JH
Griddlebone was sitting at her desk, supposedly marking some papers. She sighed, she loved to teach, but hated to mark.
She looked up when she heard a cough coming from the door. She smiled as she saw the familiar head of one of her students peeking in. "Hey Admetus!" she said, "Need some help with something?"
Admetus smiled as he came in, "I was just wondering," he started, "Well... I didn't write down the research paper topic down right and just thought I'd check."
Griddlebone smiled back, standing up, barely reaching his shoulder. "Well it's on the board," She said, walking over to the cupboard and getting some stuff out of it, not noticing how Admetus' eyes followed her every move.
Admetus pretended to copy down the work, glancing over at Miss. Grid every few seconds. When he realized he couldn't fake it any longer he got up and smiled at her, "Thanks," he said, walking to the door.
Miss. Grid looked up to smile at him, and noticed his tail seemed to be swaying a little more than normal. She closed her eyes and shook her head. That couldn't be right, she thought.
JH
The dark twins were walking home. They moved in unison as always and looked around nervous, hoping not to meet anyone.
"Hey freaks, what'cha gonna do tonight? Work a spell?" A voice called out from nearby. They looked over their shoulders to see Victor leaning against a wall, leering at them.
They looked at each other, then continued to walk, their paws going compulsively to the pentacles that hung about their necks.
"Better watch it Victor, they might put a hex on you," Victor's older brother, Carbucketty, put in laughing.
"Ding dong the witch is dead," Victor sang after them, causing Carbucketty to crack up.
The twins continued down the street. *I wish we COULD put a hex on them* Corico thought.
*Hush, you know it's not allowed* Tanto replied, *don't think such things, if Mom or Dad heard you---*
*I know, I know, I'd be doing lessons for a week.*
*Not to mention Samhain is soon. If they heard you even think of doing that, they might not let you participate.*
Corico nodded *I'll try, it's just so hard when they're like that*
Tanto smiled *It'll be ok* she sent him, *did you get the herbs? Mom said she'd show us how to make that oil.*
*Yep it's right in my backpack*
*Well c'mon then, we don't want to keep her waiting* She took his paw and sped up, he laughed and followed behind.
JH
Grizabella sighed, she'd typed up the next days attendance lists and tardy slips. She was ready to go home. If she had to deal with one more snot nosed brat, complaining about how unfair it was that they were called down to the office, she'd scream.
She looked at the clock, 4:45, 15 minutes overtime, well, it was better than nothing. She stood up and stretched, she'd been sitting in front of the computer too long.
She was just grabbing her coat, when a familiar form came out of the joining room.
"Are you still here?" she asked, "I thought you'd gone home a while ago,"
Deuteronomy's mouth was twitching as he looked at the papers in his paws, "I was just about to when something popped up on my screen." He showed her a couple of pictures, Jennyanydots, now with pink and purple spots and stripes, and Growltiger, with a George Washington wig.
Griz covered her mouth to keep from laughing, "Where'd you get those?" She asked.
"They just showed up on my screen, there're others," he smiled, "including a rather charming one of me, though that's nothing compared to what the files now read."
Griz shook her head, "How?" She asked.
Deuteronomy looked a little confused, "As far as I can tell, it's connected to the 'file swap' virus that was going around last month. It seems we have a couple of students who don't have enough hobbies. What I don't understand is how they were able to get to the files from outside the school."
Grizabella shrugged, "They haven't done anything harmful have they?"
Deuteronomy smiled, and shook his head, "No, they're just bloody annoying,"
Griz nodded and put on her coat, "Well, I'm off, I just hope they don't do too much more today,"
Deuteronomy nodded, looking at the pictures again and smiling, "Take care and see you tomorrow,"
JH
Pouncival was over at Misto's house doing homework. He'd started off being friends with Misto's younger sister, Victoria, in junior high, and gradually became friends with Misto. Now he was over at Misto's house almost nightly.
It was so cool over at Misto's, his parents were neat and there was always something interesting to do. The fact that Misto was a grade higher than Pounce and Vic made it easier to get their work done with his help.
Pounce was nervous, he'd begun noticing a difference in his feelings whenever he came over here. He was always blushing and uncomfortable. He knew that he had to figure out what was up, before someone knew or found out.
He sighed and tried to concentrate on his work.
Misto looked up, "It's not that difficult," he said, getting up to look over Pounce's shoulder, as Vic leaned in close to see.
This only made it worse, Pounce couldn't concentrate on anything. He only homed that his face wasn't visible and that they wouldn't notice his discomfort.
JH
Tugger was at home, resting and relaxing, watching T.V. in his room. His telephone rang suddenly. He muted the T.V. and picked up the phone.
"Yo!" he said.
"Tugger?" A familiar voice came through the phone.
"Yeah, that's me," he said, trying to remember who it was.
"It's Martiriya," said the voice.
"Hey babe!!" he said, recognizing who it was at last, "What'cha up to? I haven't seen you since the summer!"
"Tugger... umm..." She hesitated.
"What's wrong? You sound like you're crying," Tugger said, getting worried about her.
Martiriya paused and took a deep audible breath before speaking in a half whisper, "I can't tell you now, someone might hear. Can you meet me tomorrow at the park. You know.. our spot?"
Tugger was getting a very bad feeling about this, "Yeah, sure, tomorrow after school?"
"Yeah, oh! I gotta go, Bye!!" The phone clicked and the dial tone began.
Tugger slowly hung up the phone. He wondered what was wrong. She couldn't be pregnant, could she? He was worried, they'd always used protection, but nothing was 100%. He was starting to get very worried.
JH
Jemi sighed and leaned against her counter. It was six o'clock and she still had two and a half hours of work left. She really wanted to sleep, but knew that she still had a lot of homework to do when she got home.
George had been watching her all night, he had to agree with Mr. Genghis, she did look quite pale. He looked around the store, and, noticing that there weren't any customers, went over to Jemi's counter.
"Hey, how ya doing?" he asked with a smile.
Jemi looked up and smiled, "Hey George," she said, "I'm doing ok I guess," She said.
George nodded, not believing her, but not saying anything about it either. "If you want to, I can cover for you," he said, looking around the store.
He caught Jemi's look of relief out of the corner of his eye, even as she started to protest, "But, you'll be alone, watching both counters," she said, "If it gets busy -- "
"Don't worry about it," he said, "Look, it's dead, and it's not likely to pick up. It's ok, really it is," he said.
Jemi smiled, "Thanks," she said gratefully.
George smiled, "Go on, get outta here," he teased.
Jemi giggled and put her apron away. She was just heading out the door when George came up behind her. "Hey, how're you getting home?" he asked.
Jemi shrugged, "Walking" She said.
George frowned thoughtfully, "Do you know the bus routes?" he asked.
Jemi nodded as he smiled and handed her a couple of bucks, "It's better than walking," He said.
Jemi was about to protest, but stopped when she looked at George's face. "Thanks," She said, taking the money and smiling.
George smiled back and looked at the clock, "It'll be about 10 minutes for the bus to get here, so you might as well stay where it's warm."
Jemi smiled, "Good idea," she said, following him over to the counter.
He started wiping the counter and grinned at her, "So what school do you go to?"
Jemi smiled, "Jellicle High, you?"
"ECPSS," He said.
"Huh??"
George laughed, "Everlasting Cat Private Secondary School," he said, "It's on the other side of town." He explained.
"Oh, never heard of it," She said.
"Yeah, it's full of a whole bunch of rich snobs," he chuckled, "I tried to get my mom to let me go to JH, but, only the best for her son."
Jemi giggled as he made a face, "Sounds rough,"
George nodded, "Well, being and only child has it's downfalls," he said.
"Don't I know it," Jemi agreed.
"Hey," George said suddenly, grabbing a piece of paper and writing on it, "Here's my cell phone number. If you ever need a ride anywhere, give me a call, it'll be better than walking right?"
Jemi smiled, taking the paper, "Sure thing, "she said, "thanks George."
George shrugged, "No problem," he said, and looked at the time, "Wow, time flies when you're having fun, don't want you to miss your bus," he smiled.
"Yeah," Jemi said, "Thanks again,"
George smiled, "Anytime," he called as he waved to her.
JH
Quaxo was in his room. He was brooding over being bullied again. He'd tried ignoring them, tried everything to get them to stop, but nothing worked.
He growled under his breath. He would get back at them, he didn't know how, but he'd stop this once and for all. Stupid jocks, he'd show them who the loser was.