¤~Nothing Like This Feeling~¤

by Scrat with a G

Chapter Two

The next day, at school, our hero (a/n: lol) was wandering the halls alone before his first class. He was spacing out, not thinking about anything, when he slammed right into someone.

"Huh? Oh, sorry-" he began.

"Oh, don't worry about it, it was my fault, I wasn't looking where I was going."

Jamie looked up. It was the same girl from the park yesterday. Ruby or Ritzy or whatever her name was.

"Yeah… right…"

He shook his head and walked past her as the bell rang.

He took his regular seat in the back of Mr. Henry's History class. Just as the teacher was about to start babbling on about the Civil War (a/n: zZzZzZzZz), Dr. Noddings, the principal, popped inside.

"Hey, Mike," he said to Mr. Henry.

"Hey, Joe! Whaddya need?"

Dr. Noddings stepped forward and whispered something to Mr. Henry. Jamie tried his hardest not to fall asleep before class was even fifteen minutes through. Just as his eyelids were starting to droop, Mr. Henry's loud voice boomed at the students, startling him out of his almost-sleep.

"Guess what, my little geniuses!" Mr. Henry announced. "We have a new student. She was on the other team for the last week, but Dr. Noddings moved her onto this team, because Ms. Scott and Ms. Sekreta's classes weren't challenging her enough." He rubbed his hands maliciously. "Oh goody, another student for me to torture…" Some of the kids laughed. "Did I say torture? I meant teach…"

Dr. Noddings had disappeared to retrieve the new student, and just then ushered her inside. It was the girl from the park. (a/n: Oh, come on, don't act so surprised, you knew it would be.)

"Girls and boys," the principal said, placing his hands on her shoulders. She looked like she wanted to smack him, but she endured it. "This is" – someone dropped their book as he said her first name – "McCartney."

"Rusty," she corrected him with a menacing scowl, one that clearly said, If anyone ever calls me by my real first name ever again, I will feed them to Legolas Greenleaf. (a/n: Heh heh… I crack myself up…)

"You can have the seat in the back there next to Jamie, Rusty," Mr. Henry offered as Dr. Noddings left the room.

"Thank you." She walked to the back of the room and sat next to Jamie. "Hey there," she whispered.

"…Hi."

"What are you discussing in here?"

"Civil War."

"Oh… have you gotten to the Battle of Gettysburg yet?"

"No."

"How far are you?"

"First Battle of Bull Run."

"My, aren't we talkative."

"Shut up before we get in trouble for talking."

"Touchy, touchy… sorry…" She settled back in her seat and examined her pencil while Mr. Henry babbled on about General Lee and blah blah blah.

When the bell (finally) rang, Jamie began gathering his books up. Rusty hung back for a moment.

"So, Jamie, what classes do you have?" she asked. Jamie sighed and looked up at her.

"Rademacher, Hoskins, Nyberg, Frank, and Barnard."

"Hmm… I've got Rademacher, Hoskins, Frank, Davis, Stewart," she replied, peering down at her schedule.

"That's fabulous," Jamie replied tonelessly. He picked up his books and walked briskly out of the classroom.

"Jamie!" Rusty shouted. She chased after him and easily caught up to him, since she was running. "What the hell is your problem?"

"What?"

"What is your problem? I'm trying to be nice to you, and all I get is sarcasm and one-word answers," she yelled.

Jamie sighed and looked at his shoes. "I'm sorry," he said quietly. "I'm just not used to girls paying attention to me like this."

"Get used to it."

"I'm trying, cause there's sure as hell no way I can get rid of you."

"Thanks, I love you too." She rolled her eyes. Jamie looked at her for a minute, then turned and went off to his next class.

a/n: See? I made a new chapter, just for you, because I love you all just so much.