=== Just A Day, Just An Ordinary Day ===
Chapter: Three
Disclaimer: I apologize deeply! I haven't updated in the longest time. I won't make this too long so I just want to say sorry again.
Setting: Degrassi Community School complete with bustling teens and raging hormones, a dozen or so main characters including one slightly corrupted 13- year-old (though it isn't her fault at all *eye roll*).
Liberty suddenly realized she was just standing there feeling the cold, speckled linoleum floor beneath her when she was really supposed to be in class. She smacked her forehead, harder than she meant to, and began running to Ms. Kwan's classroom.
"I suppose Liberty is absent today. That would be a first." Ms. Kwan said, her normal scowl was still on her face but was shortly replaced by a look of surprise. Ms. Kwan was also aware of Liberty's lack of absences and thought it must be a serious reason for Ms. Van Zandt to be so.
"No," Liberty ran through the door and slid on the floor a little crashing into a desk. She was panting something fierce, "Ms. Kwan, I'm here!"
A good number of students were laughing, including a certain someone that Liberty had on her mind. James Tiberius Yorke. He was nudging his good friend Toby Isaacs and yukking it up. Liberty's face grew an intense red. Now, it was rare for Liberty to blush and the only person who ever made her do so was JT Yorke. There was always something about him that made her want to, well, you know.
Ms. Kwan didn't seem fazed by Liberty's sudden bout of clumsiness and erased her absent mark. She motioned for Liberty to take her seat and began teaching as she normally did: with no spunk and charisma whatsoever (in Liberty's eyes).
Liberty rubbed her tush all the way to her seat next to the priss Emma Nelson who had a concerned look on her face. For an overachieving priss she was good at heart. That was basically the only thing Liberty admired about Emma except for her hefty willpower.
"Are you alright?" Emma asked as Liberty came closer to her seat. Liberty nodded without speaking. She thought that if she spoke she would burst into a fit of rage.
As Liberty attempted to sit down someone from behind pulled her seat from underneath her making her fall to the ground once more. Liberty had enough run-ins with the floor, it had caused her enough problems already, so she became extremely, shall we say, pissed off.
She stood up with her arms rigid and her fists clenched so tight her knuckles turned an off whitish color. Though, when she saw who had done this her expressions softened, but not enough so that it was detectable.
"I suppose you thought that was very humorous of you, JT." She muttered. JT was cracking up with Toby and Ms. Kwan was beginning to become annoyed.
"Ms. Van Zandt, will you please take your seat. We haven't enough time for your shenanigans, is that clear?" Ms. Kwan's face was scrunched up in a familiar way to nearly everyone.
"B-But, Ms. Kwan-." Liberty tried to explain what had happened since Ms. Kwan had most likely not seen the cause of the whole problem but was cut short.
"Just sit down, and be quiet." She silenced her. Liberty shut her mouth immediately, she was never yelled at. This, Liberty could tell, was turning out to be the worst day of her life.
"Why don't you have any shoes on?" Emma whispered to Liberty. Liberty tucked a stray hair behind her ear and turned to face Emma.
"I was locked out of my house this morning before I realized I didn't have any on." She answered truthfully.
"Why would you do that?" Emma had a smile on her face that Liberty wanted to smack off.
"I didn't do it purposely, what do you think I am? Some brainless freak?" Liberty must have whispered this a little too loudly since by the time she had finished her sentence Ms. Kwan was standing right in front of her.
"Oh shit." Liberty said under her breath.
"I suppose you are a brainless freak for talking in my class, Ms. Van Zandt. As much as I hate to do this, I'm going to give you detention after school today."
Liberty's eyes immediately became the size of golf balls. Detention? Liberty was in such a state of shock she didn't know how to react. Her record was going to be contaminated forever. When she applied to Berkeley she was going to be rejected due to this one auspicious detention and it would slowly diminish her dreams of becoming a brain surgeon.
"I'm really sorry." Emma whispered. Even though Ms. Kwan had just given Liberty a detention, Emma talked on with no disregard for Liberty's record. She might as well just talk until Liberty had detention for the rest of the week. She didn't seem to care.
"Shut up." Liberty hissed. Emma cocked her head to one side, obviously flabbergasted by Liberty's callousness.
After an hour of Ms. Kwan's unenthusiastic teaching, the bell rang and Liberty remembered that she had no shoes one. She looked up at the ceiling and asked it, "Why? Why me?"
"Uh, Liberty?" She heard his voice. Her heart fluttered and she turned around as if she was waiting for his true feelings of his undying love for her to finally be revealed.
JT contorted his face with a smirk. "I don't know if you know this, but you haven't got any shoes on."
Liberty's face became a brilliant red but attempted to obtain a look of eloquence. "I am perfectly aware of this, JT. Thank you for taking out the time to mention it." With that she marched of making a soft patting noise with her feet.
"This is ridiculous, I need to find some shoes and I need to find them now."
"Liberty?!"
END OF CHAPTER
A/N: Well, it's a bit longer than I suspected it would be and it's been ages since I've last posted for this fanfic. Review if you will. Thankies.
Chapter: Three
Disclaimer: I apologize deeply! I haven't updated in the longest time. I won't make this too long so I just want to say sorry again.
Setting: Degrassi Community School complete with bustling teens and raging hormones, a dozen or so main characters including one slightly corrupted 13- year-old (though it isn't her fault at all *eye roll*).
Liberty suddenly realized she was just standing there feeling the cold, speckled linoleum floor beneath her when she was really supposed to be in class. She smacked her forehead, harder than she meant to, and began running to Ms. Kwan's classroom.
"I suppose Liberty is absent today. That would be a first." Ms. Kwan said, her normal scowl was still on her face but was shortly replaced by a look of surprise. Ms. Kwan was also aware of Liberty's lack of absences and thought it must be a serious reason for Ms. Van Zandt to be so.
"No," Liberty ran through the door and slid on the floor a little crashing into a desk. She was panting something fierce, "Ms. Kwan, I'm here!"
A good number of students were laughing, including a certain someone that Liberty had on her mind. James Tiberius Yorke. He was nudging his good friend Toby Isaacs and yukking it up. Liberty's face grew an intense red. Now, it was rare for Liberty to blush and the only person who ever made her do so was JT Yorke. There was always something about him that made her want to, well, you know.
Ms. Kwan didn't seem fazed by Liberty's sudden bout of clumsiness and erased her absent mark. She motioned for Liberty to take her seat and began teaching as she normally did: with no spunk and charisma whatsoever (in Liberty's eyes).
Liberty rubbed her tush all the way to her seat next to the priss Emma Nelson who had a concerned look on her face. For an overachieving priss she was good at heart. That was basically the only thing Liberty admired about Emma except for her hefty willpower.
"Are you alright?" Emma asked as Liberty came closer to her seat. Liberty nodded without speaking. She thought that if she spoke she would burst into a fit of rage.
As Liberty attempted to sit down someone from behind pulled her seat from underneath her making her fall to the ground once more. Liberty had enough run-ins with the floor, it had caused her enough problems already, so she became extremely, shall we say, pissed off.
She stood up with her arms rigid and her fists clenched so tight her knuckles turned an off whitish color. Though, when she saw who had done this her expressions softened, but not enough so that it was detectable.
"I suppose you thought that was very humorous of you, JT." She muttered. JT was cracking up with Toby and Ms. Kwan was beginning to become annoyed.
"Ms. Van Zandt, will you please take your seat. We haven't enough time for your shenanigans, is that clear?" Ms. Kwan's face was scrunched up in a familiar way to nearly everyone.
"B-But, Ms. Kwan-." Liberty tried to explain what had happened since Ms. Kwan had most likely not seen the cause of the whole problem but was cut short.
"Just sit down, and be quiet." She silenced her. Liberty shut her mouth immediately, she was never yelled at. This, Liberty could tell, was turning out to be the worst day of her life.
"Why don't you have any shoes on?" Emma whispered to Liberty. Liberty tucked a stray hair behind her ear and turned to face Emma.
"I was locked out of my house this morning before I realized I didn't have any on." She answered truthfully.
"Why would you do that?" Emma had a smile on her face that Liberty wanted to smack off.
"I didn't do it purposely, what do you think I am? Some brainless freak?" Liberty must have whispered this a little too loudly since by the time she had finished her sentence Ms. Kwan was standing right in front of her.
"Oh shit." Liberty said under her breath.
"I suppose you are a brainless freak for talking in my class, Ms. Van Zandt. As much as I hate to do this, I'm going to give you detention after school today."
Liberty's eyes immediately became the size of golf balls. Detention? Liberty was in such a state of shock she didn't know how to react. Her record was going to be contaminated forever. When she applied to Berkeley she was going to be rejected due to this one auspicious detention and it would slowly diminish her dreams of becoming a brain surgeon.
"I'm really sorry." Emma whispered. Even though Ms. Kwan had just given Liberty a detention, Emma talked on with no disregard for Liberty's record. She might as well just talk until Liberty had detention for the rest of the week. She didn't seem to care.
"Shut up." Liberty hissed. Emma cocked her head to one side, obviously flabbergasted by Liberty's callousness.
After an hour of Ms. Kwan's unenthusiastic teaching, the bell rang and Liberty remembered that she had no shoes one. She looked up at the ceiling and asked it, "Why? Why me?"
"Uh, Liberty?" She heard his voice. Her heart fluttered and she turned around as if she was waiting for his true feelings of his undying love for her to finally be revealed.
JT contorted his face with a smirk. "I don't know if you know this, but you haven't got any shoes on."
Liberty's face became a brilliant red but attempted to obtain a look of eloquence. "I am perfectly aware of this, JT. Thank you for taking out the time to mention it." With that she marched of making a soft patting noise with her feet.
"This is ridiculous, I need to find some shoes and I need to find them now."
"Liberty?!"
END OF CHAPTER
A/N: Well, it's a bit longer than I suspected it would be and it's been ages since I've last posted for this fanfic. Review if you will. Thankies.