Scholarly Misbehavior

Hi there again! I hope you're all enjoying this fic cuz I'm sure enjoying writing it…not to mention reading all the reviews that I get! Yay! Well, here comes Chapter 3! Ta-da!

Disclaimer: I don't own jack…or jill for that matter. Anyway, I wish I owned Sailormoon…but I don't…tho it is on the top of my Christmas wishlist…I'm just borrowing the characters for a little while…

Chapter 3

Rei shakily pounded on the crude oak wood slab that had only recently been dubbed a door. Before, it had only been referred to as "the thing that looks like termites got to it before we did". She didn't even have the strength to dig through her purse for her keys. She only hoped that Lita had returned Richard Simmons to Blockbuster already. Now was the not the time to share her one and only roommate.

Lita opened the creaking door with only a robe on and an imprint of the frilly edge of a pillowcase on her cheek. Her bouncy chestnut curls stuck up in all sorts of unearthly angles. She yawned audibly and scratched her neck liberally before finally directing her gaze towards Rei. But when she did, her eyes went as round as saucers. Rei always prided herself on looking picture perfect, but…

"You look like you just got out of shit creek! What the hell happened to you?"

Rei let out an unsteady breath and managed to make her way over to the decrepit couch before her knees completely gave out and she fell ungracefully with a thump onto the sagging cushions. She fell forward and buried her forehead into a pillow that was spotted with numerous spills from God knows what. She mumbled agitatedly and stuffed her head further in. Lita leaned in closer, her brows furrowed in obvious puzzlement.

"What did you say sweetie? Speak up."

Rei's head jerked up suddenly, a marked scowl marring her features.

"Mr. Campton's a perv."

"What? I've heard you call him a dick, a shithead, a crackbaby, a…"

"Flower fucker." Rei supplied.

"Actually, that's a new one. But I've never heard you call him a perv. What happened? He hit on you or something?"

Rei just flopped her face into the pillow once more. Lita's widened immeasurably and she gave a short gasp.

"He did, didn't he!"

Rei only burrowed deeper. Lita scooted over to the couch and pulled the pillow out from underneath Rei despite her friend's visible dismay.

"Well spill it Rei! I want to know all the nasty details! Was he any good?"

"How would I know?"

"But I thought you said…"

"It's not like I had sex with him. He just kissed me. That's all…"

"And?"

"And what? End of story."

"Oh come on! I know there's more that you're not telling me here."

"Fine! Nosy little bitch. He kinda tried to strip me…"

"What the hell?! Where the fuck was this?"

"In his office. I guess he thought he could get away with it cuz no one was around."

"Wait, let me get this straight. YOUR BIO TEACHER ALMOST FUCKED YOU?!"

Rei grimaced at Lita's volume and clamped her mouth shut with her hand.

"Lita! Will you shut the fuck up! All of Wychester can hear you!"

Lita bent her head lower and sent a sideways glance at Rei, whose face was flaming at the time. Rei, the ever composed and cool Rei, was actually embarrassed! Lita made note of this, and filed it away for future blackmail, as in the manner of all dedicated friends.

"So…what are you gonna do about this then?"

"Ugh! I don't know! Maybe I'll just pretend like nothing happened and he imagined the whole thing."

"Somehow, I get the impression that he's not one to just let things go. What if it happens again?"

"Then he's gonna lose a vital organ, or just the most important part of his anatomy."

Rei looked so deadly serious about the proposed solution that Lita burst out in a fit of giggles. Even in the most dire of situations, Rei's dry sense of wit and sarcasm never left her for very long.

"Oh Rei! But what a waste. That's the best part of him too! He won't be able to think if you permanently injure that!"

At this, Rei rolled her eyes toward the ceiling. Lita, slightly insulted, grabbed the pillow that had previously been under Rei and soundly wacked her on her butt. Rei yelped indignantly and grabbed the other pillow that was actually intact and soon, a full-fledged pillow fight had broken out in Room 318 of Wychester Hall, with two hysterically laughing girls in the midst of it.

After Rei and Lita had finished picking up the scattered feathers, with Lita claiming supreme victory and Rei fervently denying it, a widely grinning Lita turned to Rei once more.

"So…was he a good kisser?"

The only response Lita got was a sound whack on the back of her head. And the feathers flew once more.

At the same time, in Gingham's Bar….

"You what?!"

Nathan had nearly sprayed out his Coors all over his three other companions. He was now choking and coughing, desperately trying to empty out his lungs of the offensive liquid while his friend Kyle was mercilessly pounding on his back.

"God. You'd think I'd committed some sort of crime," Jared muttered, staring at the rim of his mug as he gripped it even tighter.

"Um…you probably did. I doubt seducing a student in your private office is in the teacher handbook."

"Shut up Nath. Besides, it was just a kiss."

"Yeah, tell that to her parents when they're suing your sorry ass in court."

Jared sighed and looked around.

"Is no one on my side?"

"Nope. We're not the ones groping students," came a deep, quiet voice from behind Nathan and Kyle.

"Great encouragement you are Zyler."

"Happy to oblige."

"So what are you going to do now? Obviously, you can't continue," mused Kyle as he took a refreshing gulp of beer.

"Hey, who said I can't? If I want her, she'll be mine," Jared drawled confidently.

"Hello? Did somebody fuck your brains out or something?! Because you sure don't seem to be using them right now! She's a student, which means under every single school regulation, she's a fuck taboo!" exploded Nathan, now recovered from his accident.

"Not if no one finds out."

"I thought you didn't even want her. If I remember correctly, you said quote 'That little bitch? I wouldn't screw her if she were the last person alive on earth'." Zyler quipped, grinning ear to ear at having caught his friend in such a position.

Jared blanched considerably. He had actually said that? Hell! She certainly wouldn't be the last person he would want to fuck. Actually, probably one of the first! He was getting an enormous hard-on just thinking about her and the way she responded to his every touch and kiss. She was practically melting underneath him, begging for him to rip off all her clothes and take her right there on his desk, on the wall, in the closet, whatever. Then, of course, she had to be the typical good girl and back away. He shook his head. No, she certainly wasn't your typical good girl. Good girls don't openly flip off their teachers, who have the grade-book at their disposal.

"Well, I changed my mind."

"Should I start trying to find you a new job then?"

"You little fucker! I'm not gonna—"

"Boys…your food's done."

The four of them graciously received their orders along with a gawking waitress, who must have been freezing considering how much she was wearing, or rather, how much she was NOT wearing. The girl stared in blatant admiration and awe. To say that these guys were gorgeous was an understatement; they could put any movie star to shame.

Cara turned to the person sitting right in front of her. His straight blond hair was short cropped and his mysterious gray-blue eyes bore into her like he was searching her mind for something. She shivered a bit at the sensation. She could see the impressive six-pack abs through the tight white muscle tee and the narrow waist that was held by a plain belt and baggy dark blue jeans. The other three were certainly no exception either.

The one to his left had short brown hair, a bit shaggy but quite fitting. His chocolate gaze settled right on her chest and she didn't even have the urge to cover up. He licked his sensual lips with a lust and confidence she had never seen before. Judging by his sleek black Armani suit, she assumed he was definitely well off; an air of self-importance and money seemed to go with the territory.

The one sitting next to him was the tallest one of the group, with a neat head of silver hair, which was a result of inheritance more than old age, and steely, ice-blue eyes. His short hair was slicked back with gel, and the burgundy dress shirt and pressed black dress pants seemed to be so well tailored to him. Cara had a hard time keeping her breathing even. She had never seen such a fine group of men, who she assessed to all be around 27 or 28 or so.

The last man didn't even look at her. He had a thick mat of short, dark-golden curls that enveloped his head like a halo of sorts. His wired rimmed glasses were definitely a good choice, bringing out his lucid emerald eyes. In a tight, black turtleneck sweater and loose khakis, he looked delicious enough to eat, but his gaze seemed more riveted on the thick textbook in front of him.

Cara merely sighed and turned away. These guys were way out of her league. As she walked by them to return to the kitchen to fill more orders, she felt a crisp slap on her butt. With a horrified gasp, she spun around only to see the last man smirking his head off at her as the three behind him all laughed openly. With her eyes brimming with tears and humiliation stinging in her heart, she rushed out, the tray clutched tightly to her chest.

"Man Zyler! You're such an ass sometimes!" gasped out Kyle in between strangles of laughter.

"Well, speaking of ass, her's wasn't all that bad," chuckled Zyler. He had always been an incorrigible flirt.

"And since, we're on the topic of asses here, I'm gonna go get me some," said Nathan, standing up and grabbing his briefcase.

"Got a hot date tonight, Nath?" asked Jared, still wheezing from laughing so much.

Nathan's eyes shone and a broad smile graced his face.

"Hell yea. That model I've been dating for the past week. She's got legs that wrap like pipe-cleaners."

With a wave of his hand he swiftly walked out of the bar.

"Lucky bastard," mumbled Jared, staring as his friend frantically hailed a taxi, which screeched off into the night.

~So….how was that? Please review! I live on your comments. I'll probably be updating every week or so after this. I would do it more often and crank out chapters faster, but damn schoolwork! If I have to see one more college app, I'm gonna crack! Oh well…I'm done venting! Please review!

Icedrop13

*Note: The other generals/senshi are in this story, but it is definitely centered around Rei (whose real name is Reichel Lambert) and Jared. I'm thinking about writing a separate fic for each of the general/senshi pairs after I finish this one. What do you all think? Should I go ahead with that plan?