Disclaimer: I don't own Zigzag (even though I wish I did.. wink wink hint
hint) or any of Louis Sachar's characters. So buzz off!!!!!!
AN: hissssss... Preps.. Evil.. Anywayzers, I will definitely try to make longer chappies, and yeah, Grahm's actions are questionable, but she's not a prep. Just a bitch. (Btw, you guys DO know that the 8 girls are me and my friends, right? Right????) Actually, Jackie and I are no longer speaking. BTW (again): You guys will get the title later. I don't wanna spoil it for you.
The seat in between Caveman and Zigzag was inevitably Aimee's. She claimed it the moment she claimed Zigzag. Jackie rolled her eyes as Magnet tried to carry on a convo and watched as Aimee shamelessly flirted with Zigzag. Who the heck did she think she was? Snatching Zig away like no one else wanted him.
" Jack?" Magnet asked.
" Huh? Oh yeah, sure. Whatever." She said, sipping her juice and playing footsie with Zigzag underneath the table. Or at least she hoped it was Zigzag.
"Uh, Jackie, am I not giving you enough foot space or something?" Caveman asked.
" Uh, no, your fine." Jackie said, showing off her Southern charm. Aimee rolled her eyes and leaned over to him. " Caveman, Jackie's trying to make a move on you." She said. He choked on his toast. If you could call that toast. Aimee took a bite of hers. She soon spit it out. " God! I have officially gone on a diet." Aimee said. " That crap tastes like pencil shavings!" she exclaimed. Every one laughed. Except for Jackie. She only stewed over it. ' Lord. What a dunce. Every one thinks she's so damn funny.' she thought.
" This cannot be happening! They're sending him HERE?!?!" the Warden yelled.
" Well, you told me to tell the judge that we could hold one more." Mr. Pendanski said. The Warden looked livid. Mr. Sir looked pleased.
" No, MORON! I told you to tell the COOK that we could hold one more shipment of POTATOES! LORD!" she yelled. She turned around to Mr. Sir's grinning face.
" What are you smiling at? You're not any more useful than him." She said, turning away to leave.
" I don't know what we're gonna do bout this Justin kid." Mr. Pendanski said.
" Eh. She'll get over it. Just put another cot in D tent. It'll be alright." Mr. Sir said, getting that far off look, acting as tough he were the only person there.
" Yeah, but where are we gonna get the cot? Or, not to mention, the shovel or the suit?" Mr. Pendanski asked. After several minutes without a reply from the mentaly absent Mr. Sir, he gave up.
' There must be something in storage.' He thought with a sigh.
Jackie did her best to embarrass Aimee. One time when the water truck came around, she was feeling particularly mean.
" Hey, look. Here comes the moron." She said as Aimee approached.
" What's the matter, Jackie? Ya constipated again?" Leigh asked, giving Jackie a sneer.
" What the heck's the matter with you lately, Jackie? Yesterday, you were bouncing around, fetching CD's and rap battling with Armpit." Aurora asked, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
" Ah, don't bother, Oreo. She's probably just too hot." X ray said.
" Who?" Aurora/Oreo asked.
" It's your nickname. Like it?" He asked.
" Yeah, it kinda fits." She said.
" What about me?" Grahm asked, turning on that sickening guy-numbing charm.
" Strawberry." He said. Grahm toyed with her red curls and thanked him.
" Don't thank me; thank Squid." X ray said.
" Thanks." Grahm said to Squid, who was less than interested in her. She wasn't his type. She was kinda snobbish to him.
Short chappie, I know. R&R!
AN: hissssss... Preps.. Evil.. Anywayzers, I will definitely try to make longer chappies, and yeah, Grahm's actions are questionable, but she's not a prep. Just a bitch. (Btw, you guys DO know that the 8 girls are me and my friends, right? Right????) Actually, Jackie and I are no longer speaking. BTW (again): You guys will get the title later. I don't wanna spoil it for you.
The seat in between Caveman and Zigzag was inevitably Aimee's. She claimed it the moment she claimed Zigzag. Jackie rolled her eyes as Magnet tried to carry on a convo and watched as Aimee shamelessly flirted with Zigzag. Who the heck did she think she was? Snatching Zig away like no one else wanted him.
" Jack?" Magnet asked.
" Huh? Oh yeah, sure. Whatever." She said, sipping her juice and playing footsie with Zigzag underneath the table. Or at least she hoped it was Zigzag.
"Uh, Jackie, am I not giving you enough foot space or something?" Caveman asked.
" Uh, no, your fine." Jackie said, showing off her Southern charm. Aimee rolled her eyes and leaned over to him. " Caveman, Jackie's trying to make a move on you." She said. He choked on his toast. If you could call that toast. Aimee took a bite of hers. She soon spit it out. " God! I have officially gone on a diet." Aimee said. " That crap tastes like pencil shavings!" she exclaimed. Every one laughed. Except for Jackie. She only stewed over it. ' Lord. What a dunce. Every one thinks she's so damn funny.' she thought.
" This cannot be happening! They're sending him HERE?!?!" the Warden yelled.
" Well, you told me to tell the judge that we could hold one more." Mr. Pendanski said. The Warden looked livid. Mr. Sir looked pleased.
" No, MORON! I told you to tell the COOK that we could hold one more shipment of POTATOES! LORD!" she yelled. She turned around to Mr. Sir's grinning face.
" What are you smiling at? You're not any more useful than him." She said, turning away to leave.
" I don't know what we're gonna do bout this Justin kid." Mr. Pendanski said.
" Eh. She'll get over it. Just put another cot in D tent. It'll be alright." Mr. Sir said, getting that far off look, acting as tough he were the only person there.
" Yeah, but where are we gonna get the cot? Or, not to mention, the shovel or the suit?" Mr. Pendanski asked. After several minutes without a reply from the mentaly absent Mr. Sir, he gave up.
' There must be something in storage.' He thought with a sigh.
Jackie did her best to embarrass Aimee. One time when the water truck came around, she was feeling particularly mean.
" Hey, look. Here comes the moron." She said as Aimee approached.
" What's the matter, Jackie? Ya constipated again?" Leigh asked, giving Jackie a sneer.
" What the heck's the matter with you lately, Jackie? Yesterday, you were bouncing around, fetching CD's and rap battling with Armpit." Aurora asked, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
" Ah, don't bother, Oreo. She's probably just too hot." X ray said.
" Who?" Aurora/Oreo asked.
" It's your nickname. Like it?" He asked.
" Yeah, it kinda fits." She said.
" What about me?" Grahm asked, turning on that sickening guy-numbing charm.
" Strawberry." He said. Grahm toyed with her red curls and thanked him.
" Don't thank me; thank Squid." X ray said.
" Thanks." Grahm said to Squid, who was less than interested in her. She wasn't his type. She was kinda snobbish to him.
Short chappie, I know. R&R!
