A/N: And here's ch.5, I hope you guys like it!

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Sour Milk and a Girl

Gil walked into Ms. Denier's office, the principle's office. He sat down in the chair that faced her desk. She just stared at him.

"Hello Gil, how's your mother?"

Gil smirked, "She's doing fine, thanks. Um, why am I here? I didn't do anything."

She frowned, "Gil, look I know you didn't do it but we have evidence that says you did." Her eyes connected with his, "Jasper and his posse said they smelled spray paint from your locker, they got a janitor to open it and they found five colors of spray paint. The same five colors were used to vandalize the gym's wall last night. So, you see, it all points to you. I don't want to do it but I know I have to. Gil, your punishment is to clean the cafeteria after school for five days."

Gil jumped up from his chair so fast that it tumbled to the ground, "What?! You just said you knew I didn't do it!"

She jumped out of her chair, startled and actually scared of his outburst. He had never acted like this before. Calmly, she said, "Gil, I know you-"

"This is bullshit and you know it!" He said as he walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

Her eyes eyed the blinds, as they swayed. "I know you didn't do it. I have no choice."

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Charisma walked over to her friend, Chelsie. "Hey Chels? Can I talk to you for a moment?"

Chelsie's blond hair bobbed as she shook her head, "Yeah, what's up?"

"I met this totally cute, bad boy!" She blushed, "I mean I think he's a bad boy, he has all these bruises and scratches. He also got called to the principle's office. Though the guys in science, which is the only class I have with him, were sniggering at him."

Chelsie's eyes got round, "WHOA! How could I have missed such a bad boy?! I mean you're the only new student, so he's not new. Something must have happened to him over the summer."

"Hey babes! Who's the him?" Gary asked as he came up behind them.

"Oh, hey Gary! We thought you had skipped again. Why are you late?" Asked a curious Chelsie.

"I went to the clinic, I had a stomach ache."

"Rrrriiiight!" Both girls chorused.

Gary smiled in return and raised his hands in surrender, "Ok, ok, ya got me!" Then more serious, "So, who's this guy who's tredd'n on my prop?"

"Gary, we are not your property! It's just this guy I met the first day of school. Arh! He is sooo cute!"

The two just smiled at Charisma. Chelsie asked, "So, what does this guy look like?"

"Um, he's about 6ft, I guess, Lanky, but cut. He has dark brown hair, it's curly, and the most drop-dead gorgeous blue-eyes!" Her eyes got a bit glazed. She looked at her friends; they looked as though they had their jaws on the floor. "What?"

Gary swallowed and couched out, "Wait a minute! What's this guy's name?"

"Gil." Chelsie and Gary's faces paled, "Grissom."

Their faces went green and Chelsie fell into the chair next to her. She looked at Gary who was swaying. "Maybe she'll get over it and maybe it won't even matter, I mean you've seen how Jasper is with her."

Charisma frowned, "What's wrong with you guys? Do you know him?"

Gary gave a sad smile, "Yeah, we know him, we've known him since like. Well, for like ever. And that's the point."

"What are you guys talking about?"

The teacher started to direct people out of the classroom. Charisma grabbed her books as Gary grabbed his and Chelsie's. "Guys?" Charisma put her hand up to block them from leaving.

Gary looked into Charisma's eyes and said in the most serious tone she or Chelsie had ever heard him use, "Look, if you see him, don't pay any attention to him; don't talk to him, don't even look at him. Pretend he's a ghost, invisible to the naked eye. We'll come to your house at 7:00; then we'll talk. But don't go near him!" And with that he dragged Chelsie with him down the hall; leaving a very confused Charisma standing in the doorway to the classroom.

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God! He hated how milk smelled after four hours of being open! His stomach flopped.

Gil hastily moved on to the next table picking up the left over food first, then he would come back to get the drink and then the trash. That's how you did it when you did lunch duty. Instead of making the students throw away their trash, like how most schools did it, they made bad kids pick it up after four hours of letting the food congeal and the drinks ferment. But out of all the smells, milk was the worst.

Since, one out of every five bottles had been expired to begin with, the place now reeked with sour milk. Gil almost threw up when he came across something that had started out as rancid milk but then had things added to it. When he saw the something green float to the surface, he gagged.

"Arg, I hate when they mix foods!" He picked up a tray of food and emptied it into the large heavy trash bag he was holding; the smell that was coming out of it was so bad he didn't know how he could smell anything else. He looked into the bag and turned a bit green, on second thought. Maybe he was smelling the bag.

He slid the tray to the edges of the lunchroom and made his way on.

He was just about empty the last tray when all of sudden the sound of whooping guys filled the air. He cringed, 'No! They cant possibly want me?!' His bruises started to remind he couldn't handle another beating, not yet at least. He turned around and ran smack dab into Jasper.

Gil was to surprised to fight back, and Jasper knew that. He grabbed Gil's collar and flipped him onto his back on top of a table; what ever had been on that table got flattened, he felt it and smelt it. The air flew out of Gil's lungs and he started to cough. Jasper and his cronies paid no heed.

"What's up Gil? You motherfucker!" He slammed Gil's body harder into the table. "You told them didn't you?! Of course you did! Why do you think we got detention?!"

Gil looked up into Jasper's cold brown eyes, "No, I swear! Why would I do that to you guys?" 'Please let this be over.' Gil pleaded to himself.

His cronies came back, and the air was filled with the smell of rancid milk. Gil's eyes grew big as it hit what they were about to do with him; he struggled harder against Jasper's steel grip. "No! No Jasper, please-"

Four cartons of rancid milk came pouring down onto Gil's face. Gil's cries became gurgles and coughs. They emptied the content and threw the cartons onto the floor and left Gil sputtering and gasping for breath.

Jasper called out one more thing, "Hey Gil? I hope this will make you think twice next time."

Gil rolled off the table and fell to the floor sending chairs toppling and skidding. He slowly raised himself and then proceeded to throw up.

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Charisma was deep in thought when she heard someone throwing up. She ran down the hall to the cafeteria doors and looked in. A boy had evidently emptied out his stomach contents and collapsed on to the floor.

She ran inside. As she got closer she saw that it was Gil. She ran even faster to where he was shivering on the floor. She kneeled by him and almost threw up herself when she smelled him. Rancid milk.

She ran a hand threw his damp curly hair and winced when she realized he was covered in sour milk. "Jesus Gil!" She blushed as she called him his name for the first time. "What the hell?'

He slowly pushed himself up and got to a sitting position. He looked at her, "Who are you?"

She looked at him; he was so tense, she was sure his muscles were going to snap. "I'm Charisma, the new girl. Are you ok?" She wanted to help him.

"Yeah, just, um, tired and," he wrinkled his noise, "smelly." She burst out laughing, he smiled in return; he loved her laugh. "What?"

"I'm sorry. That was rude to laugh but what you said and did was pretty funny." She wrinkled her noise and got up, "And plus, you really do smell." She smiled and held out a hand.

He took it and smiled back at her. The his smile faded, "Shit, I gotta finish this stuff."

"No you don't, come see!" He followed her into the hallway and up to a janitor. "Hi! I was wondering if you could clean up the rest of the cafeteria?"

The janitor shook his head, "I'm sorry miss," He was about to continue but she held up a wad of cash, he took it and said, "But of course I could finish up!"

Charisma beamed. "Thanks!"

She grabbed Gil's hand and dragged him down the hall. And for once Gil truly laughed.

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You changed my face I think I like it better now It doesn't matter anyhow Cuz that's the way it is

You said hello Where the hell you been? I said I feel like I been off to war And I may never be the same again

"Girl Right Next to Me" by The Goo Goo Dolls

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A/N: And here you go? What do ya think of Charisma at this point? You'll get ch. 6 soon, I promise.