*Alright they are both at school! Coffeeaddict4life I am going to use your idea about Jess blushing during

P.E. I hope that it is OK but you put it in your review so I assume it is. And I am going to use an

anonymous reviewer's suggestion to give Jess a period in Rory's body as you all know but I never gave her

(or him?) credit before. So here you go.the very much anticipated new chapter.*

Jess got off the bus and stared at the giant gothic building in front of him that had to be Chilton.

"Damn," he thought, "This school is freaking gigantic. Or maybe it just looks that way because of

the gargoyles and bell tower. That is always a sign of a gigantic place.OK I am going to stop rambling

now. I'm going in."

He held the directions Rory had carefully written out for him in front of him as he walked towards

his new locker. He spinned the lock and surprisingly it stuck. He tried again and then hit the locker with

such force that it knocked open.

"Thank you!" he thought and gathered the books for his first class, Lit with Mr. Max Medina.

They were reading The Catcher in the Rye that he had already read millions of times. He felt a sort of

connection with Holden. He walked into the classroom and took a seat in the third desk back, last row away

from the door.

The bell rang a few minutes later and Mr. Medina entered the room.

"Good morning class. Please get out your books and we will have kind of a review session for the

test later on this week. In the chapters of this book, many events lead up to Holden's nervous breakdown.

Yet he never mentions it directly. We just get a clue of it from his actions.can you tell me some of this

implications that Holden is not all right?"

"This is cake," Jess thought.

"Come on..anybody, I know that you all have read this."

Jess decided, "What the hell?" and tentatively raised his hand.

"Yes Rory?" Mr. Medina asked quite surprised.

"Well he does many crazy thinks like running through the snow to Spencer's house, writing

Stradlater's essay on his brother's baseball glove, attacking him.Stradlater I mean.for making a joke

about Jane and he also lies a lot to everyone."

"Very good Rory, that is exactly it. He tells of these experiences after recovering from his

breakdown. Do you think that he is fully, partially, or not recovered at all?"

"Um," Jess said, raising his hand up again, "I think he has mostly recovered but most of his

memories are very painful for him so he does not talk about them or glosses them over or even tries to

pretend that they never existed. He still has some issues that show even though he might be recovered from

his breakdown he has not fully matured."

"Wow Rory I never thought of it that way. I never saw him as recovered from his breakdown but

not being fully a man."

At the end of class Jess walked into the hall and to his locker, surprisingly enjoying school.

*SHH*

Rory walked timidly into the school. Although she went there for nine and a half years, it seemed to

have changed quite a bit. She saw kids, freshman probably, eyeing her with fear. She turned and gave the

girl a smile. Walking to her locker, she took out Jess' instructions and tried to decipher the boy's incredibly

messy handwriting. She took out his P.E. clothes and headed towards the gym. She started to walk into

the girl's locker room and then quickly realized her mistake. She turned the other way and walked into the

boy's locker room. Upon entering she almost gagged. It smelled of sweat, urine, gas, and other things. She

gingerly made her way over to a bench.

"Hey man," Tim Pierce said.

"Hey Tim," Rory said.

"So I saw you the other day hanging out around town. I saw you with that Tory? Rory yeah that's

it..she used to go here you know. I thought you were with Shane."

"Oh well we uh broke up. I guess."

"Alright.you'd better get changed."

Rory was finally aware of her surroundings. She was in the boy's locker room. With boys. Half-

naked boys. Then there were showers. With fully naked boys. She felt her face creeping up in a blush.

"Hey, what's that Jessie? You blushing. Embarrassed to be in a locker room with some boys. Or

are you just a little fruitcakey?"

"I am not fruitcakey!"

"Whatever you say Elton," Tim said exiting the locker room.

Rory quickly changed into a blue T-shirt and gray gym shorts. Jess was going to kill her. Not even

an hour and she had made Jess be gay. This was going to be a sucky day.

*CHILTON*

Jess had seemingly had a good day. Now it was lunch and he walked through the line.

"God," he thought, "I really want some French fries. I don't know if I can live without them."

He grabbed two plates of fries and then some of that really sugary orange punch. He found his way

over to a table. A few minutes later Paris plunked down next to him.

"Rory," she said, "I need a favor."

"God!" Jess yelped.

"What?" Paris asked annoyed.

"My stomach just.God it like hurt.really bad."

"Well I guess we can continue this in the bathroom then."

"Huh."

"Come on Cher. Don't be so freakin clueless. If you need something I'll let you borrow it."

"OK alright," Jess said, still wondering what in the hell she meant.

They dumped their trays and headed towards the girls bathroom.

"Here," Paris said handing Rory a brightly wrapped package.
"Thanks," Jess said.

"Well go in.we don't have all day. I still need to talk to you."

Jess went into a stall and sat down on the stall pulling up his skirt (hehe that sounds really

funny.sorry).

"Shit!" he said when he saw a dark substance seeping through his underwear.

*OK, finally it is over. He knows he has it yaddayadda. It is kinda weird, weirder than I thought but

whatever. I am kinda depressed because I just found out about that NBC reporter that died. And I am

listening to the song "Holes in the Floor of Heaven" so I can't be really happy but maybe if you review I

will be my usual cheery self. I am working on the next chapter as we speak so it will be coming soon. I

have written three chapters since last night at nine thirty. Wow! Well please review. God bless America.