The Jr. High Blues
Chapter Six: Complicated Tangle
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Okay, Y'all better be thankful for weekends on account of the fact that I have nothing to do. So, I could be at the mall or something but you people need me. Or at least that's what I like to tell myself. mwa ha hah! 3 AiKeN-cHaN ^_^ ----------------------
Spike sat talking to his new friend, Michael. He seemed like a very nice kid. Michael told Spike that no one had ever tried to stand up for him before. He hadn't had any friends in elementary school and now his only friends were complete nerds. (Yeah, like tucking their shirts into their underwear, gross!)
The principal came out a few minutes later to yell at Andy and Spike while Michael ran off to his class. Oh boy. Detention for a week. He was used to detentions by now; he had them at least once a week. When the teacher in there was actually awake, he knew Spike well. He even sometimes asked how his sister was. Mr. Worbuston had been a science teacher once when his sister went to Jr. High and he still remembered her. Then again, she always was a show off like that.
As Spike headed to first period, he saw a note stuck in his locker. The note was written in very loopy, fancy writing and in purple ink. The bright pink paper made it very hard to read. He was also sprinkled with pink glitter when he opened it.
I don't know how to approach you so I decided to put this down in letter form. Let's just say I have had my eye on you for some time. I have known you for a while and I think I should just come out and say it. Yeah, you're pretty cute. I don't want to sound creepy or anything but I know your schedule.
1: Literature/ Rm. 20
2: History/ Rm. 26
3: Language Arts/ Rm. 11
4: Boys' PE/ Boys' locker room
5: Science/ Rm. 31
6: Lunch
7: Algebra A/ Rm. 3
8: Orchestra/ Band Room
Meet me by the Cafeteria after school on Friday
Love, Miss Friday
Spike, without thinking any further, stuck the note in his pocket and decided to wait in the bathroom for ten minutes until the bell rang for second period. He took out the note and looked at it more carefully. He sniffed it. It smelled like. the perfume his mother wears. that stuff from Victoria's Secret. Great, now he would have to go around smelling people to find out who it was that wore the same perfume.
***
Yoshida Jr. High had a separate PE Class for boys and girls. Therefore, It would be very difficult to tell which girl wore what perfume. Today, however, was different. It was snowing so both classes had to do PE in the gym together. Finally, this cloud had a silver lining.
All of the students were called into the center of the Gym. Spike was sitting next to a fairly pretty girl named Selenia. He leaned in close to her, pretending that he was just trying to hear the teacher. No, she wasn't wearing the matching perfume. She smelled more like an apple.
So far, no one he could find matched the perfume that he was looking for. Oh, if he could only ask them if they knew anyone who wore that perfume! He looked across the gym and saw Julia serving volleyball with her friend Aiko. He ran across the gym to talk to her.
"Hey Julia, could I talk to you please?" Spike asked politely.
Julia looked over at her friend, giggled and then turned back to Spike, "Sure, Why not."
He pulled her aside from the group, just enough to actually be able to hear her.
"Okay, this is going to sound like a really, REALLY weird question. I need you to help me identify a perfume," Spike said in a hushed voice.
"I can do that!" Julia said happily. Spike took a piece of the note from the hidden compartment in his watch. He handed it to Julia and she sniffed it. She looked up with an excited expression on her face.
"This is the perfume called Sweet Tears from Victoria's secret. It is currently being sold in a gift set of shower gel, body shimmering lotion, body mist and traditional perfume. I trust you have your reason for wanting to know, so I won't ask you the reason why you wanted to know," She said this all very fast. Spike wanted to know how she knew this though.
"Do you know every type of perfume there is or something?" He joked.
She laughed, "No, but that's the perfume I wear all the time!"
Spike's stomach dropped as she giggled and ran off to catch up with Aiko. Could it be Julia? Julia was the girl that Vicious wanted to ask to the Valentines dance. Oh no..
'It couldn't be Julia, I'm sure that lots of other girls have the same perfume. I mean, it's not like they only made one bottle,' His thoughts raced in his head. What if it was Julia, what if it wasn't. hopefully, he would be able to figure it out at lunch. Then again, he didn't want Andy to find out.
***
At Lunch, Spike decided to talk the note over with Jet, Vicious and Michael. He was comforted to see that Andy wasn't sitting at their table. The regulars seemed to be getting along well with Michael too. Spike set down his orange chicken bowl and orange soda and took a seat.
"Hey Spike," Jet welcomed Spike.
"Sup," was Vicious's greeting.
"Hello Spike," Michael spoke up.
Spike waved briefly like he usually did when he sat down. He decided to just bring out what he needed to say. He needed to know what to do about the note.
"Um, guys. I need to talk to all of you. The only thing is, I think that you all will just think that this is plain weird," He said it straightforward and how it needed to be said.
"Yeah, go ahead," Jet urged Spike to keep talking. Spike motioned them all to come around the circle table into a kind of huddle.
He took the note out from the inside pocket of his leather jacket. None of the guys seemed like they were expecting anything like a love letter! Spike read it in a whisper and the other guys cringed.
"Sounds like a stalker. I mean, if she knows your whole schedule," Michael suggested.
"Or, it could be a prank," Vicious added.
"Or maybe someone who wants revenge," Jet contributed.
Spike looked at the note again. He could always compare handwriting. Or, he could just wait until Friday until he met this mysterious Miss Friday.
***
At 8th period, Orchestra on Friday, Spike had butterflies in his stomach. When he took his viola out of the case, he almost dropped it. He was totally into the music, or trying to be at least when he lost grip on the bow and chucked it across the room. Ms. Sanchez, the teacher told him that if he was going to disrespect the bow by catapulting it across the room that maybe he should just not come to practice. He tried to explain that it was an accident but she didn't listen to any kind of reasoning. He walked across the room and picked it back up, his cheeks on fire. Ten minutes, yeah, ten until he found out who his secret admirer was. Miss Friday. He snapped back into his normal state when Faye, Julia and Don came over to work on their quartet, Faye on violin, Julia on cello and Don on bass. They were the best in the orchestra and their group would totally blow everyone away. Spike's worries kind of went away when he was playing but then the bell rang. He put his viola in its case and his music in his backpack and headed off for the cafeteria.
His legs felt like lead as he walked through the packed hallways, he took a door to the outside and began tracking through the foot deep snow. He reached the area behind the cafeteria and saw.
"Faye?" Spike was surprised at who he saw standing before him. She looked like an angel. She was wearing a white jacket and her cheeks were red from the cold wind.
"Yeah," she said quietly. "I was too shy to tell you face to face so I left that note in your locker. I mean, I was going to just tell you at the mall. Julia said it would be a good idea. She even let me borrow some of her perfume, which I don't use to, well, cover up my tracks."
Spike smiled widely, "You did a nice job too. I was going around smelling girls and it was just awkward."
Faye laughed. Spike looked at her with a more serious look, "I thought you should know, I feel the same way about you."
"You do?" She seemed surprised. "I was worried that you wouldn't."
"Nah, I do. and I think you're cool. I also would like to know if you wanted to go out with me," his heart was in his throat now, it was not allowing him any air in the few seconds where she looked at her shoes, looked back up and answered.
"Yeah, I'd love that," Faye smiled again, took his hand and they walked across the yard leaving two sets of footprints on the snow.
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I think that was one of the hardest chapters to finish. I kept thinking of different endings and stuff and I was getting really confused. I hope this staying up late paid off. Please review. Oh, and I was wondering if anyone was interested in doing fanart for this fanfic when I put it up on my website. Go to my main page here on ff.net and email me if you're interested. Ja ne and please review, 3 Aikenlicious
Okay, Y'all better be thankful for weekends on account of the fact that I have nothing to do. So, I could be at the mall or something but you people need me. Or at least that's what I like to tell myself. mwa ha hah! 3 AiKeN-cHaN ^_^ ----------------------
Spike sat talking to his new friend, Michael. He seemed like a very nice kid. Michael told Spike that no one had ever tried to stand up for him before. He hadn't had any friends in elementary school and now his only friends were complete nerds. (Yeah, like tucking their shirts into their underwear, gross!)
The principal came out a few minutes later to yell at Andy and Spike while Michael ran off to his class. Oh boy. Detention for a week. He was used to detentions by now; he had them at least once a week. When the teacher in there was actually awake, he knew Spike well. He even sometimes asked how his sister was. Mr. Worbuston had been a science teacher once when his sister went to Jr. High and he still remembered her. Then again, she always was a show off like that.
As Spike headed to first period, he saw a note stuck in his locker. The note was written in very loopy, fancy writing and in purple ink. The bright pink paper made it very hard to read. He was also sprinkled with pink glitter when he opened it.
I don't know how to approach you so I decided to put this down in letter form. Let's just say I have had my eye on you for some time. I have known you for a while and I think I should just come out and say it. Yeah, you're pretty cute. I don't want to sound creepy or anything but I know your schedule.
1: Literature/ Rm. 20
2: History/ Rm. 26
3: Language Arts/ Rm. 11
4: Boys' PE/ Boys' locker room
5: Science/ Rm. 31
6: Lunch
7: Algebra A/ Rm. 3
8: Orchestra/ Band Room
Meet me by the Cafeteria after school on Friday
Love, Miss Friday
Spike, without thinking any further, stuck the note in his pocket and decided to wait in the bathroom for ten minutes until the bell rang for second period. He took out the note and looked at it more carefully. He sniffed it. It smelled like. the perfume his mother wears. that stuff from Victoria's Secret. Great, now he would have to go around smelling people to find out who it was that wore the same perfume.
***
Yoshida Jr. High had a separate PE Class for boys and girls. Therefore, It would be very difficult to tell which girl wore what perfume. Today, however, was different. It was snowing so both classes had to do PE in the gym together. Finally, this cloud had a silver lining.
All of the students were called into the center of the Gym. Spike was sitting next to a fairly pretty girl named Selenia. He leaned in close to her, pretending that he was just trying to hear the teacher. No, she wasn't wearing the matching perfume. She smelled more like an apple.
So far, no one he could find matched the perfume that he was looking for. Oh, if he could only ask them if they knew anyone who wore that perfume! He looked across the gym and saw Julia serving volleyball with her friend Aiko. He ran across the gym to talk to her.
"Hey Julia, could I talk to you please?" Spike asked politely.
Julia looked over at her friend, giggled and then turned back to Spike, "Sure, Why not."
He pulled her aside from the group, just enough to actually be able to hear her.
"Okay, this is going to sound like a really, REALLY weird question. I need you to help me identify a perfume," Spike said in a hushed voice.
"I can do that!" Julia said happily. Spike took a piece of the note from the hidden compartment in his watch. He handed it to Julia and she sniffed it. She looked up with an excited expression on her face.
"This is the perfume called Sweet Tears from Victoria's secret. It is currently being sold in a gift set of shower gel, body shimmering lotion, body mist and traditional perfume. I trust you have your reason for wanting to know, so I won't ask you the reason why you wanted to know," She said this all very fast. Spike wanted to know how she knew this though.
"Do you know every type of perfume there is or something?" He joked.
She laughed, "No, but that's the perfume I wear all the time!"
Spike's stomach dropped as she giggled and ran off to catch up with Aiko. Could it be Julia? Julia was the girl that Vicious wanted to ask to the Valentines dance. Oh no..
'It couldn't be Julia, I'm sure that lots of other girls have the same perfume. I mean, it's not like they only made one bottle,' His thoughts raced in his head. What if it was Julia, what if it wasn't. hopefully, he would be able to figure it out at lunch. Then again, he didn't want Andy to find out.
***
At Lunch, Spike decided to talk the note over with Jet, Vicious and Michael. He was comforted to see that Andy wasn't sitting at their table. The regulars seemed to be getting along well with Michael too. Spike set down his orange chicken bowl and orange soda and took a seat.
"Hey Spike," Jet welcomed Spike.
"Sup," was Vicious's greeting.
"Hello Spike," Michael spoke up.
Spike waved briefly like he usually did when he sat down. He decided to just bring out what he needed to say. He needed to know what to do about the note.
"Um, guys. I need to talk to all of you. The only thing is, I think that you all will just think that this is plain weird," He said it straightforward and how it needed to be said.
"Yeah, go ahead," Jet urged Spike to keep talking. Spike motioned them all to come around the circle table into a kind of huddle.
He took the note out from the inside pocket of his leather jacket. None of the guys seemed like they were expecting anything like a love letter! Spike read it in a whisper and the other guys cringed.
"Sounds like a stalker. I mean, if she knows your whole schedule," Michael suggested.
"Or, it could be a prank," Vicious added.
"Or maybe someone who wants revenge," Jet contributed.
Spike looked at the note again. He could always compare handwriting. Or, he could just wait until Friday until he met this mysterious Miss Friday.
***
At 8th period, Orchestra on Friday, Spike had butterflies in his stomach. When he took his viola out of the case, he almost dropped it. He was totally into the music, or trying to be at least when he lost grip on the bow and chucked it across the room. Ms. Sanchez, the teacher told him that if he was going to disrespect the bow by catapulting it across the room that maybe he should just not come to practice. He tried to explain that it was an accident but she didn't listen to any kind of reasoning. He walked across the room and picked it back up, his cheeks on fire. Ten minutes, yeah, ten until he found out who his secret admirer was. Miss Friday. He snapped back into his normal state when Faye, Julia and Don came over to work on their quartet, Faye on violin, Julia on cello and Don on bass. They were the best in the orchestra and their group would totally blow everyone away. Spike's worries kind of went away when he was playing but then the bell rang. He put his viola in its case and his music in his backpack and headed off for the cafeteria.
His legs felt like lead as he walked through the packed hallways, he took a door to the outside and began tracking through the foot deep snow. He reached the area behind the cafeteria and saw.
"Faye?" Spike was surprised at who he saw standing before him. She looked like an angel. She was wearing a white jacket and her cheeks were red from the cold wind.
"Yeah," she said quietly. "I was too shy to tell you face to face so I left that note in your locker. I mean, I was going to just tell you at the mall. Julia said it would be a good idea. She even let me borrow some of her perfume, which I don't use to, well, cover up my tracks."
Spike smiled widely, "You did a nice job too. I was going around smelling girls and it was just awkward."
Faye laughed. Spike looked at her with a more serious look, "I thought you should know, I feel the same way about you."
"You do?" She seemed surprised. "I was worried that you wouldn't."
"Nah, I do. and I think you're cool. I also would like to know if you wanted to go out with me," his heart was in his throat now, it was not allowing him any air in the few seconds where she looked at her shoes, looked back up and answered.
"Yeah, I'd love that," Faye smiled again, took his hand and they walked across the yard leaving two sets of footprints on the snow.
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I think that was one of the hardest chapters to finish. I kept thinking of different endings and stuff and I was getting really confused. I hope this staying up late paid off. Please review. Oh, and I was wondering if anyone was interested in doing fanart for this fanfic when I put it up on my website. Go to my main page here on ff.net and email me if you're interested. Ja ne and please review, 3 Aikenlicious