Oh my god I wrote this awesome poem. wait. you'll have to read on and find
out! I do not own Cowboy Bebop, unfortunately, damn it all. Aaah but you DO
know who I do own so from here on out I refuse to write any more
disclaimers.
Twas Monday at ABJH and all through the halls,
Not a rebel was stirring, with not even a growl.
The slackers had a field day and many a cheer.
For Spike and his gang, were in need of a something like a beer.
The school was so peaceful, and left with not even a shout,
Cuz Vicious and his friends weren't happy- there was no doubt.
When Vicious was sad or mad there was much ado,
For Vicious was the leader of the popular crew.
And the punks, such as Spike, were drab just as well,
Twas obvious that something had happened at the mall.
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Jet smirked in his Social Studies class as Vicious was called on. He knew Vicious wouldn't get the answer right, and Jet would get much satisfaction when he didn't. But, unfortunately, he didn't get the chance to snigger at Vicious.
"Right." The teachers stated. Jet's mouth fell open.
"Yea that's what I thought." Vicious and his satisfied smile relaxed in his seat and Jet quickly closed his mouth. It turned into a frown and his eyes darkened with grumpiness.
Jet had been in a good mood until the teacher's over enthusiasm and Vicious' smooth answer mixed with Spike's drabness had brought him down. That pissed him off even more because he had just gotten over the embarrassment and sadness of losing his arm and gaining a new one. Most people could tell when Jet was mad. He didn't try to hide it. Although Spike didn't either it was still hard to tell the difference in his moods because he acted emotionless a lot, that was just the way he was. But when Jet had something to say he said it and when he was mad, he yelled it. So when his content daydream mood turned into a slightly evil-looking daymare mode people near him in class sort of scooted away.
Jet started thinking about Saturday and after he got over the rage stage he began to realize how stupid they were all being. They were only 14 years old and they acted like this was love for life! 'Julia must be so naïve.' he thought 'or maybe its just cuz she's new.' Then he remembered that neither she nor Gren knew about what Vicious had done. Or Spike.
Jet grimaced and glanced at Vicious. He still had that high-and-mighty smile on his face. Jet rolled his eyes and began to zone back out. But before he could the bell rang and he shut his books, getting a shove or two as Vicious' friends walked past his desk in the second row. Before he knew it he was all alone. As he reached out to pick up a pen that was rolling dangerously down the slant of the desk the sound of footsteps entering the room reached his ears. Jet figured it was just some kid who left a book or something and was back to get it.
"Sup" a female voice said.
Jet looked up, surprised, and raised an eyebrow at the sight of Ivy Fetish, a girl who Jet thought would kick your ass as soon as she had just greeted him so nonchalantly.
"Heeeeeey" he said slowly.
"How come you hate Vicious?" she asked, her hands on her hips.
"Uh, because. he's an asshole to my best friend.?" he said with a questioning tone.
"Oh, ok. See you." And she promptly left the room.
"okaaaay" Jet breathed, and he rushed out into the hallway.
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'Goddamnit.' Spike was in a class called technology, something like pre-engineering, the only class he enjoyed, and the best grade on his report card. He was building a model of a ship that he someday wanted to make, or at least that was what the project was supposed to be. Spike didn't intend to only make this model in class, but also when he got older. And he was going to fly it from Mars to _________ and back again. Unfortunately, this ship wasn't turning out quite as well as it had started. Actually, it was turning out great, but in Spike's mind, which was in a state of pessimism at the moment, it was a piece of crap.
Although Spike and Jet had talked about Saturday's happenings and Spike had felt better then, he had all Sunday to think about that night and he was less and less happy about it the more he thought about it. Even though at first he acted nonchalant there was no way of getting around the fact that Vicious had beat him to Julia. The only uplifting thought was that she was mad at Vicious too! But of course Spike being a the-glass-is- half-empty kind of guy was walking around dragging his feet more than usual and not even participating in class like usual. Not even in his cool way that made it sound like he didn't care but was just too pompous to let the teachers and class think he didn't know. Therefore all of his friends were not happy, especially since they knew why he was mad and they were far from ecstatic themselves, except for Ed of course. She was just depressed because they were.
Just then the sound of a bunch of people was heard from the hall. A couple of people from Spike's room looked up as the advanced science class walked by. Spike glanced to the door and saw Ed walk by, looking very blue. Spike was slightly shocked at the sight of a depressed Ed. That had only occurred once before, when Ed's dog, Ein had gotten hit by a car a year ago. Jet was pretty down too when that dog died. It had been a gift to Ed from him when they were about 6 years old. That linked their friendship; fortunately they didn't just drift away just because the poor thing had to be put down so it didn't suffer.
"Aw crap!" Spike threw his pencil to the ground "Screw it!" he sat down heavily "Guess I'll never be a freakin' starship pilot then!" he crossed his arms and began grumbling; his ship really wasn't turning out the way he wanted.
"Calm down man"
"Don't fuck with me!" Spike replied, he quickly stood up and turned around to the face of Ivy Fetish (pronounced Fet-eesh, its French people). Ivy had quickly turned from a peaceful classmate to a raging, very pissed off girl.
"Oh, I ain't fucking with you yet!" she said hotly, "I just thought you'd like to know how bad you're bringing your friends down with your bad mood. You're so pessimistic even I noticed!" Ivy turned and started walking away. When she got to her desk she put her hand down on it, turned her head back to Spike and said coolly, "and don't fuck with me, I'm pms-ing."
Spike's face turned slowly from shock to horror to disgust. He couldn't believe she had just said that to him! In that way! Someone other than Vicious had just talked back to him! And the worst part was that what she said was right, that was why Ed was depressed (or so he thought).
"I'm so oblivious." he shook his head, "but, ew" his lip curled, " I didn't need to know she was pms-ing." he glanced at her 'damn she is scary!' Spike started to think about what she said. It was true he was acting pretty negative. 'damn it.'
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"Weeeeeeeeee" Ed exclaimed. Her advanced science class was just informed that they would be starting to use computers for research and "virtual testing". Although Ed loved computers she rarely had the opportunity to use them in school so when they did she was ecstatic.
The class started down the hall to the computer lab. The floor was tiled with alternating marbled puke green, black and white squares. As Ed continued down the hallway she skipped the green ones for her own amusement. As they shuffled (Ed hopped) down the hall they passed the technology class. Right when Ed got to the classroom she stopped hopping, put her hands in her pockets and shuffled along with the rest of the class with a gloomy look on her face. Just as soon as she got passed the visibility of students inside the classroom she resumed her skipping of the green squares and followed the rest of her classmates down the hall.
Ed didn't want Spike to think that she didn't care when he was mad or depressed so all day when she had seen Faye, Jet, Gren and especially Spike she would stop her usual cheerfulness and peppiness long enough for them to notice her "sadness" too. So Ed was playing double roles, but she didn't mind because it didn't take away any of her energy and to make sure her friends knew she backed them up she would do almost anything.
When the class got to the computer lab they were each assigned a computer to work on. Ed plopped down in her seat, stretched her fingers and began typing like lightning. After about a half hour the bell rang and everyone got off their computers, Ed very reluctantly. It was lunchtime now and as Ed put all her books in her locker and bounded off toward the lunchroom she saw Vicious and Julia down at the end of a hallway. At first she wondered whether she should look or not but then the curiosity got the better of her and since her friends weren't really willing to talk about this relationship she had to satisfy it on her own.
"oi?" Ed exclaimed quietly, jumping behind a row of lockers and peering towards the couple. A couple of seconds later Ed was pulling a disgusted face and whispering "oi ew".
Vicious and Julia were using the empty hallway to their advantage. Since everyone was already in the lunchroom (except for Ed of course) they could show DPA (display of public affection) except. not public. There they were-hugging, kissing, touching each other's hair, fluffy stuff. It was disgusting. Ed practically ran away. Now she had a real reason to be depressed and she didn't have to pretend. Well, actually it wasn't as depressed as it was sickened and scarred.
Ed tottered into the lunchroom and found her friends (minus Gren, he was up in the lunch line) in deep discussion. She really didn't feel like talking and even if she had she wouldn't have been able to because as soon as she sat down Spike stopped talking, turned to her and immediately turned red.
"Um, Ed, I just wanted you to know that if I'm depressed or pissed off or anything don't worry about me, just keep being your happy hyper self."
Ed looked up, trying to look confused as if she didn't know what he was talking about and instead decided to blame it all on her recent disgusting encounter and said, "you're not why Ed is sad sad."
Spike's face went even redder.
"Ed feels like she is gonna throw up!"
Spike's face paled.
"Ed saw." she turned her head and her eyes darted from side to side as though making sure no one was looking and then whispered into Spike's ear, "Vicious and Julia kissing" she then made gagging motion accompanied by a hacking sound.
Spike's face was red again.
Jet and Faye stopped talking when they heard the news, looked at each other, and then put their hands over their mouths as they simultaneously ran out of the cafeteria and to the bathrooms, looking slightly green.
Spike slowly got up, his own face an interesting mix of Christmas colors added with the usual tan shade of his skin. He took a shaky step forward, but instead of going any farther quickly sat down again and starting poking ferociously at the space between his eyes with one of his fingers.
"God. no! Damn you minds' eye!" when he was done he also ran to the little boy's room, Ed following close behind.
When Gren got back to the table he noticed that no one was there and put down his tray on the table. ' I don't want to know where they went' he thought, sitting down and beginning to eat with his feet propped up on the table. When he went up to get his lunch 10 minutes ago he had left Spike apologizing for making them have bad moods. When he finished eating he leaned his head back and proceeded to sleep, but before he could a girl of medium height with long, black hair with red highlights walked up.
"Hello" she said, sitting down.
Gren looked her up and down and smiled at her white and green t-shirt that stated, " I luv Irish boyz" and answered, "Hello".
"You wouldn't happen to know where Vicious is, would you?"
Gren raised an eyebrow and wondered if this was Ivy, the girl that Jet and Spike were talking about in the hallway. "Are you Ivy?" he asked.
"Answer my question!" she said, suddenly looking pissed.
"Ok ok! No I don't know where he is."
"Oh, well, yea I'm Ivy." She looked a bit crestfallen.
Gren decided to be bold and change to subject. "How come you keep talking to my friends, I mean, you've never really talked to them before."
"I dunno, I guess I'm just curious about the whole thing with Vicious verses Spike, I don't really know what happened. Vicious won't tell me." She said shrugging.
"Wow," Gren commented, "I don't really know either. We should find out."
Ivy smirked and they both got up and made their way to the bathrooms.
When they got there Jet, Faye, Spike and Ed were all sitting on the ground with their backs against the wall, breathing very heavily.
"Ugh, what happened to you guys?" Gren asked at the sight.
Faye just looked up and shook her head, still looking like she was out of breath, "I don't know if you really want to know."
"That's ok you can tell me" he leaned down to give her a comforting hug but all four of them heaved again as if the action made them think of something sickening. "What the hell?!" he asked, a bit hotly.
"guh. who wants to tell him?" Jet asked shakily. They all looked at Ed.
Gren and Ivy looked at each other, looking confused and slightly scared of what they might hear. Ed sprawled out on the floor and then slithered over to them. She grabbed one of each of their ankles of both of them and said in a voice that sounded like she was dying, "Ed saw. Ed saw Vicious and Julia kissing. Ed and friends all came to." she gestured to her friends and the bathrooms.
"WHAT?!" both Gren and Ivy screamed.
"That little whore, she better not be playing him!" Ivy steamed.
"Are you kidding?! I swear if he is only with her for." Gren stopped and they all shuddered "HE'S DEAD."
At that they both ran down the halls to find Vicious and Julia, cursing loudly as they went.
"Excuse me!" the principal, Mr. Mau bellowed, stepping around a corner of a hallway. "What is going on here?"
Gren and Ivy slowed down and started walking and talking as if nothing had happened It didn't work. Mr. Mau pushed them all into his office and repeatedly questioned them. They felt like they were being interrogated. They eventually told him why they were yelling and what they were talking about and unfortunately that meant getting Julia and Vicious in trouble. Of course, everyone had a secret part of their heart and mind that was going 'YES! Oh in your FACE _____' (either Julia or Vicious or both) and giving double thumbs up. But of course no one showed it, except for maybe Spike, who had a hardly visible smirk on his face and Gren who had subconsciously uttered a hardly noticeable, "heh." very VERY quietly.
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"AUG" screamed Julia "I cannot believe that you got me, I mean us, in trouble!"
"You brought this upon yourself young lady." Mr. Mau stated.
"It's not that Ed saw it's that Gren and that girl were going to do something about it!"
"damn straight we were." Gren breathed.
"and the name is IVY." Ivy added.
Everyone sort of blinked. Then everyone except Julia and Vicious started laughing.
"Excuse me you two," he said pointing at Gren and Ivy, "I don't believe that you have the authority to say anything after the vulgarity I caught you using."
They looked down and scowled at the floor.
"Hey, they had a reason!" Faye spoke up, defending her boyfriend, "me n' the gang were literally throwing up when we found out." she said seriously. Vicious glared at her.
"Well, in any case Vicious, Julia, Ivy and Grencia (A/N: For those of you who don't know Grencia is Gren's full FIRST name), you all have after school detentions until Thursday, starting tomorrow. You may go to your classes now."
The eight of them filed out of the tiny office and out into the hall. They silently paraded to their classes.
DAMN that is one loooooong chapter. well, in my fan fiction standards at least. It's actually my longest yet! That is so cool *chuckles merrily and huggles (yes HUGGLES) Cowboy Bebop characters (and Ivy)* *Ivy swipes a clawed hand and scratches my face* *scampers away and awaits next chapter*
Twas Monday at ABJH and all through the halls,
Not a rebel was stirring, with not even a growl.
The slackers had a field day and many a cheer.
For Spike and his gang, were in need of a something like a beer.
The school was so peaceful, and left with not even a shout,
Cuz Vicious and his friends weren't happy- there was no doubt.
When Vicious was sad or mad there was much ado,
For Vicious was the leader of the popular crew.
And the punks, such as Spike, were drab just as well,
Twas obvious that something had happened at the mall.
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Jet smirked in his Social Studies class as Vicious was called on. He knew Vicious wouldn't get the answer right, and Jet would get much satisfaction when he didn't. But, unfortunately, he didn't get the chance to snigger at Vicious.
"Right." The teachers stated. Jet's mouth fell open.
"Yea that's what I thought." Vicious and his satisfied smile relaxed in his seat and Jet quickly closed his mouth. It turned into a frown and his eyes darkened with grumpiness.
Jet had been in a good mood until the teacher's over enthusiasm and Vicious' smooth answer mixed with Spike's drabness had brought him down. That pissed him off even more because he had just gotten over the embarrassment and sadness of losing his arm and gaining a new one. Most people could tell when Jet was mad. He didn't try to hide it. Although Spike didn't either it was still hard to tell the difference in his moods because he acted emotionless a lot, that was just the way he was. But when Jet had something to say he said it and when he was mad, he yelled it. So when his content daydream mood turned into a slightly evil-looking daymare mode people near him in class sort of scooted away.
Jet started thinking about Saturday and after he got over the rage stage he began to realize how stupid they were all being. They were only 14 years old and they acted like this was love for life! 'Julia must be so naïve.' he thought 'or maybe its just cuz she's new.' Then he remembered that neither she nor Gren knew about what Vicious had done. Or Spike.
Jet grimaced and glanced at Vicious. He still had that high-and-mighty smile on his face. Jet rolled his eyes and began to zone back out. But before he could the bell rang and he shut his books, getting a shove or two as Vicious' friends walked past his desk in the second row. Before he knew it he was all alone. As he reached out to pick up a pen that was rolling dangerously down the slant of the desk the sound of footsteps entering the room reached his ears. Jet figured it was just some kid who left a book or something and was back to get it.
"Sup" a female voice said.
Jet looked up, surprised, and raised an eyebrow at the sight of Ivy Fetish, a girl who Jet thought would kick your ass as soon as she had just greeted him so nonchalantly.
"Heeeeeey" he said slowly.
"How come you hate Vicious?" she asked, her hands on her hips.
"Uh, because. he's an asshole to my best friend.?" he said with a questioning tone.
"Oh, ok. See you." And she promptly left the room.
"okaaaay" Jet breathed, and he rushed out into the hallway.
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'Goddamnit.' Spike was in a class called technology, something like pre-engineering, the only class he enjoyed, and the best grade on his report card. He was building a model of a ship that he someday wanted to make, or at least that was what the project was supposed to be. Spike didn't intend to only make this model in class, but also when he got older. And he was going to fly it from Mars to _________ and back again. Unfortunately, this ship wasn't turning out quite as well as it had started. Actually, it was turning out great, but in Spike's mind, which was in a state of pessimism at the moment, it was a piece of crap.
Although Spike and Jet had talked about Saturday's happenings and Spike had felt better then, he had all Sunday to think about that night and he was less and less happy about it the more he thought about it. Even though at first he acted nonchalant there was no way of getting around the fact that Vicious had beat him to Julia. The only uplifting thought was that she was mad at Vicious too! But of course Spike being a the-glass-is- half-empty kind of guy was walking around dragging his feet more than usual and not even participating in class like usual. Not even in his cool way that made it sound like he didn't care but was just too pompous to let the teachers and class think he didn't know. Therefore all of his friends were not happy, especially since they knew why he was mad and they were far from ecstatic themselves, except for Ed of course. She was just depressed because they were.
Just then the sound of a bunch of people was heard from the hall. A couple of people from Spike's room looked up as the advanced science class walked by. Spike glanced to the door and saw Ed walk by, looking very blue. Spike was slightly shocked at the sight of a depressed Ed. That had only occurred once before, when Ed's dog, Ein had gotten hit by a car a year ago. Jet was pretty down too when that dog died. It had been a gift to Ed from him when they were about 6 years old. That linked their friendship; fortunately they didn't just drift away just because the poor thing had to be put down so it didn't suffer.
"Aw crap!" Spike threw his pencil to the ground "Screw it!" he sat down heavily "Guess I'll never be a freakin' starship pilot then!" he crossed his arms and began grumbling; his ship really wasn't turning out the way he wanted.
"Calm down man"
"Don't fuck with me!" Spike replied, he quickly stood up and turned around to the face of Ivy Fetish (pronounced Fet-eesh, its French people). Ivy had quickly turned from a peaceful classmate to a raging, very pissed off girl.
"Oh, I ain't fucking with you yet!" she said hotly, "I just thought you'd like to know how bad you're bringing your friends down with your bad mood. You're so pessimistic even I noticed!" Ivy turned and started walking away. When she got to her desk she put her hand down on it, turned her head back to Spike and said coolly, "and don't fuck with me, I'm pms-ing."
Spike's face turned slowly from shock to horror to disgust. He couldn't believe she had just said that to him! In that way! Someone other than Vicious had just talked back to him! And the worst part was that what she said was right, that was why Ed was depressed (or so he thought).
"I'm so oblivious." he shook his head, "but, ew" his lip curled, " I didn't need to know she was pms-ing." he glanced at her 'damn she is scary!' Spike started to think about what she said. It was true he was acting pretty negative. 'damn it.'
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"Weeeeeeeeee" Ed exclaimed. Her advanced science class was just informed that they would be starting to use computers for research and "virtual testing". Although Ed loved computers she rarely had the opportunity to use them in school so when they did she was ecstatic.
The class started down the hall to the computer lab. The floor was tiled with alternating marbled puke green, black and white squares. As Ed continued down the hallway she skipped the green ones for her own amusement. As they shuffled (Ed hopped) down the hall they passed the technology class. Right when Ed got to the classroom she stopped hopping, put her hands in her pockets and shuffled along with the rest of the class with a gloomy look on her face. Just as soon as she got passed the visibility of students inside the classroom she resumed her skipping of the green squares and followed the rest of her classmates down the hall.
Ed didn't want Spike to think that she didn't care when he was mad or depressed so all day when she had seen Faye, Jet, Gren and especially Spike she would stop her usual cheerfulness and peppiness long enough for them to notice her "sadness" too. So Ed was playing double roles, but she didn't mind because it didn't take away any of her energy and to make sure her friends knew she backed them up she would do almost anything.
When the class got to the computer lab they were each assigned a computer to work on. Ed plopped down in her seat, stretched her fingers and began typing like lightning. After about a half hour the bell rang and everyone got off their computers, Ed very reluctantly. It was lunchtime now and as Ed put all her books in her locker and bounded off toward the lunchroom she saw Vicious and Julia down at the end of a hallway. At first she wondered whether she should look or not but then the curiosity got the better of her and since her friends weren't really willing to talk about this relationship she had to satisfy it on her own.
"oi?" Ed exclaimed quietly, jumping behind a row of lockers and peering towards the couple. A couple of seconds later Ed was pulling a disgusted face and whispering "oi ew".
Vicious and Julia were using the empty hallway to their advantage. Since everyone was already in the lunchroom (except for Ed of course) they could show DPA (display of public affection) except. not public. There they were-hugging, kissing, touching each other's hair, fluffy stuff. It was disgusting. Ed practically ran away. Now she had a real reason to be depressed and she didn't have to pretend. Well, actually it wasn't as depressed as it was sickened and scarred.
Ed tottered into the lunchroom and found her friends (minus Gren, he was up in the lunch line) in deep discussion. She really didn't feel like talking and even if she had she wouldn't have been able to because as soon as she sat down Spike stopped talking, turned to her and immediately turned red.
"Um, Ed, I just wanted you to know that if I'm depressed or pissed off or anything don't worry about me, just keep being your happy hyper self."
Ed looked up, trying to look confused as if she didn't know what he was talking about and instead decided to blame it all on her recent disgusting encounter and said, "you're not why Ed is sad sad."
Spike's face went even redder.
"Ed feels like she is gonna throw up!"
Spike's face paled.
"Ed saw." she turned her head and her eyes darted from side to side as though making sure no one was looking and then whispered into Spike's ear, "Vicious and Julia kissing" she then made gagging motion accompanied by a hacking sound.
Spike's face was red again.
Jet and Faye stopped talking when they heard the news, looked at each other, and then put their hands over their mouths as they simultaneously ran out of the cafeteria and to the bathrooms, looking slightly green.
Spike slowly got up, his own face an interesting mix of Christmas colors added with the usual tan shade of his skin. He took a shaky step forward, but instead of going any farther quickly sat down again and starting poking ferociously at the space between his eyes with one of his fingers.
"God. no! Damn you minds' eye!" when he was done he also ran to the little boy's room, Ed following close behind.
When Gren got back to the table he noticed that no one was there and put down his tray on the table. ' I don't want to know where they went' he thought, sitting down and beginning to eat with his feet propped up on the table. When he went up to get his lunch 10 minutes ago he had left Spike apologizing for making them have bad moods. When he finished eating he leaned his head back and proceeded to sleep, but before he could a girl of medium height with long, black hair with red highlights walked up.
"Hello" she said, sitting down.
Gren looked her up and down and smiled at her white and green t-shirt that stated, " I luv Irish boyz" and answered, "Hello".
"You wouldn't happen to know where Vicious is, would you?"
Gren raised an eyebrow and wondered if this was Ivy, the girl that Jet and Spike were talking about in the hallway. "Are you Ivy?" he asked.
"Answer my question!" she said, suddenly looking pissed.
"Ok ok! No I don't know where he is."
"Oh, well, yea I'm Ivy." She looked a bit crestfallen.
Gren decided to be bold and change to subject. "How come you keep talking to my friends, I mean, you've never really talked to them before."
"I dunno, I guess I'm just curious about the whole thing with Vicious verses Spike, I don't really know what happened. Vicious won't tell me." She said shrugging.
"Wow," Gren commented, "I don't really know either. We should find out."
Ivy smirked and they both got up and made their way to the bathrooms.
When they got there Jet, Faye, Spike and Ed were all sitting on the ground with their backs against the wall, breathing very heavily.
"Ugh, what happened to you guys?" Gren asked at the sight.
Faye just looked up and shook her head, still looking like she was out of breath, "I don't know if you really want to know."
"That's ok you can tell me" he leaned down to give her a comforting hug but all four of them heaved again as if the action made them think of something sickening. "What the hell?!" he asked, a bit hotly.
"guh. who wants to tell him?" Jet asked shakily. They all looked at Ed.
Gren and Ivy looked at each other, looking confused and slightly scared of what they might hear. Ed sprawled out on the floor and then slithered over to them. She grabbed one of each of their ankles of both of them and said in a voice that sounded like she was dying, "Ed saw. Ed saw Vicious and Julia kissing. Ed and friends all came to." she gestured to her friends and the bathrooms.
"WHAT?!" both Gren and Ivy screamed.
"That little whore, she better not be playing him!" Ivy steamed.
"Are you kidding?! I swear if he is only with her for." Gren stopped and they all shuddered "HE'S DEAD."
At that they both ran down the halls to find Vicious and Julia, cursing loudly as they went.
"Excuse me!" the principal, Mr. Mau bellowed, stepping around a corner of a hallway. "What is going on here?"
Gren and Ivy slowed down and started walking and talking as if nothing had happened It didn't work. Mr. Mau pushed them all into his office and repeatedly questioned them. They felt like they were being interrogated. They eventually told him why they were yelling and what they were talking about and unfortunately that meant getting Julia and Vicious in trouble. Of course, everyone had a secret part of their heart and mind that was going 'YES! Oh in your FACE _____' (either Julia or Vicious or both) and giving double thumbs up. But of course no one showed it, except for maybe Spike, who had a hardly visible smirk on his face and Gren who had subconsciously uttered a hardly noticeable, "heh." very VERY quietly.
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"AUG" screamed Julia "I cannot believe that you got me, I mean us, in trouble!"
"You brought this upon yourself young lady." Mr. Mau stated.
"It's not that Ed saw it's that Gren and that girl were going to do something about it!"
"damn straight we were." Gren breathed.
"and the name is IVY." Ivy added.
Everyone sort of blinked. Then everyone except Julia and Vicious started laughing.
"Excuse me you two," he said pointing at Gren and Ivy, "I don't believe that you have the authority to say anything after the vulgarity I caught you using."
They looked down and scowled at the floor.
"Hey, they had a reason!" Faye spoke up, defending her boyfriend, "me n' the gang were literally throwing up when we found out." she said seriously. Vicious glared at her.
"Well, in any case Vicious, Julia, Ivy and Grencia (A/N: For those of you who don't know Grencia is Gren's full FIRST name), you all have after school detentions until Thursday, starting tomorrow. You may go to your classes now."
The eight of them filed out of the tiny office and out into the hall. They silently paraded to their classes.
DAMN that is one loooooong chapter. well, in my fan fiction standards at least. It's actually my longest yet! That is so cool *chuckles merrily and huggles (yes HUGGLES) Cowboy Bebop characters (and Ivy)* *Ivy swipes a clawed hand and scratches my face* *scampers away and awaits next chapter*