Part 4-
Professor Ginny Creevy stacked her papers in a straight pile on her desk and tucked a strand of thick red hair behind her ear. The first day of the school year was always stressful on her especially with a new class. Not many students found the importance of career choosing during school time. But she knew how much she wished her class was offered to her when she was at Hogwarts, otherwise she wouldn't be stuck teaching there. Another thing many students didn't know was the wide expanse of possibilities out there for them.
Ginny sat down at her desk and drank some water from her flask heartily. She smiled and looked over her flask at the students who were filing in. The seats filled steadily and when the bell rang only three seats were empty. The three students who were meant to fill these seats flew into the room and skidded into their seats. Louie Malfoy, Megan Potter and Brody Armstrong sat together, and in that order. Ginny smiled at the group and leaned against her desk. Radcliffe Malfoy whispered something raspily into the ear of Denise Thompson who threw her head back and laughed after surveying Ginny evilly. She closed her eyes slowly and counted to three to calm her nerves.
"Good Morning, class." She said. "I would like you to please take out a roll of parchment and a quill and write a list of three careers that interest you." The students, mostly first years, looked at her intently, as if waiting for her to say something more. "Now, please." She urged and the students went to work. After the noise from the scrawling of quills had ceased she looked up from her desk.
"Are you all done?" She asked and received feverous nods from the kids. "Alright then, um," She glanced down at her role sheet at the student's names. "Regina Adams?" She inquired. A short black girl raised a thin hand. "Would you please read your list to the class?" Regina had a look of panic in her eyes as the faces of the room looked at her. She cleared her throat and gulped.
"I, um, chose: a professor, or an alchemist or a Shop keeper." Regina read. Ginny nodded and Regina sat down.
"Alright," She read a few more names off the list. All the careers were the same: some kids wanted to be nurses at St. Mungo's, others wanted to be Head Master, and so many other dull, drab careers in Megan's opinion. Finally, Professor Creevy called on Megan. She stood up and walked around the desks to the center of the room, taking a bow for both sides for the room. Louie clapped loudly for her when she bent in their direction. She coughed and made eye contact with Professor Creevy.
"Ahem," She began. "I have found multiple careers that peak my interest." She said regally to the Professor. "One, Queen of the World, Two, hobo under a bridge and the third, professional surfer." Ginny began to speak but Megan raised a hand to silence her. "But, I've realized I can do all three of these at once, plus: being Mr. Malfoy's mistress." She bowed to the Professor and made her way back to her seat. Ginny stopped her.
"What do you mean, professional surfer?" She asked. The class turned to Megan, waiting for a response. "Do you know how to surf?" Ginny asked.
"No, but I plan on learning when I go to California to live in the hippie commune with my aunt." She turned back around but was stopped again by her teacher's voice.
"And why would you want to be a bum under a bridge?"
"Because it's easy..." Megan said matter-of-factly.
"Which Mr. Malfoy?" She asked.
"Draco Malfoy, of course." Megan replied. Louie and Radcliffe both groaned at this and Denise gave a low growl of disgust.
"Please sit down, Megan." Ginny said.
"Why do you have to ask me about my career choices? You didn't ask anyone else." Megan stayed put. "I mean, I bet there's no one else in here who wants to be Queen of the World."
"No one in here has the opportunities you have laid out for you Ms. Potter." She stressed her last name. Megan shook her head and stomped back to her seat. Ginny continued down the list. Megan looked at the teacher contemptuously. She leaned over to whisper in Louie's ear.
"I don't like her." She said.
"You don't KNOW her." Louie argued. Megan shook her head and leaned over to Brody and repeated her statement.
"Me either." Brody replied with an evil glare to her teacher.
"You don't like anyone, Bro-Dawg." Louie looked past Megan at her. Brody shrugged.
"What do ya know?" She said and scrawled her name on the parchment next to her second choice of career, executioner.
That afternoon at lunch Megan left Brody and Louie and took a seat between Matt and Pete Zahut. Matt looked at her, flabbergasted.
"What are you doing?" He asked. Megan grabbed Pete's forearm as he lifted his glass to his lips and stopped abruptly when he felt her hand on his arm.
"Sitting with my boyfriend, Dildo-head." She answered. Pete smiled down at her, his straight rows of white teeth showing and his blue eyes catching the light from the sun. Matt shook his head at her.
"Pete, she's only your girlfriend so that someday you can get married and her name will be Megan Zahut." Matt told him. Megan laughed under her breath.
"Pete Zahut." She laughed as she said his name quickly. Pete half-grinned at Megan.
"I used to find it insulting when you made fun of my name. But now I think it's an endearing term that I find so cute." He said and pat her hand. Megan raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm not cute." She said and pulled out as many brown arm hairs as her index finger and thumb could grab. Pete made an inaudible expression of pain and looked down at her.
"That hurt." He whined.
"Wuss." She rolled her eyes and pat his arm, leaving him and his fellow Sixth years to discuss amongst themselves. Brody, Alice, Louie and Joel were standing around together and Megan skipped into the circle and threw an arm over Louie's shoulder. "What you guys talking about?" She asked.
"Your brother wants Alice." Louie said and turned to her. Megan dropped her elbow off Louie's shoulder. She looked over to Alice who nodded, disgusted.
"When we were coming through the barrier, the other day, he was all looking at my butt and stuff." She said in her monotone voice. "I wanted to vomit. And then, during the food fight last night, he came over to me, through the havoc and panic and all that shit, and handed me a plate of mashed potatoes and told me 'If you want any more ammunition then, yeah here you go.' I was just like, God, please make me throw up all over him." Alice said and shuddered all over. Megan smiled from ear to ear.
"This has to be the single greatest discovery in all time." She said.
"Actually, the correct term would be 'of all time.'" Joel mentioned. Megan rolled her eyes and pushed Joel in the stomach.
"Fuck off, asshole." She growled. As Joel recovered from his blow, Megan saw Matt making a break for the Dining Hall door. Megan's face curled in a smile and she beckoned for her friends to come with her to follow and torment her brother.
They stalked behind him, silently to the Gryffindor Tower. He muttered the password and the Fat Lady allowed him entry. Alice and Joel scurried in behind Megan, Brody and Louie when they said the password. Megan ran down the portrait hole into the Common Room where Matt sat, reading a book.
"HEY! Matt!" She called. His head snapped up and he saw the crew behind her.
"Meg, you can't have those two in here." He told her and she turned around to Alice and Joel who were surveying the common room, Joel more nervously than Alice as he was afraid to break the rules. Matt looked desperately at Megan and then glanced back at Alice who was twirling the tassel on the house banner.
"WHY DO YOU KEEP STARING AT ALICE?" Megan shouted. Brody laughed behind her and she grabbed Louie's arm and dragged him into a chair across from Matt and Megan who were standing parallel each other. Alice gave a wry smile and then went back to looking around. Joel kept looking over his shoulder to make sure no professor or school official were to walk in the tower.
"I'm not..." Matt said shakily. Megan smiled at him and punched him in the arm. "What the hell was that for?"
"NO YOU CAN'T HAVE SEX WITH ALICE!" She said and continued smiling. Matt gawked at her and slapped Megan's shoulder. Megan looked down at his arm on her shoulder and kicked him in the shin. Matt yelled in pain and then shoved Megan, who responded to his actions by pulling his hair. An all out brawl ensued. A first year boy who was in his dorm skipping class heard the commotion, came downstairs and gasped at the sight: blood was streaming from Matt's nose and Megan's fingernail was almost torn off, causing more blood. Megan was biting Matt's ear, almost off, when the boy noticed Alice and Joel, two kids from different houses. The boy ran down to the common room and hurried out the portrait hole to get a professor. Louie saw the boy making his mad dash to the door and shot up out of the chair, jumping over the fight that had become increasingly violent. Louie grabbed the boy by the collar and lifted him off the ground.
"Look, you little shit, go back upstairs. This is Megan and Matt Potter, HARRY Potter's kids. You want to get in trouble with the Minister of Magic? The guy who defeated Voldemort with a blink of an eye?"
"That's not how he defeated Voldemort, I read about it..."
"Yeah, yeah, but he is the Minister and I know you don't want any trouble, right?" The boy concurred. "Ok, then, go back upstairs and the four of us will break up the fight." The boy ran upstairs and closed the door. Louie content with himself and turned back to the fight. There was a wad of Megan's light brown hair next to Louie's fist. He nodded to Brody and the two of them lifted Matt off of her and she spat all over him as he rose off her.
"Asshole!" She screamed. "Just because Alice doesn't want to be your girlfriend or your sex slave or whatever the fuck you want her for is no reason to TRY and kick my ass!" She said, still shouting.
"TRY? Megan, you're missing half your hair!" Matt retorted, Louie holding him back.
"You're missing a testicle! Oh, wait, you never had any!" She said.
"How would you know..." Joel wondered aloud. Megan shot a glare at him and answered.
"Because he acts like a woman!" Matt was trying to get out of Louie's ironclad grip when Alice grabbed Joel by the wrist and drug him out of the common room.
"This has been quite grand but I'm not down with the violence, so yeah, later." She bid them farewell and they left the room. Matt dropped like a rag doll and looked menacingly at Megan.
"Bitch." He grumbled and Louie let him go. Megan grabbed at her tooth that she thought was getting loose from the punch in the face she received and then, when assured that it was staying, flipped him her middle finger and the three of them went to class.
***
Three weeks later, in Career Decisions, Cliffe and Denise were hysterical with silent laughter. Cliffe had taken it upon himself to become the fashion critic of Hogwarts, informing Brody everyday that her green hair was repulsive. And if she wanted attention she should just make a sign that said 'Look at me!' The response from the group was always indifference, but one day, Brody Alexander had enough.
Cliffe lifted up his parchment in the silent room and across it read 'Brody Alexander hasn't taken a shower in two weeks.' The second year girl behind Brody read it and Megan heard her mumble to her neigbor that the green-haired girl in front of her had always had a funny smell. Brody closed her eyes and snapped her quill in her hand. Professor Creevy shot her head up and looked down the aisle at Brody who smiled and turned to Louie for another quill. Louie gave her one and she continued her work. Cliffe snorted with laughter and sniffed the air in Brody's general direction and gagged. Brody breathed loudly through her nose.
"That's enough!" She slammed the quill on the desk and got up out of her chair and crossed the room. She grabbed the top of Cliffe's head and pulled him out of his seat. Professor Creevy sat in her desk ignoring the situation temporarily until it got serious.
"What are you going to do?" He asked sarcastically and stood up in front of her.
"I'm going to do a lot of things. Like this, for instance," She said and punched him in the side. He collapsed to the right and grabbed his ribs. "And then this..." She kicked his legs out from under him and then pounced. She started punching at him repeatedly and Professor Creevy heard a cry from Cliffe and got up out of her desk to get the girl off of him. When she got to the top level of desks she saw that Megan and Louie had joined in on the violence. Megan shouting obscenities at him sporadically and Louie kicking his shins and spitting at him. Megan jumped down on Cliffe and tried to rip off his ear when Ginny got her off.
All four looking reasonably shaken, the Professor sent them all out of the room. She said she would turn a blind eye to the altercation if they could get along. Outside the door Megan, Brody, and Louie stood on one side of the doorframe and Cliffe on the other. They stood in a stiff, thick silence, Cliffe: smoothing his hair and wiping blood from his nose. Brody: running her fingers through her hair to get it back to it's straight beginnings. Louie turned to his brother and scowled.
"You think Brody's smelly now? She didn't bathe for five weeks when she was considering dreadlocks this summer." He said and turned to Brody and Megan for approval, which he received. Cliffe shook his head and chuckled.
"Why?" He shook his head again. "Why did you stoop so low, Julius?"
"Lick my ass crack, Cliffe." Brody retorted.
"I'd rather not." He said and tucked in his shirt.
"You're so damn clever, aren't you Cliffe?" Megan asked.
"Much more than you think, Meg." He said her name tauntingly. He raised an eyebrow and then smirked. She stood, quizzically, with her hands on her hips and her elbows askew. Cliffe grabbed the crook in her elbows and pulled her into him and kissed her on the lips, briefly but fully. Megan was too shocked to close her eyes and saw his eyes were open too. He winked when he moved away from her face and pulled open the door and backed into the classroom.
Brody stuck her fingers in her mouth and pretended to throw up as Megan turned to Louie with rage.
"Did you tell him!" She yelled.
"I don't ever talk to him." Louie replied. Brody was left in the dark on this situation but the secret between Louie and Megan was prevalent in their looks. Megan liked Cliffe, that way. She had a crush on him since third year. Her teasing was just a cry for attention and she had always assumed he felt the polar opposite of her feelings for him. But those past two minuets had changed her view on more than just her fighting capabilities.
"So, do you want to sex my brother up now?"
"Shut up, Louie." Megan said and sat down, cross-legged against the wall.
"Oh, so are you still deciding between him and Pete Zahut?"
"No, Pete is my boyfriend." She resolved.
"Give it a rest, Louie," Brody defended her friend. "Cliffe kissed her, not the other way around. Christ on a crutch, that was disgusting."
"Yeah." Megan said, her voice trailing off.
{A/N: WOOOO! AUTHOR'S NOTE! WHEE! Man, this chapter was long! Remember kids: Violence is not the answer! Mal is just obsessed with it. We need to get her a punching bag. Yeah, we're trying to think of a flaw for Megan because she's turning Mary-Sue on us. But soon things will get interesting. OOO! NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!! RESPONSIBLE READERS RESPOND!!!}
Professor Ginny Creevy stacked her papers in a straight pile on her desk and tucked a strand of thick red hair behind her ear. The first day of the school year was always stressful on her especially with a new class. Not many students found the importance of career choosing during school time. But she knew how much she wished her class was offered to her when she was at Hogwarts, otherwise she wouldn't be stuck teaching there. Another thing many students didn't know was the wide expanse of possibilities out there for them.
Ginny sat down at her desk and drank some water from her flask heartily. She smiled and looked over her flask at the students who were filing in. The seats filled steadily and when the bell rang only three seats were empty. The three students who were meant to fill these seats flew into the room and skidded into their seats. Louie Malfoy, Megan Potter and Brody Armstrong sat together, and in that order. Ginny smiled at the group and leaned against her desk. Radcliffe Malfoy whispered something raspily into the ear of Denise Thompson who threw her head back and laughed after surveying Ginny evilly. She closed her eyes slowly and counted to three to calm her nerves.
"Good Morning, class." She said. "I would like you to please take out a roll of parchment and a quill and write a list of three careers that interest you." The students, mostly first years, looked at her intently, as if waiting for her to say something more. "Now, please." She urged and the students went to work. After the noise from the scrawling of quills had ceased she looked up from her desk.
"Are you all done?" She asked and received feverous nods from the kids. "Alright then, um," She glanced down at her role sheet at the student's names. "Regina Adams?" She inquired. A short black girl raised a thin hand. "Would you please read your list to the class?" Regina had a look of panic in her eyes as the faces of the room looked at her. She cleared her throat and gulped.
"I, um, chose: a professor, or an alchemist or a Shop keeper." Regina read. Ginny nodded and Regina sat down.
"Alright," She read a few more names off the list. All the careers were the same: some kids wanted to be nurses at St. Mungo's, others wanted to be Head Master, and so many other dull, drab careers in Megan's opinion. Finally, Professor Creevy called on Megan. She stood up and walked around the desks to the center of the room, taking a bow for both sides for the room. Louie clapped loudly for her when she bent in their direction. She coughed and made eye contact with Professor Creevy.
"Ahem," She began. "I have found multiple careers that peak my interest." She said regally to the Professor. "One, Queen of the World, Two, hobo under a bridge and the third, professional surfer." Ginny began to speak but Megan raised a hand to silence her. "But, I've realized I can do all three of these at once, plus: being Mr. Malfoy's mistress." She bowed to the Professor and made her way back to her seat. Ginny stopped her.
"What do you mean, professional surfer?" She asked. The class turned to Megan, waiting for a response. "Do you know how to surf?" Ginny asked.
"No, but I plan on learning when I go to California to live in the hippie commune with my aunt." She turned back around but was stopped again by her teacher's voice.
"And why would you want to be a bum under a bridge?"
"Because it's easy..." Megan said matter-of-factly.
"Which Mr. Malfoy?" She asked.
"Draco Malfoy, of course." Megan replied. Louie and Radcliffe both groaned at this and Denise gave a low growl of disgust.
"Please sit down, Megan." Ginny said.
"Why do you have to ask me about my career choices? You didn't ask anyone else." Megan stayed put. "I mean, I bet there's no one else in here who wants to be Queen of the World."
"No one in here has the opportunities you have laid out for you Ms. Potter." She stressed her last name. Megan shook her head and stomped back to her seat. Ginny continued down the list. Megan looked at the teacher contemptuously. She leaned over to whisper in Louie's ear.
"I don't like her." She said.
"You don't KNOW her." Louie argued. Megan shook her head and leaned over to Brody and repeated her statement.
"Me either." Brody replied with an evil glare to her teacher.
"You don't like anyone, Bro-Dawg." Louie looked past Megan at her. Brody shrugged.
"What do ya know?" She said and scrawled her name on the parchment next to her second choice of career, executioner.
That afternoon at lunch Megan left Brody and Louie and took a seat between Matt and Pete Zahut. Matt looked at her, flabbergasted.
"What are you doing?" He asked. Megan grabbed Pete's forearm as he lifted his glass to his lips and stopped abruptly when he felt her hand on his arm.
"Sitting with my boyfriend, Dildo-head." She answered. Pete smiled down at her, his straight rows of white teeth showing and his blue eyes catching the light from the sun. Matt shook his head at her.
"Pete, she's only your girlfriend so that someday you can get married and her name will be Megan Zahut." Matt told him. Megan laughed under her breath.
"Pete Zahut." She laughed as she said his name quickly. Pete half-grinned at Megan.
"I used to find it insulting when you made fun of my name. But now I think it's an endearing term that I find so cute." He said and pat her hand. Megan raised an eyebrow at him.
"I'm not cute." She said and pulled out as many brown arm hairs as her index finger and thumb could grab. Pete made an inaudible expression of pain and looked down at her.
"That hurt." He whined.
"Wuss." She rolled her eyes and pat his arm, leaving him and his fellow Sixth years to discuss amongst themselves. Brody, Alice, Louie and Joel were standing around together and Megan skipped into the circle and threw an arm over Louie's shoulder. "What you guys talking about?" She asked.
"Your brother wants Alice." Louie said and turned to her. Megan dropped her elbow off Louie's shoulder. She looked over to Alice who nodded, disgusted.
"When we were coming through the barrier, the other day, he was all looking at my butt and stuff." She said in her monotone voice. "I wanted to vomit. And then, during the food fight last night, he came over to me, through the havoc and panic and all that shit, and handed me a plate of mashed potatoes and told me 'If you want any more ammunition then, yeah here you go.' I was just like, God, please make me throw up all over him." Alice said and shuddered all over. Megan smiled from ear to ear.
"This has to be the single greatest discovery in all time." She said.
"Actually, the correct term would be 'of all time.'" Joel mentioned. Megan rolled her eyes and pushed Joel in the stomach.
"Fuck off, asshole." She growled. As Joel recovered from his blow, Megan saw Matt making a break for the Dining Hall door. Megan's face curled in a smile and she beckoned for her friends to come with her to follow and torment her brother.
They stalked behind him, silently to the Gryffindor Tower. He muttered the password and the Fat Lady allowed him entry. Alice and Joel scurried in behind Megan, Brody and Louie when they said the password. Megan ran down the portrait hole into the Common Room where Matt sat, reading a book.
"HEY! Matt!" She called. His head snapped up and he saw the crew behind her.
"Meg, you can't have those two in here." He told her and she turned around to Alice and Joel who were surveying the common room, Joel more nervously than Alice as he was afraid to break the rules. Matt looked desperately at Megan and then glanced back at Alice who was twirling the tassel on the house banner.
"WHY DO YOU KEEP STARING AT ALICE?" Megan shouted. Brody laughed behind her and she grabbed Louie's arm and dragged him into a chair across from Matt and Megan who were standing parallel each other. Alice gave a wry smile and then went back to looking around. Joel kept looking over his shoulder to make sure no professor or school official were to walk in the tower.
"I'm not..." Matt said shakily. Megan smiled at him and punched him in the arm. "What the hell was that for?"
"NO YOU CAN'T HAVE SEX WITH ALICE!" She said and continued smiling. Matt gawked at her and slapped Megan's shoulder. Megan looked down at his arm on her shoulder and kicked him in the shin. Matt yelled in pain and then shoved Megan, who responded to his actions by pulling his hair. An all out brawl ensued. A first year boy who was in his dorm skipping class heard the commotion, came downstairs and gasped at the sight: blood was streaming from Matt's nose and Megan's fingernail was almost torn off, causing more blood. Megan was biting Matt's ear, almost off, when the boy noticed Alice and Joel, two kids from different houses. The boy ran down to the common room and hurried out the portrait hole to get a professor. Louie saw the boy making his mad dash to the door and shot up out of the chair, jumping over the fight that had become increasingly violent. Louie grabbed the boy by the collar and lifted him off the ground.
"Look, you little shit, go back upstairs. This is Megan and Matt Potter, HARRY Potter's kids. You want to get in trouble with the Minister of Magic? The guy who defeated Voldemort with a blink of an eye?"
"That's not how he defeated Voldemort, I read about it..."
"Yeah, yeah, but he is the Minister and I know you don't want any trouble, right?" The boy concurred. "Ok, then, go back upstairs and the four of us will break up the fight." The boy ran upstairs and closed the door. Louie content with himself and turned back to the fight. There was a wad of Megan's light brown hair next to Louie's fist. He nodded to Brody and the two of them lifted Matt off of her and she spat all over him as he rose off her.
"Asshole!" She screamed. "Just because Alice doesn't want to be your girlfriend or your sex slave or whatever the fuck you want her for is no reason to TRY and kick my ass!" She said, still shouting.
"TRY? Megan, you're missing half your hair!" Matt retorted, Louie holding him back.
"You're missing a testicle! Oh, wait, you never had any!" She said.
"How would you know..." Joel wondered aloud. Megan shot a glare at him and answered.
"Because he acts like a woman!" Matt was trying to get out of Louie's ironclad grip when Alice grabbed Joel by the wrist and drug him out of the common room.
"This has been quite grand but I'm not down with the violence, so yeah, later." She bid them farewell and they left the room. Matt dropped like a rag doll and looked menacingly at Megan.
"Bitch." He grumbled and Louie let him go. Megan grabbed at her tooth that she thought was getting loose from the punch in the face she received and then, when assured that it was staying, flipped him her middle finger and the three of them went to class.
***
Three weeks later, in Career Decisions, Cliffe and Denise were hysterical with silent laughter. Cliffe had taken it upon himself to become the fashion critic of Hogwarts, informing Brody everyday that her green hair was repulsive. And if she wanted attention she should just make a sign that said 'Look at me!' The response from the group was always indifference, but one day, Brody Alexander had enough.
Cliffe lifted up his parchment in the silent room and across it read 'Brody Alexander hasn't taken a shower in two weeks.' The second year girl behind Brody read it and Megan heard her mumble to her neigbor that the green-haired girl in front of her had always had a funny smell. Brody closed her eyes and snapped her quill in her hand. Professor Creevy shot her head up and looked down the aisle at Brody who smiled and turned to Louie for another quill. Louie gave her one and she continued her work. Cliffe snorted with laughter and sniffed the air in Brody's general direction and gagged. Brody breathed loudly through her nose.
"That's enough!" She slammed the quill on the desk and got up out of her chair and crossed the room. She grabbed the top of Cliffe's head and pulled him out of his seat. Professor Creevy sat in her desk ignoring the situation temporarily until it got serious.
"What are you going to do?" He asked sarcastically and stood up in front of her.
"I'm going to do a lot of things. Like this, for instance," She said and punched him in the side. He collapsed to the right and grabbed his ribs. "And then this..." She kicked his legs out from under him and then pounced. She started punching at him repeatedly and Professor Creevy heard a cry from Cliffe and got up out of her desk to get the girl off of him. When she got to the top level of desks she saw that Megan and Louie had joined in on the violence. Megan shouting obscenities at him sporadically and Louie kicking his shins and spitting at him. Megan jumped down on Cliffe and tried to rip off his ear when Ginny got her off.
All four looking reasonably shaken, the Professor sent them all out of the room. She said she would turn a blind eye to the altercation if they could get along. Outside the door Megan, Brody, and Louie stood on one side of the doorframe and Cliffe on the other. They stood in a stiff, thick silence, Cliffe: smoothing his hair and wiping blood from his nose. Brody: running her fingers through her hair to get it back to it's straight beginnings. Louie turned to his brother and scowled.
"You think Brody's smelly now? She didn't bathe for five weeks when she was considering dreadlocks this summer." He said and turned to Brody and Megan for approval, which he received. Cliffe shook his head and chuckled.
"Why?" He shook his head again. "Why did you stoop so low, Julius?"
"Lick my ass crack, Cliffe." Brody retorted.
"I'd rather not." He said and tucked in his shirt.
"You're so damn clever, aren't you Cliffe?" Megan asked.
"Much more than you think, Meg." He said her name tauntingly. He raised an eyebrow and then smirked. She stood, quizzically, with her hands on her hips and her elbows askew. Cliffe grabbed the crook in her elbows and pulled her into him and kissed her on the lips, briefly but fully. Megan was too shocked to close her eyes and saw his eyes were open too. He winked when he moved away from her face and pulled open the door and backed into the classroom.
Brody stuck her fingers in her mouth and pretended to throw up as Megan turned to Louie with rage.
"Did you tell him!" She yelled.
"I don't ever talk to him." Louie replied. Brody was left in the dark on this situation but the secret between Louie and Megan was prevalent in their looks. Megan liked Cliffe, that way. She had a crush on him since third year. Her teasing was just a cry for attention and she had always assumed he felt the polar opposite of her feelings for him. But those past two minuets had changed her view on more than just her fighting capabilities.
"So, do you want to sex my brother up now?"
"Shut up, Louie." Megan said and sat down, cross-legged against the wall.
"Oh, so are you still deciding between him and Pete Zahut?"
"No, Pete is my boyfriend." She resolved.
"Give it a rest, Louie," Brody defended her friend. "Cliffe kissed her, not the other way around. Christ on a crutch, that was disgusting."
"Yeah." Megan said, her voice trailing off.
{A/N: WOOOO! AUTHOR'S NOTE! WHEE! Man, this chapter was long! Remember kids: Violence is not the answer! Mal is just obsessed with it. We need to get her a punching bag. Yeah, we're trying to think of a flaw for Megan because she's turning Mary-Sue on us. But soon things will get interesting. OOO! NEXT CHAPTER!!!!!! RESPONSIBLE READERS RESPOND!!!}