10. Bye Bye Iris
Authors Note: He Loves Me, He Loves you Not is also in this chapter. Joan's a jerk in this chapter. And this is also the first official chapter I have ever typed a swear word in, because I don't swear in stories. But it was one of those moments where you just had to say it.. Sorry.
Joan walked into the gym and saw Adam and Iris kiss. A grin formed on her lips.
/You can pout your cherry lips,
Try to tend him with a sweet kiss.
You can flutt your pretty eyes,
He ain't got his hands tied/
"Hey Adam, hey Iris!" Joan said, walking up to him.
"Hey Joan," Iris said.
"Adam, you got your gauze off," Joan observed.
"Yeah, last night."
"Hey Iris, can I talk to you?" Joan asked.
"Sure, about what?" Iris asked her.
"Alone, I mean, about -girl- stuff," Joan said, glancing at Adam on the word 'girl'.
"Right, okay," Iris said as they walked out of the gym.
/No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants.
He's into what he's got.
He loves me, he loves you not.
No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
He loves me, he loves you not/
"You know, it's nice having a girl friend," Joan told her.
"You've got Grace," Iris said.
"Yeah, but I can't talk to Grace about clothing, or makeup or music or movies or guys. She's not into that stuff," Joan said.
"I guess it is nice being able to talk to someone about that stuff," Iris said.
"Yeah. But there's something that you did that Grace would never do that I'm not so into," Joan told Iris.
"What's that?" Iris asked.
"She wouldn't steal Adam away from me," Joan said coldly.
/You're the kind of girl that is always up for do or dare.
Only want him just because he's there.
Always looking for a new ride,
The grass is greener on the other side.
You're the kind of girl who's not use to hearing no,
All your lovers try to take you where you wanna go/
"What are you talking about? You and Adam weren't a thing. I asked, remember?" Iris said.
"You know something, your little act isn't fooling anything. Because like the song says, it doesn't matter how hard you try, you're never gonna get with my guy," Joan said.
"Joan, you two aren't together. You weren't together. You were fine with it. What's gotten into you?" Iris asked her.
/No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants,
He's into what he's got( that's me )
He loves me, He loves you not.
No matter what you do, he is never gona be with you.
He loves me, he loves you not/
"You know something flower girl, you just appear one day and think you can alter someone's reality with your poor little 'my life sucks' speach," Joan said, not knowing where the outburst was coming from. Iris looked upset.
"I'm tempted to alter your reality. As in the kill you way," Joan yelled. The two people nearest the door looked out at them yelling. They just so happened to be Luke and Grace.
"Now would be a good time to stop her," Luke whispered to Grace.
"I want to see what happens.." Grace told him, a little uneasy about what was being said.
"Joan, I thought you were a lot nicer than this. You -were- a lot nicer than this. What happened?"
"Your a fake! You come in and steal Adam and I just let you because you feed me some stupid story about how your father beat you and your mother?! That's probably just some lie to get attention!" Joan yelled.
"Now we can stop them," Grace told Luke. "Girardi!" she yelled.
"This was your idea Grace!" Joan told her.
"No, my idea wasn't to be some kind of uber bitch!" Joan ignored Grace.
/Doesn't matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
Give it your all girl, give it all ya got.
You can take your chance at a second hand shot.
Say what you want girl, do what you do.
He's never gonna make it with you/
"You know Iris? You're just a jerk who will do whatever you want to get whatever, or whoever you want!" Joan yelled as the tears began to run down Iris's face. She turned and ran down the hall.
/You can pout your cherry lips ( yeah )
Try to tend him with a sweet kiss ( sweet kiss )
You can flutt your pretty eyes ( pretty eyes )
He ain't got his hands tied.
No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants.
He's into what he's got,
He loves me, he loves you not.
No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
He is into what he's got,
He loves me, He loves you not.../
"I'm gonna go.." Luke said, leaving.
"I don't believe you just did that Joan. That was a new low." Grace looked Joan in the eyes. "And coming from me that says a lot. I know I told you to get rid of her but God," Grace said, just like in Joan's dream.
"Grace-" Joan started.
"Don't. I'm gonna go find your brother." Adam walked out into the hall.
"I know what you're going to say Adam. I should have told you I didn't like her, and you're not going to be my friend anymore because this was a new low," Joan said, crying.
"Why'd you do that, yo?" Adam asked.
"I.. I'm jealous. Of Iris. When we agreed that the kiss and the 'I love you' ment nothing, they both ment something to me. Adam, I love you," Joan said.
"I need to sort some stuff out.." Adam said, walking towards the lunch rooms. Joan sunk down on the floor outside of the gym, crying, as Iris hid in a stall in the girls room, also crying, and Adam sat on a table in the empty lunch room, sorting things out.
Authors Note: He Loves Me, He Loves you Not is also in this chapter. Joan's a jerk in this chapter. And this is also the first official chapter I have ever typed a swear word in, because I don't swear in stories. But it was one of those moments where you just had to say it.. Sorry.
Joan walked into the gym and saw Adam and Iris kiss. A grin formed on her lips.
/You can pout your cherry lips,
Try to tend him with a sweet kiss.
You can flutt your pretty eyes,
He ain't got his hands tied/
"Hey Adam, hey Iris!" Joan said, walking up to him.
"Hey Joan," Iris said.
"Adam, you got your gauze off," Joan observed.
"Yeah, last night."
"Hey Iris, can I talk to you?" Joan asked.
"Sure, about what?" Iris asked her.
"Alone, I mean, about -girl- stuff," Joan said, glancing at Adam on the word 'girl'.
"Right, okay," Iris said as they walked out of the gym.
/No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants.
He's into what he's got.
He loves me, he loves you not.
No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
He loves me, he loves you not/
"You know, it's nice having a girl friend," Joan told her.
"You've got Grace," Iris said.
"Yeah, but I can't talk to Grace about clothing, or makeup or music or movies or guys. She's not into that stuff," Joan said.
"I guess it is nice being able to talk to someone about that stuff," Iris said.
"Yeah. But there's something that you did that Grace would never do that I'm not so into," Joan told Iris.
"What's that?" Iris asked.
"She wouldn't steal Adam away from me," Joan said coldly.
/You're the kind of girl that is always up for do or dare.
Only want him just because he's there.
Always looking for a new ride,
The grass is greener on the other side.
You're the kind of girl who's not use to hearing no,
All your lovers try to take you where you wanna go/
"What are you talking about? You and Adam weren't a thing. I asked, remember?" Iris said.
"You know something, your little act isn't fooling anything. Because like the song says, it doesn't matter how hard you try, you're never gonna get with my guy," Joan said.
"Joan, you two aren't together. You weren't together. You were fine with it. What's gotten into you?" Iris asked her.
/No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants,
He's into what he's got( that's me )
He loves me, He loves you not.
No matter what you do, he is never gona be with you.
He loves me, he loves you not/
"You know something flower girl, you just appear one day and think you can alter someone's reality with your poor little 'my life sucks' speach," Joan said, not knowing where the outburst was coming from. Iris looked upset.
"I'm tempted to alter your reality. As in the kill you way," Joan yelled. The two people nearest the door looked out at them yelling. They just so happened to be Luke and Grace.
"Now would be a good time to stop her," Luke whispered to Grace.
"I want to see what happens.." Grace told him, a little uneasy about what was being said.
"Joan, I thought you were a lot nicer than this. You -were- a lot nicer than this. What happened?"
"Your a fake! You come in and steal Adam and I just let you because you feed me some stupid story about how your father beat you and your mother?! That's probably just some lie to get attention!" Joan yelled.
"Now we can stop them," Grace told Luke. "Girardi!" she yelled.
"This was your idea Grace!" Joan told her.
"No, my idea wasn't to be some kind of uber bitch!" Joan ignored Grace.
/Doesn't matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
Give it your all girl, give it all ya got.
You can take your chance at a second hand shot.
Say what you want girl, do what you do.
He's never gonna make it with you/
"You know Iris? You're just a jerk who will do whatever you want to get whatever, or whoever you want!" Joan yelled as the tears began to run down Iris's face. She turned and ran down the hall.
/You can pout your cherry lips ( yeah )
Try to tend him with a sweet kiss ( sweet kiss )
You can flutt your pretty eyes ( pretty eyes )
He ain't got his hands tied.
No chains to unlock,
So free to do what he wants.
He's into what he's got,
He loves me, he loves you not.
No matter what you do, he's never gonna be with you.
He is into what he's got,
He loves me, He loves you not.../
"I'm gonna go.." Luke said, leaving.
"I don't believe you just did that Joan. That was a new low." Grace looked Joan in the eyes. "And coming from me that says a lot. I know I told you to get rid of her but God," Grace said, just like in Joan's dream.
"Grace-" Joan started.
"Don't. I'm gonna go find your brother." Adam walked out into the hall.
"I know what you're going to say Adam. I should have told you I didn't like her, and you're not going to be my friend anymore because this was a new low," Joan said, crying.
"Why'd you do that, yo?" Adam asked.
"I.. I'm jealous. Of Iris. When we agreed that the kiss and the 'I love you' ment nothing, they both ment something to me. Adam, I love you," Joan said.
"I need to sort some stuff out.." Adam said, walking towards the lunch rooms. Joan sunk down on the floor outside of the gym, crying, as Iris hid in a stall in the girls room, also crying, and Adam sat on a table in the empty lunch room, sorting things out.
