A/n—at the beginning of each chapter it says what day of the week it is. If it says 'Still ' that means the day of the week is the same as the day before it. (duh?) If it doesn't say 'Still' before it that means it is a new day. Please R&R!
Shoutouts:
Coin- the black demon thing made my friend laugh too. She said it was a good way to end a section.
Shadowsdancingdragon- in our sex ed class a man teacher taught us. He told us where our...ahem...areas were and showed us condoms. They were flavoured! Chocolate, strawberry and vanilla. In Canada they tech safe sex, not abstinence.
Strawberri Shake- I've caused quite a stir here with this Mush and Blink thing, haven't I? It's good for drama...as for the sex ed thing, see above shoutout. It's all true. And Bumlets is just curious, but he's messing up everything. Heh heh heh
Checkmate- you sure have a brain-full of comparisons. I really didn't mean to make such a commotion. Then again, Mush and Blink are uber-cute...
Erin Go Bragh- wow, the commotion is amazing.
I think the Blush break up has fished out the most reviews yet! Who would have thunk it?
Racetrack's PoV
"No therapy today?" asked Itey as I put my tray down at our lunch table.
"No, stupid shrink, blames it on my nickname. How can a nickname cause problems?"
Itey shrugged. That's when I noticed there was a girl sitting next to him. She was staring at me with a very interested look on her face. She was wearing a large black Cradle of Filth t-shirt.
"Hi, I'm Racetrack."
"Mountie," she said. "I've heard about you. Nice to finally meet you." We shook hands.
Bumlets looked up from his gooey macaroni and cheese.
"You're not going to be missing school anymore?"
"No, my mom wouldn't stand for it. Said my education is the most important thing for me right now, always has been."
"Don't like your psychiatrist much?" asked Mountie.
"Nah, she's just doing what she's paid to do."
"What's that?" asked Bumlets.
"Blame all my problems on me. Just like my dad wants."
Itey snorted in laughter into his pudding.
I looked up at him, but in the process saw Spot sitting behind him. our eyes locked and I felt unexplained butterflies in my stomach. He waved slightly and I waved back.
Bumlets looked in the direction I was. "Who's that?" he asked.
"Oh, uh, that's Simon. I met him a while ago."
"And?"
"We talk about stuff. Y'know, in terms of my shrink and all. He's already been through it."
Bumlets looked offended. "I'd talk to you about that kind of thing."
"I tried calling you about, you hung up on me!"
"I was in class!"
"You didn't call me back! How was I supposed to know you were busy?"
"I give up!" Bumlets slammed his tray. "How am I supposed to know what's on your mind every fuckin' second? Go be friends with that damn psychic kid!"
Believe me, Bumlets doesn't get angry that often so that made it ten times scarier.
The worst of it all was that Spot never stopped watching us. He just sat at his table and observed mildly, why'd he always have to be so damn cool? Didn't anything make him panic?
A/n: I see a love forming!!! Muah ha ha! I rule the newsie universe! Go me!