Disclaimer: Is this really necessary? If I owned any of the characters etc…that I am about to mention I would be a lot richer then this. And I wouldn't be writing Fan Fiction!

Chapter 4: Jitters

"Are you counting the minutes too?"

Jo looked up from her newspaper. "What?"

"I noticed your newspaper…"

"What about it?" Jo said examining it.

"It's upside down," Sam replied.

"Oh…"

"Don't worry, I'm thinking about it too. We've never met these people. What do we talk about?" Sam asked.

"I'm still on the "If they talk" issue!" Jo sighed and checked the clock. 4:27pm, it said.

"You know, we could just not go," Sam suggested.

"No, we have to go!" Jo replied. "For Matt."

"Not for Matt," Sam said.

"Why not?"

"No, I mean, you want to know!"

"Know what?" She asked.

"You want to know if they talk!"

"I do not!" There was a long pause. Jo flipped her newspaper the correct way. "Okay I do to."

"I win!" Sam said.

"What do you win?" Jo asked.

Gordo say across the room with a copy of "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix." He was, however, enraptured by the jabbering of his fellow detentionees Veruca, Kate, and Claire were fighting over which soap opera was the best, while tug man and Ethan were changing the TV channel from ESPN to the Weather Channel.

Gordo glanced back down to his book. He was on Chapter 4 "Number 12 Grimmauld Place" At this point Harry and his friends had gotten to this house and he was yelling at his friends because they hadn't told him anything that was going on or something. He really hadn't been paying much attention. But there were a lot of capital letters on the page indicating Harry's bad mood. Gordo knew how he felt. He was moving the very next day. And Lizzie and Miranda were going on about how they'd still be friends. But Long Distance Relationships never work. Everyone always says they'll write, but do they ever. Gordo looked back at his book. He read about half a sentence before he was once again distracted.

The school seemed to shake when a bolt of lighting triggered an enormously loud thunder strike. But what really distracted him, was the closely followed scream. Gordo looked up at the screamer, who was Kate.

"What was that for?" He asked her.

"It scared me, I'm sorry," she responded. And then the moment passed Lizzie and Miranda continued talking, Ethan and Larry continued flipping channels and Kate, Claire, and Veruca continued arguing.

"This is going to be a long night," Gordo said to himself.