Scars
Chapter 8
Scars: Confusion
By: Yuy Ren
"Did you see the substitute deejay?" Duo hollered over the music. The club was especially loud today. It's totally obvious that there was a different deejay tonight; one that liked to tune it up. Quatre cupped his ears in an I-can't-hear-you gesture.
"I said, DID YOU SEE THE SUB DEEJAY?"
"oh." Quatre shook his head, knowing that since screaming was not his forte, trying to communicate with words would be pointless.
"Well ya should check her out… yeah it's a girl. Whew. HOT. Come on!" Duo gestured Quatre to follow him. Quatre shook his head, made a dismissive gesture, and closed his eyes. His thoughts go back to Jenna. The poor girl being picked on. Any fool would notice what she's going through. Yet, any fool knows that nobody can really stop it and if Quatre or Heero tried, that would just reinforce the rumor. Quatre twitched, he felt a stare coming from the other side of the table. He opened his eyes to face Heero. Yep, Heero was staring.
"What?" Quatre mouthed.
Heero shook his head, took a napkin by the table and started to scribble on it with a pen that he carried in his pocket. Quatre looked on puzzled.
Heero double clicked his pen upon completion of his note-on-napkin, handed it to Quatre and rested the pen behind his ear in one swift motion.
Don't worry too much. It'll blow over. Worry about marking all those exams and leave it to me.
Leave it to him? What can he do? Quatre was just about to ask as Heero handed him another napkin.
I'll work it out. I'll stop it from the source.
The source? Does that mean he knows who started it? Another napkin.
Yeah, I do. So don't worry alright?
Quatre smiled and nodded.
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"Close your eyes." Trowa commanded and shook his head lightly as Jenna gave him a weird look. "Just do it. I promise I won't ..like… spill water on your or something cruel." Jenna flinched as she remembered the green paint incident, followed by cold water, then that day where spit balls were flying from all directions… yet still, every time she looked around, nobody looked even slightly suspicious. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and waited. … and waited… and waited….Hm… things were starting to feel fishy when she didn't hear him say anything more. She slowly opened her eyes. And stared directly into Trowa's deep green eyes.. merely inches away from her face. She yelped and jumped backwards, pushing him away. He looked at her puzzled and laughed heartily.
"Hey hey, relax, Jen. I wasn't gonna do something funny, I swear. It's just that… I was wondering how long you can keep your eyes closed like that… I just leant forward to observe.. I swear." Trowa lied. And if you didn't open your eyes right then, I wouldn't have been able to refrain from k-
"Well it's NOT funny!" Jenna muttered, infuriated. "I was looking forward to the 'surprise' all day and what the hell was that?? THAT was the surprise? You disappoint me, Trowa Barton!"
Trowa raised an eyebrow. "Waiting for the surprise ALL DAY?" He smirked. "and what exactly did you have in mind that the 'surprise' would be." please say something along the lines of 'I like you'
"A raise."
"Huh?"
"You heard me. I seriously thought Mark told you to tell me that I got a raise… considering Mark only talks to me through you."
More like I offer to be the go-between…but ok
Trowa walked towards her briskly and held out two rectangular slips of paper.
"Not exactly a raise," He commented. "In fact, they look more like Movie tickets…since its what they are. Care to join me Saturday?"
Jenna glared at him. "I don't know… what if your girlfriend misunderstands."
"You don't have to worry about that, considering I don't have a girlfriend." Is she dense??
"I don't know… I don't want others to misunderstand, thinking that you're asking me out."
she IS dense! Trowa blinked a few times… with a smile on his face. Then he handed her one of the tickets. "At least think about it, huh? You've got four days. Later." With those words, Trowa left to relieve Tina from Cashier 1.
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Heero stared at the nervous girl standing in front of her. She glanced around as if unsure of where to place her glance. They were in the teacher's lounge and the girl really didn't feel comfortable being in a room full of teachers. It was noisy enough so nobody would pay attention to their conversation and crowded enough to make them inconspicuous. The best place to talk in private with a student and not be given the is-he-doing-what-I –think-he's-doing glare. Heero chuckled at the thought… ah, the complications of high school. Snapping back to reality, he addressed the girl.
"Relena, how long have you known Jenna?"
"Three years," Relena mumbled, startled at hearing Jenna's name.
"Three years. Have you guys ever fought?"
"Mr. Yuy." Relena stated firmly, gathering courage as a small flame ignited within her. "I don't think this is your concern. My friendship with others doesn't should not matter to a chemistry teacher."
"But as soon as it starts to affect Jenna and your performance in my class, it does become my business." He stated, not missing a beat. "I know you're involved in the planning of Jenna's harassment, are you not?"
"NO!" Relena replied instantly. "I mean… sir.. this is very difficult to say to you."
"Why? Because Jenna had to deliver your note to me? Because I had mistaken it to be hers? Because you think there's something going on between Jenna and I?" god, I canNOT believe I'm saying this. Quatre would flip if he heard me talk so much in one day, not to mention waobut such a fragile topic.
Relena was left speechless. She didn't know whether to confirm what he had said or to deny it. Nothing he said was wrong.. but it certainly wasn't correct either. "Mr. Yuy. I … I received a phone call later that day, the day when the rumor spread. I was mad at her, sure. But… I wouldn't do something as cruel as that. I swear."
"But why is it that you don't talk to her anymore?"
"That's… I … She…"
"She? What about Jenna?"
"No.. not Jenna… She.. she…Sheila."
Heero smiled at the girl in front of him. Once again, he was back in the teacher's lounge, where the atmosphere was much like when he had the chat with Relena. Only this time... It's not Relena.
"Sheila Cheng."
"Yes sir?"
"What do you think of Jenna Gollins? Good girl? Good friend?"
"She's alright." Sheila stated flatly as she stared at the ceiling.
"Hm… Now, I don't understand why such a good friend would be bullied. And where were you when it all happened? Shouldn't you be there to help?"
"I didn't say she's my friend, sir. You did."
Heero closed his eyes and leant back against his chair. This is getting nowhere.
"Lets cut to the chase, did you, or did you not, plan the attacks on Jenna Gollins?"
"…."
There was no response. He waited. Tapped his foot a few times and stared at his watch to irritate her. Anger usually brings out the truth in people.
"She deserved it, alright? She's always so high and mighty, scoring the best in everything. Everyone likes her and she doesn't even see it. People try hard to get your attention sir, but it just seems to fall on her lap." Heero was taken aback by her words. He knew he was popular.. but… "She doesn't have to work for anything she gets, it's always been like that. I hate her, alright?"
"No. It's not alright. And it's not alright for you to be screaming in the middle of teacher's lounge either. Especially on a topic that I think you'd much rather have kept you yourself."
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Searching frantically for the ringing phone under her mess on her desk, Jenna received her first paper cut in two years. She picked up the phone that had been patiently ringing. "Jen, here."
"…."
"Hello?"
"I'm sorry."
"Huh?" Jenna raised an eyebrow. That voice sounded awfully familiar
"I'm sorry, Jen."
"Relena?" Jenna could hear sobbing on the other end of the phone.
"I'm sorry."
After a long phone call, Jenna hung up the phone feeling stressed and relieved at the same time. So Relena had been blackmailed into ignoring her. Well, no use crying over something that's done and over with.
RIIING. Jenna jumped at the sudden sound and picked up the phone.
"Relena? It's ok. Don't worry."
It wasn't Relena.
"I'm sorry Ma'am. Is this the Gollins Residence?" Jenna's heart skipped a beat. Bad feeling.
"Yes sir. What's going on?"
"You are on the emergency contact list of one Rofis Cablinor."
Bad feeling growing…
"Yes Sir. That would be correct. What's going on?"
"I'd tell you to calm down ma'am.. but.. Mr. Rofis Cablinor was just sighted. They were caught robbing a gas station just north of here. He was with two other guys. We've caught them but Mr. Cablinor got away. Would you by any chance know where he's headed?"
WAA! Sorry for not having written anything for a very very very VERY long time --;;;
My fault my fault.. I really really hope I didn't lose all my readers L
Ally Bama: Yeah, I admit my story is very slow moving… I think it's in the way I write… I've been trying to change it.. but so far… all attempts have been futile L
Sakura123: Hehe, yeah. Duo's not playing much of a role now… although in the planning stages… he was a main one
Water Lily2: Yeah.. the shower thing happens to a lot of people :P
Mithros: Well… now we know who threw the paint… man, I really should pay attention to planning… this is turning out to be different than planned :P
GothicValley Girl: Yeah… same here L
Krazy Girl: Yeah? I think it's much like a soap opera thing too… actually… I think I developed the idea for this story after watching this soap.. hmm…