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Teenage Politics

We walked onto the bus, catching the stares of our fellow classmates. I waved at a few of them, but eventually gave up and sat in my usual seat in the back. Jimmy sat next to me.

"Hey Cindy! Hey Jimmy!" Sheen said as he sat down across from them.

"Sheen, shut up!! We don't really want people to know that we snuck into that funeral home and brought Jimmy back to life! God!" I whispered as quiet as I could.

Jimmy looked at me and said,"Cin, um, what's my new name?" And right on cue Nick walked up to us.

"Hey Cin. Who's that?" He pointed to Jimmy.

"Him? Um, his name is...Jason." I looked at Jimmy, who I could tell was fuming.

"Jason? What school is he from?"

"He's homeschooled." Lying was just getting easier for some reason, and half the reason it was fun was because I was lying to Nick.

"Oh, ok." But he didn't leave yet. "Are you gothic or something, Cindy?"

"No, I'm not." Duh!

He just gave me a weird look and walked away.

"What's wrong Jimmy? I mean, I know you can't stand it when Nick talks to you, but you're going to get used to it. I have." I could tell he didn't like the sound of that.

"Well, it's not all that. He called you Cin." My brain almost didn't register that until I remembered that he remembered that we had kissed before he died. If he remembered that, then I'm sure he could remember his nickname for me.

"Oh. Well, you call me Cin every chance you get around him." He slyly grinned and I felt his hand on my back.

"Alright, Cin." He put extra empathsis on Cin. But he didn't remove his hand.

"Sheen, where's Libby?" I turned to Sheen.

"Oh, she drove to school this morning. She says that she can drive us all home." He turned to stare out the window.

I sat thinking for a while. Just about anything in particular. Like how we were going to convince the principal that Jimmy/Jason was a new student that had been homeschooled his whole life.

"Hey Cin?" I put my hand on his knee. "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure. What about? How we're going to convince the principal you're new?"

"No. I-I wanted to know if, uh, you would go out with me." He blushed and looked down at my hand, taking his off my back.

"What? I'm sorry, I didn't hear you." And I was telling the truth. I had my headphones around my neck. I thought I heard him ask me out, but he could've asked me...well, anything before he would ever ask me out.

"Sigh, never mind." Then he turned and looked out the window, leaving me alone.

"Arnie, I don't like the looks of that new kid, Jason." Nick said clenching his fist, as he watched the beautiful blonde girl sitting five seats in front of him talk to the 'new kid.'

"Hey, relax. What makes you so suspicious of him, anyways?" Arnie said, seeing Nick's fist tighten.

"Because, he's stealing Cindy from me, and I think he knows it."

"How could he even know you like Cindy? I mean, he's new meat, and the only person you've told is me, but I wouldn't waste time trying to tell anyone, because everyone knows that she is the hottest girl in our grade, so it wouldn't even matter."

"Arnie, you can shut up now."

"Sorry."

"What I can't understand is how Cindy is sitting with him, when he's new. I mean, when I was new, the first five minutes of my first day, I was sitting alone. And I'm the best looking kid in this grade." He slumped down and crossed his arms over his chest.

"God, just ask her out already!" Arnie just about yelled, causing a few people in the seats in front of them to turn around.

"I can't, dammit! She's up there, falling for that stupid new kid, Jason!" The bus pulled to a stop in front of their school.

"Oh, well, I gave you all the advice that I could." Nick got up and Arnie followed. Cindy and Jason were still sitting, talking about something important, by the looks of it.

"Hey Cindy. New meat. We're going to be siting at the same table, right?" Nick asked me and Jimmy.

"Yea, duh." I said to him, then stood up, pulling Jimmy ahead of me. I didn't want Nick to be anywhere near him without me there too. I was too afraid of what Nick would do if he thought that Jimmy was stealing me from him.

We entered the science classroom and took our usual seats, which meant "Jason" sat in Jimmy's old seat.

"Get ready to become popular. You're going to love it. Well...I wouldn't say you'll love it, but total strangers will know your name." I told him.

"Everyone, get quiet now. It's time to take attendance." Mrs. Smith called as students scrambled to their seats.

She got through about ten names then called out, "James Neu-oh, right, I forgot, sorry." I saw Jimmy look down at his desk.

She called my name, possibly three times, but I didn't hear her.

"Oh, I'm h-present." I just couldn't take my eyes off of Jimmy. Mrs. Smith followed my gaze, and that really wasn't good for Jimmy, or me.

"Oh! It seems to me that we have a new student. What is your name?" She held up her attendance sheet, ready to write.

"My name is Jason...Isaac. I used to be homeschooled." Don't act like yourself Jimmy! Don't! I silently told him.

"You remind me of a student of our's that just passed away. But I doubt you're as smart as he was." She gave her attendance sheet to Arnie. "Take this to the office, please."

I kicked Jimmy. If I hadn't, he probably would've started blurting out his IQ, how he made his own robot dog, and all the elements on the periodic table. He looked at me, then looked down again.

The rest of the day went smoothly enough. Then lunch came.I pulled Jimmy with me to sit at the popular kids table.

"Hey, everyone! I'd like you to meet the new kid." I announced to the whole table. "This is Jason Isaac!"

'What's up?' were a few greetings, but I was interested in Nick's. "Hey new meat! Come sit right next to me!"

I sat between him and Jimmy. Like I said, I didn't trust Nick.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" Nick said, staring at him, and, every now and then, me.

"Um, how about we talk about that kid that died before I came?" Jimmy was trying to find out what everyone thought of him.

"Oh, you mean Spew-tron?"

He pretended to be confused. "Spew-tron? What kind of name is that?"

"It's the kind nerds like him gain by acting like know-it-alls." Nick said, accompanied by the nods of several kids at the table.

"Yea, you really don't wanna know what we thought of him." I said, kicking his foot under the table to catch his eye. If he got too much attention to the thoughts of the popular kids, he was likely to start telling them off. Then, our cover would be blown, and I guess he read that all in my eyes, so he stopped.

"Well, he died, didn't he? How?" Jimmy tried to ask innocently.

"He was in a freaking car accident. He lost control of the car." Nick replied mockingly. "He probably did it on purpose because he knew Cindy was right in front of him. And we all know how he had that huge crush on her since, like, 3rd grade."

At that everyone at the table started laughing. Jimmy's face turned a shade of red I'd never seen before. I kicked him again, this time harder. He didn't look at me, he just looked at his lunch.

"Guys, c'mon. He's dead, and we don't want the new kid to hear about...l-losers like him. Right?" I said. As much as I hated to, I had to call Jimmy a loser, and I had to say it with just as much scorn as I would've if I really hated him. But, if I really hated him, he'd still be dead, and I wouldn't be gothic.

"Maybe Cindy's right. His ghost could come back and kill us." An anonymous voice said. There were so many voices, I didn't even bother to try to figure out who said it. Until someone I knew very well walked up to me.

I smiled as I saw her. "Libby! Are you going to sit with us?" I asked her.

"You're not even worried about why I wasn't on the bus this morning?" She said teasingly.

"Yea, well, Sheen told me-" I found myself being stabbed by a thousand piercing pairs of eyes.

"What do you mean? You actually talk to that loser?" Nick asked.

"Well, yes, but, no. I just asked him where Libby was this morning on the bus." I looked Nick straight in the eye, but I wasn't expecting what came from my action.

He pulled me closer and closer to him until I was a centimeter away from his face, his badly peppermint scented breath in my face.

"If only Nerdtron were here to see this." Then he pulled me into a kiss, that probably would've been wonderful if his breath didn't smell, his hands weren't on the back of my head forcing me into the kiss, and he wasn't trying to force his tongue into my mouth. Oh, yea, and if he didn't kiss like a dog! It was the exact opposite of Jimmy kissing me.

I pulled back as far as I could with his hands on my head, waited for a second, then put my hands on the back of his head.

"Cindy...you kiss great." I kiss great? Oh, this is gonna feel so good!

"Nick..." I glared at him, then pulled his head into mine and hit it hard against my head. "...you kiss horrible."

I turned to Jimmy to see if he was going to punch me or if he was going to send me to Pluto or something. But I saw the biggest grin on his face, and I could see tears forming in his eyes that weren't even going to fall now.

"Let's go." I said standing up and taking Jimmy's arm. Libby started clapping, followed by the whole popular table. Nick stood up as I sat back down in my seat.

Nick went to sit back down at the table, but was stopped.

"Um, what do you think you're doing?" Brittany, who was sitting across from me, asked.

"I was just gonna sit-"

"No, you can't sit with us anymore. Forcing a girl to publicly display affection to you is, like, the worst thing you can do." Ryan, another one of the popular kids said.

He turned to me. "Cindy, you're such a bitch."

"I know, right." I said, flipped my hair, and turned around. He walked away cursing.

Under the table, Jimmy put his knee next to mine, and I could feel the warmth of body through my pants leg. I just smiled.

So that was how that worked out. The teenage political comunnism that is popularity. And I was the dictator now that Nick was deemed unpopular. I just had to laugh about it. And, I finally think I have a chance with Jimmy, I mean, Jason. The reason that no one had made fun of me because of the kiss was because Nick had disobeyed one of the many 'laws' that teenagers have. They're unwritten, and I can't really explain all of them. I don't think anyone does, until you break one, then you definately know it. I had gone from gothic loner to popular gothic in one day. At least I was different from all those other clones of Betty and Brittany. I'm friends with Brittany, don't get me wrong, but everyone wants to be like her. And Betty, I can't even begin to explain why I hate her. Don't get me started.

Hope you guys liked this chapter, I couldn't think of anything else, so I put that kiss in there to spice things up.