It was Monday morning and class was about to start as everyone flooded the
hallways preparing for first period. Jenna stood at her locker, getting her
books for class as she awaited the arrival of her friends.
Tim walked down the hallway, alone and bored, he then noticed the brunette at her locker loading heavy books into her backpack.
"Hey..." he greeted her, now standing next to where she stood.
"Oh, hi..." she muttered distantly, not even bothering to look in his direction.
"Um... just wondering... you didn't tell anyone about the other night, did you?" he asked her nervously, referring to the party while rubbing the back of his head impatiently as he flashed her a weak smile.
"No why... what are you afraid I would tell Sara you tried to undress me in the library?" she muttered back in an unimpressed tone.
"Yeah, um... sorry about that I kinda..." he began to explain shamefully.
"You kinda what? I mean what were you going to do exactly once you got me undressed?" she questioned curiously, looking over at him as she continued to remove books from her locker.
"I..." he tried to say before she noticed the embarrassed look on his face.
"So I see... and I'm sure I'm not the first girl you've taken there in hopes of undressing, huh?" she asked seriously, he only looked away from her to the floor. "So what, is that where you take all the dorky geeks, you show them books in hopes of seducing them like something outa Beauty and the Beast?" she then demanded to know.
"Well..." he weakly muttered, clearing his throat nervously.
"So, you're using Disney to have sex with poor unsuspecting girls? Better watch out, you might get sued... I hear Mickey has one hell of a lawyer these days!" she then slammed the door to her locker shut angrily and walked away from him before he had a chance to say another word.
Tim watched her leave sadly, silently kicking himself inside, he then noticed the thin blonde that walked past him.
"Hello Tiffany..." he attempted to greet the girl as she past him.
"Fuck off!" she spat back heatedly, not even giving him the satisfaction of her glance.
"Damnit!" he sighed with aggravation as he leaned back against the lockers, slightly banging his head against the metal.
"Awww... I've seen that face before..." he heard a familiar voice say in a mocking tone. "That's the 'I didn't get any' face!" Sara said with fake concern, pouting at him sarcastically.
"Bite me!" he snarled at her with hatred, glaring at her meanly.
"Don't tempt me Frodo!" she said with an old British accent, trying to sound like Gandalf the Grey.
He only glared at her with more hatred as he stomped off down the hallway away from her, Sara then began to laugh frantically at his anger.
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It had been a little over a month and things were still agonizingly simple and bland for the town of Eastwick, but with Christmas soon on its way things at school were a bit more hectic then usual.
"God, Simon's mom is going crazy with the Christmas talent show thing that's coming up!" Samantha announced to the two girls as she entered the lunchroom, sitting down next to them.
"That whole talent show thing is so damn cheesy!" Sara scoffed. "I mean you can only do Christmas related crap... you miss out on getting to laugh at all the jackasses who make even bigger fools of themselves!" she then remarked rather loudly.
"Its too bad you feel that way Miss Goldstein..." a female voice declared from behind the three girls, they stiffened fearfully at who it was. "I think I've just found three new contestants for the show?" Ms. Spofford said, smiling at them slyly, yet it was very easy to tell that she was not making a suggestion.
"Uh... sure... can't wait..." Sara said dully, with the enthusiasm of a slug.
"I'm glad, see you all at the show next week then." Jane stated in a friendly manner before exiting the lunchroom.
The other two girls glared at the blonde sitting next to them with furry.
"Thanks Sara, we really needed that!" Jenna spat at her angrily, Sara only smiled tensely in return.
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The two boys stood in the kitchen of the large house, Tim idly leaning against the counter that stretched across the center of the room as Simon carefully tore the crust off of a piece of bread while standing over the counter.
"Hello?" came the lost and frail female voice, calling to them from outside the room.
The two boys quickly looked in the direction of the door when suddenly it opened to reveal the small brunette carrying her backpack over one shoulder.
"Uh... hi..." Tim stated slowly, extremely confused by what she was doing there.
Jenna glanced around the kitchen curiously, her teal eyes finally found there way back to the two who stood in front of her.
"How did you get in... our moms aren't home..." Simon asked sheepishly, Tim only glanced over at him as if her were a three-year-old.
"Oh, the Juggernaut let me in..." she answered, nodding towards the doorway casually.
"Huh?" Tim asked in a lost manner.
"I think she means Fidel..." Simon replied, looking Tim over as if he were an imbecile. "What are you doing here?" the red head then asked her.
"Oh... your mom is making us join the talent show so Sam wanted me to ask you to do us a favor... she would have came herself but she's at the vet's office today." Jenna explained to him, not even bothering to address Tim in any way.
"Why is she at the veterinary?" Simon wondered.
"She works there now, part-time." She answered him simply, she then handed him a piece of paper.
He took the sheet of paper from her and looked it over one good time, he then moved his glance back to her.
"I think I can handle this..." he replied with a smile.
"Thanks, it would really help." She concluded, her glance finally landed on the lanky boy who watched her very closely, too close for comfort in fact.
She looked down at the floor, his stares were starting to make her feel nervous. Simon folded the piece of paper twice then placed it in his pocket for safekeeping.
"Why won't you talk to me?" Tim asked her finally, breaking the awkward silence between them.
"What do you mean?" she said innocently, looking up at him as she spoke.
"It's been almost a month since I've seen or spoken to you..." he noted, still leaning against the counter idly.
"I've just been busy, that's all." The brunette answered plainly.
Simon quickly noticed the tension between them and turned back to the counter, he quickly began to pull the crust off of another piece of bread.
"Its because of Halloween, isn't it?" Tim then pursued.
"I've gotten over that..." she dismissed.
"Well then what is it? Why don't you like me?" he pushed, she only sighed at his persistence.
"I like you just fine!" she said with annoyance.
"But not enough to go out with me?"
"Are you asking me out?" she questioned curiously.
"What if I am?"
"I don't know..." she paused, she looked back at him remorsefully. "I just don't think it would be best to date someone who watches porn!" she said sarcastically, Simon glanced back at her suddenly then quickly averted his attention back on his mangled piece of bread.
"I don't watch porn!" Tim defended loudly, she only stared at him skeptically. "Honestly! I don't even own any porn!" he then shouted back as the door to the kitchen opened again.
"I do..." a male voice stated clearly from behind Jenna, her and the two boys suddenly looked in the direction of the kitchen door in shock of the sudden outburst.
Jake glanced up from the open book in his hand, the first thing he noticed was the girl who stood before him dumbfounded, her mouth open slightly, stunned. Tim only smirked at him smartly as Simon sported a very confused expression, Jake then shut the book in his hands, causing it to make a loud smacking sound as the binding came together.
"Uh... hi..." he then muttered with embarrassment, unknowingly quoting Tim from earlier.
Jenna only waved at him speechlessly.
"So that's what you do in the basement?" Tim asked him mockingly, grinning as he spoke.
Jake just raised his closed book in Tim's direction as he shamefully walked away from them in the direction of the stairs that led to his room, which was conveniently located in the basement of the mansion.
"And back to the basement he goes..." Simon stated drearily, he then went back to his un-crusting.
"He lives in the basement?" she asked Tim with confusion in her voice.
"Yep, ever since he was thirteen... he moved down there and never looked back... but its all good, I got his room!" Tim clarified joyfully, Jenna only shook her head at him with amusement.
"I've heard some really weird things about him at school..." she then muttered while looking back in the direction of where he had left.
"Oh yeah... there are a lot of 'em out there..." Simon replied, still concentrating on his bread as he referred to the many stories about Jake.
"I think the wildest one I've heard so far is that he burned down the church while practicing some satanic ritual and now he's celibate because of it." She alerted them, they only shook their heads at the story.
"It was only the attic and roof that got burnt and from what we've heard, straight from the horse's mouth, it was by accident." Simon enlightened her.
"And what about the rest of it?" she wondered suspiciously.
"Um..." Tim began with a slight laugh. "Supposedly he was in the attic with Judith Kencher and they were 'praying'..." he laughed again while shaking his head at the thought.
"Praying?" she asked a bit lost.
"Well, that's what he told the police..." Tim continued, the same smug smile stretched across his face. "Him and his half dressed girlfriend, praying in the church attic with a bottle of tequila and votive candles in the middle of the night..."
"Sounds like some heavy praying!" Jenna joked with a slight nod.
"Yeah, and now Jake can't go within ten feet of the church... court order..." Simon finished the tale, not even looking back at the other two.
"One question..." she then said, Tim looked up at her curiously.
"Who is Judith Kencher?" she asked a bit puzzled.
Tim walked down the hallway, alone and bored, he then noticed the brunette at her locker loading heavy books into her backpack.
"Hey..." he greeted her, now standing next to where she stood.
"Oh, hi..." she muttered distantly, not even bothering to look in his direction.
"Um... just wondering... you didn't tell anyone about the other night, did you?" he asked her nervously, referring to the party while rubbing the back of his head impatiently as he flashed her a weak smile.
"No why... what are you afraid I would tell Sara you tried to undress me in the library?" she muttered back in an unimpressed tone.
"Yeah, um... sorry about that I kinda..." he began to explain shamefully.
"You kinda what? I mean what were you going to do exactly once you got me undressed?" she questioned curiously, looking over at him as she continued to remove books from her locker.
"I..." he tried to say before she noticed the embarrassed look on his face.
"So I see... and I'm sure I'm not the first girl you've taken there in hopes of undressing, huh?" she asked seriously, he only looked away from her to the floor. "So what, is that where you take all the dorky geeks, you show them books in hopes of seducing them like something outa Beauty and the Beast?" she then demanded to know.
"Well..." he weakly muttered, clearing his throat nervously.
"So, you're using Disney to have sex with poor unsuspecting girls? Better watch out, you might get sued... I hear Mickey has one hell of a lawyer these days!" she then slammed the door to her locker shut angrily and walked away from him before he had a chance to say another word.
Tim watched her leave sadly, silently kicking himself inside, he then noticed the thin blonde that walked past him.
"Hello Tiffany..." he attempted to greet the girl as she past him.
"Fuck off!" she spat back heatedly, not even giving him the satisfaction of her glance.
"Damnit!" he sighed with aggravation as he leaned back against the lockers, slightly banging his head against the metal.
"Awww... I've seen that face before..." he heard a familiar voice say in a mocking tone. "That's the 'I didn't get any' face!" Sara said with fake concern, pouting at him sarcastically.
"Bite me!" he snarled at her with hatred, glaring at her meanly.
"Don't tempt me Frodo!" she said with an old British accent, trying to sound like Gandalf the Grey.
He only glared at her with more hatred as he stomped off down the hallway away from her, Sara then began to laugh frantically at his anger.
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It had been a little over a month and things were still agonizingly simple and bland for the town of Eastwick, but with Christmas soon on its way things at school were a bit more hectic then usual.
"God, Simon's mom is going crazy with the Christmas talent show thing that's coming up!" Samantha announced to the two girls as she entered the lunchroom, sitting down next to them.
"That whole talent show thing is so damn cheesy!" Sara scoffed. "I mean you can only do Christmas related crap... you miss out on getting to laugh at all the jackasses who make even bigger fools of themselves!" she then remarked rather loudly.
"Its too bad you feel that way Miss Goldstein..." a female voice declared from behind the three girls, they stiffened fearfully at who it was. "I think I've just found three new contestants for the show?" Ms. Spofford said, smiling at them slyly, yet it was very easy to tell that she was not making a suggestion.
"Uh... sure... can't wait..." Sara said dully, with the enthusiasm of a slug.
"I'm glad, see you all at the show next week then." Jane stated in a friendly manner before exiting the lunchroom.
The other two girls glared at the blonde sitting next to them with furry.
"Thanks Sara, we really needed that!" Jenna spat at her angrily, Sara only smiled tensely in return.
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The two boys stood in the kitchen of the large house, Tim idly leaning against the counter that stretched across the center of the room as Simon carefully tore the crust off of a piece of bread while standing over the counter.
"Hello?" came the lost and frail female voice, calling to them from outside the room.
The two boys quickly looked in the direction of the door when suddenly it opened to reveal the small brunette carrying her backpack over one shoulder.
"Uh... hi..." Tim stated slowly, extremely confused by what she was doing there.
Jenna glanced around the kitchen curiously, her teal eyes finally found there way back to the two who stood in front of her.
"How did you get in... our moms aren't home..." Simon asked sheepishly, Tim only glanced over at him as if her were a three-year-old.
"Oh, the Juggernaut let me in..." she answered, nodding towards the doorway casually.
"Huh?" Tim asked in a lost manner.
"I think she means Fidel..." Simon replied, looking Tim over as if he were an imbecile. "What are you doing here?" the red head then asked her.
"Oh... your mom is making us join the talent show so Sam wanted me to ask you to do us a favor... she would have came herself but she's at the vet's office today." Jenna explained to him, not even bothering to address Tim in any way.
"Why is she at the veterinary?" Simon wondered.
"She works there now, part-time." She answered him simply, she then handed him a piece of paper.
He took the sheet of paper from her and looked it over one good time, he then moved his glance back to her.
"I think I can handle this..." he replied with a smile.
"Thanks, it would really help." She concluded, her glance finally landed on the lanky boy who watched her very closely, too close for comfort in fact.
She looked down at the floor, his stares were starting to make her feel nervous. Simon folded the piece of paper twice then placed it in his pocket for safekeeping.
"Why won't you talk to me?" Tim asked her finally, breaking the awkward silence between them.
"What do you mean?" she said innocently, looking up at him as she spoke.
"It's been almost a month since I've seen or spoken to you..." he noted, still leaning against the counter idly.
"I've just been busy, that's all." The brunette answered plainly.
Simon quickly noticed the tension between them and turned back to the counter, he quickly began to pull the crust off of another piece of bread.
"Its because of Halloween, isn't it?" Tim then pursued.
"I've gotten over that..." she dismissed.
"Well then what is it? Why don't you like me?" he pushed, she only sighed at his persistence.
"I like you just fine!" she said with annoyance.
"But not enough to go out with me?"
"Are you asking me out?" she questioned curiously.
"What if I am?"
"I don't know..." she paused, she looked back at him remorsefully. "I just don't think it would be best to date someone who watches porn!" she said sarcastically, Simon glanced back at her suddenly then quickly averted his attention back on his mangled piece of bread.
"I don't watch porn!" Tim defended loudly, she only stared at him skeptically. "Honestly! I don't even own any porn!" he then shouted back as the door to the kitchen opened again.
"I do..." a male voice stated clearly from behind Jenna, her and the two boys suddenly looked in the direction of the kitchen door in shock of the sudden outburst.
Jake glanced up from the open book in his hand, the first thing he noticed was the girl who stood before him dumbfounded, her mouth open slightly, stunned. Tim only smirked at him smartly as Simon sported a very confused expression, Jake then shut the book in his hands, causing it to make a loud smacking sound as the binding came together.
"Uh... hi..." he then muttered with embarrassment, unknowingly quoting Tim from earlier.
Jenna only waved at him speechlessly.
"So that's what you do in the basement?" Tim asked him mockingly, grinning as he spoke.
Jake just raised his closed book in Tim's direction as he shamefully walked away from them in the direction of the stairs that led to his room, which was conveniently located in the basement of the mansion.
"And back to the basement he goes..." Simon stated drearily, he then went back to his un-crusting.
"He lives in the basement?" she asked Tim with confusion in her voice.
"Yep, ever since he was thirteen... he moved down there and never looked back... but its all good, I got his room!" Tim clarified joyfully, Jenna only shook her head at him with amusement.
"I've heard some really weird things about him at school..." she then muttered while looking back in the direction of where he had left.
"Oh yeah... there are a lot of 'em out there..." Simon replied, still concentrating on his bread as he referred to the many stories about Jake.
"I think the wildest one I've heard so far is that he burned down the church while practicing some satanic ritual and now he's celibate because of it." She alerted them, they only shook their heads at the story.
"It was only the attic and roof that got burnt and from what we've heard, straight from the horse's mouth, it was by accident." Simon enlightened her.
"And what about the rest of it?" she wondered suspiciously.
"Um..." Tim began with a slight laugh. "Supposedly he was in the attic with Judith Kencher and they were 'praying'..." he laughed again while shaking his head at the thought.
"Praying?" she asked a bit lost.
"Well, that's what he told the police..." Tim continued, the same smug smile stretched across his face. "Him and his half dressed girlfriend, praying in the church attic with a bottle of tequila and votive candles in the middle of the night..."
"Sounds like some heavy praying!" Jenna joked with a slight nod.
"Yeah, and now Jake can't go within ten feet of the church... court order..." Simon finished the tale, not even looking back at the other two.
"One question..." she then said, Tim looked up at her curiously.
"Who is Judith Kencher?" she asked a bit puzzled.