A/N: I spent way to much time on Monday. It is now Tuesday.
Kat woke up the next morning to find another structure blocking her doorway.
"ENJOLRAS!!!!" she screamed.
"Yes," said Enjolras. If innocence had a tone of voice, Enjolras would have just used it.
"Will you quit it with the damn barricades!"
"No."
Kat paused and looked around at Les Amis. "Where's Marius?"she asked.
"He went to find that Lily girl," Courfeyrac told her.
Kat sighed. "When Pontmercy gets back,"she told Les Amis. "You tell him that if Lily comes up to me screaming about how he scares her, or some crap like that, that he owes me twenty dollars."
"Kat," said Combeferre. "Need I remind you that Marius wouldn't carry dollars. He would carry francs."
"If he had any money," muttered Courfeyrac.
Kat shrugged and turned to Prouvaire. "Jehan," she said. The boy jumped. "Its your turn to come to school with me."
"Yippee," he said semi-sarcastically. Kat smirked and picked up a bagel. She sprayed whipped cream on the bagel, and then poured powdered sugar on it.
"How can you eat that?" asked a disgusted Joly.
"Like this," she put the bagel in her mouth, bit a piece off, chewed, and swallowed. Later Kat and Jean started off to school. They met Caroline on the way.
"Whose this one?"asked Caroline.
"Jean Prouvaire," Kat answered.
"Who? Oh, yeah, the poet dude." They made it to the school and into the cafeteria.
"Another Ami?" asked a shocked Lizzy. Kat grinned. "Lemme guess... Jean Prouvaire?"
"Who are these people?" asked a shocked Jean.
"Jehan, hon," said Lizzy. "You're the only Ami that dresses like that."
"Hon?" questioned Jehan. Kat escorted Jean to her home room.
"Kat," scolded Bill. "You've got to stop messing with the time-space continuum. I'm surprised you didn't bring Enjy."
"He's at home," Jehan said. Kat quickly covered his mouth and grinned. She shoved the poet into her home room, picked up her books, and followed him in. First Kat had Science. Jehan fell asleep. As did half of the students in Kat's class. Next was Chorus.
"Ahh! Melanie!" screamed Jehan as the entered.
"Oh, hello Jehan," greeted Melanie. "How has life been at Kat's house?"
"Oh," replied Jehan. "Pretty boring. Enjy-poo is drinking coffee, Feuilly almost got eaten by a Louisiana Swamp Monster."
"Enjy-poo?" questioned Melanie.
"Its best not to ask," Kat told her. Melanie nodded as Kat went to her seat. Jehan spent the entire period criticizing the lyric to the songs Kat had to sing in Chorus.
" 'Like a deep and winding river, it runs and over flows?' Who writes the crap?" he questioned as Kat took him to Spanish. Jehan didn't know a word of Spanish. He was upset. The authoress used short sentences. They went to American Past. Kat had a project to work on. "Oh, do a report on poetry!" he urged.
"What the hell does poetry have to do with Jean Laffite?" asked Kat.
"French poetry?" guessed Jehan.
"I'm sticking with the French Revolution," Kat told him, and then twitched, squealed, and dropped her books. Next they went to Algebra. Forty-five minutes later the two were woken by the bell. Kat kicked Jehan in the shins and took the limping poet to the cafeteria. At Kat's lunch table, Jean amused himself by talking to Melanie and Kat's other various friends. Lily Eney walked up to Kat's table.
"You," she said, pointing at Kat. Kat looked up.
"Hi," she said feebly.
"I know that you know that I know that you know that freaky college student that's stalking me," Lily told her.
"Yes," answered Kat.
"What's his name?" asked Lily.
"What?" asked Kat.
"His name," Kat said nothing. "The college student. The one who's stalking me! What his name?" Kat sat stunned and said nothing.
"His name's Pontmercy," Jehan said. "Marius Pontmercy."
"Marius..."repeated Lily as she walked back to her lunch table. Kat glared at Jehan.
"What?" he asked.
"You do know," she said. "That I could've made Lily Eney my personal slave for the rest of eternity, promising to tell her Marius' name. Don't you?"
"I do now." Next, Kat had gym. They were playing volleyball. "And Kat serves the ball, Ramono spikes it over," announced Jehan.
"Prouvaire!" yelled Sophie from the other side of the net. "What the hell are you doing?"
"I just felt like announcing," he said. Jehan sat against the wall. "Not like I've got anything better to do with my time," he muttered. Kat's last class was Language Arts. "Ugh," said Jehan. "Why do they make you read this stuff?" he whispered to her.
"Because the school board is evil," Kat whispered back. They spent the period whispering like this. At 2:45 school ended.
"Great!" said Prouvaire. "Now we get to go home! Right?" Kat said nothing,. "Right????" "Prouvaire, on Tuesdays I've either got Madrigals or Vocal Ensemble. We're not leaving
yet," she told him. Jean started to sob. "Cheer up," she urged. "These lyric are better then the songs in chorus. And because you have that obsession with the Middle Ages, I let you come on a Madrigal day." Prouvaire cocked his head at Kat. She picked him up by his collar and dragged him to the chorus room. He walked out afterwards, humming 'How Fair a Rose'. "I'm supposed to meet Caroline out here," said Kat. Kat, Jehan, and Melanie hung around and discussed weird philosophical concepts.
"What if we're in a book?" suggested Melanie.
"Yeah," agreed Kat. "But, we couldn't be main characters because our lives aren't interesting enough."
"What if we are?" asked Jehan.
"Than this book must suck," said Kat. Melanie nodded in agreement.
"Sorry that this book sucks, Mr. Reader Person," Melanie shouted to the sky. Sophie walked past.
"Hey, is Caroline coming out?" Kat asked.
"Caroline?" questioned Sophie. Kat nodded. "She went to an orthodontist appointment."
"Oh," said Kat. Feeling rather stupid, Kat and a complaining Jean Prouvaire headed back to Kat's house.
A/N: That was a loooooooong chapter.
