Okay, major woot attack. Not only did I update, but I have passed the point of 100 reviews! Major thanks to Pannalid...lol or Sandwichman...for being my 100th reviewer! You win the prize which is, happiness! Yaaaay!
Okay, so tonight is my night of updates and postages and I've posted another fic, a belated Valentine one, which you should all check out. This chapter is kind of short and dull, but I promise it'll get better. Anywho, read and review my lovelies!
Much love, SweetCaroline
"Guess what?" Katie sang as she skipped up beside a sullen Freddy the Monday following 'the fight'.
"Why are you always so incredibly happy?" Freddy sighed, wishing furiously that Zack were there to remind him of his constantly forgotten locker combination.
"24-18-02," Katie stated, leaning against the locker next to Freddy's. "There's nothing wrong with being happy, is there?"
"There is when I'm in a bad mood," Freddy replied, placing his algebra and English homework papers on the shelf.
"Well that takes all the happiness out of the world," Katie said, moving along down the hall, closely followed by Freddy.
"Shut up, Kathryn," he said, shoving his hands in his pockets. "What is it that you wanted to tell me?"
"Christopher and Summer are officially a 'couple' now," Katie said, tucking a lock of thick, black hair behind her ear.
"And I needed to know this because?" Freddy asked, pretending he didn't care, even though a pang of jealously shot through his stomach.
"Because Christopher Murphy is the most annoying boy on the face of the earth and my best friend is dating him," Katie said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
"Let me get this straight," Freddy said, stopping in the hall and turning to face Katie. "You sought me out, when you could be spending quality time with your lover boy, to tell me that your best friend is dating someone you don't like."
"Kind of," Katie said. "Listen, I've been thinking and I want you to break them up. I mean, come on, it really is the perfect plan, since you two have to spend so much time together."
"No," Freddy said simply, slinging his bag over his shoulder.
"Why?" Katie whined.
"Personally, I could care less who Summer is dating at the moment," Freddy said, the familiar pang returning to his body. "And I really don't want to take time out of my precious day to break her and her boyfriend of three days up."
"Be that way," Katie shot, sticking her tongue out at Freddy and clomping down the hall.
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"I am greatly impressed with your work on this egg project, especially you, Freddy and Summer, you took on double responsibility and your eggs are still perfect." Mrs. Bates said, causing Freddy and Summer to fidget in their seats.
"Okay," the teacher continued. "This week your assignment is simple. All you have to do is spend time together, get to know each other better. Some of you," she said, looking pointedly at Freddy and Summer, "should benefit greatly from this. When you return to school, we hope to find you better acquainted. Now, just go for it."
"I refuse to talk to you, Jones," Summer said, not looking Freddy in the eye.
"I don't really know what to say," Freddy sighed. Quirking an eyebrow, but still not looking at Freddy, Summer pulled a book out of her backpack and began to read.
"What are you reading?" Freddy asked hesitantly, thinking that out of some miraculous work of God she would suddenly forgive him. When she didn't answer, Freddy gulped at what he was about to say. "I'm sorry, okay?"
For a second, Summer looked up from her book and their eyes met. "Do you mean that?" she asked, looking back down.
"No, didn't you know it was randomly apologize to someone day?" Freddy asked sarcastically. "Yes, I meant it!"
"Oh," Summer said, continuing to read.
"Well?"
"Well what?"
"Well, I apologized."
"I know, but you didn't mean it."
"I just said I did!" Freddy replied angrily.
"You said that," Summer sighed. "But you didn't mean that either."
"I'm sorry," Freddy said again. "I really, really am. I didn't mean to say that you were like your mom, cause you aren't, and I know this project's important to you and stuff so you'd probably benefit by accepting this apology."
"Fine," Summer said, "But don't slip up again."
"So we're like friends… or enemies… or whatever our relationship would be considered as again now, right?" Freddy asked.
"I suppose," Summer said in a bored tone.
"Okay."
"Okay."
"Well this is awkward enough. Can't we argue or something?"
"We don't have anything to argue about."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
"Okay, well, maybe I'll just do homework or something." The words sounded odd coming out of Freddy Jones's mouth: "maybe I'll just do homework or something."
"Excuse me, could you repeat that?" Summer said. "The news channels will want to hear it."
"Well, I didn't have anything else to do!"
"You usually find something other than class work to occupy your time during class."
"So, maybe I've suddenly changed and decided to become like class factoriom or whatever you are."
"Nice try, Jones, but I'm the class factotum. Helpful hint before you put up your campaign posters though, learn how to say the word."
"Whatever, my little purple asparagus. I could beat you any day."
"Don't call me that."
"That was fun. I'll let you get back to your reading now that we're back to normal."
"Okay," Summer said, immersing herself in her book again. As he watched the class factotum begin to read, Katie's 'plan' still lingered at the back of his mind.
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