Chapter 9
Wednesdays are my favorite day of the week. First of all, it never rains on a Wednesday, and though I like rain it sucks when it rains at school because you get wet and your books are wet and then you freeze to death. It's the middle of the week so it's not so close to the weekend that you can't make yourself do any work whatsoever but it's not the beginning of the week so that you hate it because the beginning of the week always suck. And teachers give the least homework on Wednesdays – it's scientifically proven. Well, at least that's what Joey says. But another one of the best things about Wednesdays is pizza. All the school food you've ever had probably is or had been gross. And that's true here – except for Wednesday. I guess the cafeteria ladies feel like giving the poor hard working students – that's us – an occasional reprieve from the horrendous school food. On Wednesdays they have pizza which is actually normal and not made of some inanimate object that the cafeteria people happened to find laying around.
Oh, how I love Wednesdays…
I grab some food before heading over to where everyone else was sitting. Yugi and Joey were in some deep discussion about duel monsters or something of the like.
"Hey guys," I say before getting Tea to scoot over so that I can sit down.
"Have you been to English yet?" Tèa asks me. I nod and she makes a face. "Isn't the project just horrible?" I pause to think – what project? My confusion must have shown because Tea explained.
"The one on Greek Mythology?" I shrug.
"Why Greek mythology of all things?" Yami asks. It seems that Yugi and Joey's conversation had been forgotten and everyone's attention is on the project. "Why not Egyptian mythology?" Everyone laughed at this.
"Egypt has mythology?" Joey asked receiving a groan from everyone.
"You're an idiot!" Tristan told Joey who just ignored it and got up to go get more food.
"So what are you doing your project on?" Tea asked. I grinned.
"Nothing," I stated. There had been a reason why I hadn't remembered the project. "I don't have to do it since I won't be here," They all glared at me as I smirked at them. After they all finished complaining at me and about the project Yami caught my attention.
"Two days," He said raising two fingers. Tèa nods.
"What?" I ask, confused again.
"Cheerleader tryouts," I look for Joey but luckily he's no where to be seen for he's still in the lunch line getting seconds.
"I'm going to win," I refuse to let them alarm me.
"Really?" Tristan asks. "It's only two days and Joey and Seto are no closer to being together than they were last week."
"Looks like you're going to be a cheerleader," Yami teased. I scowled at him before looking at Tea for a little help. None came.
"He's right. It's only two days and they're still fighting," I frown, Tea was supposed to help me defend myself from these nimrods.
"What's so bad about cheerleading anyway?" Tristan asks. My eyes widen. There's no way I'm going to get into that. There's no way in hell.
"Something about a forgotten pair of bloomers, right?" I stare as Yami says that.
"You told him?" I demand Tea. She cowers away slightly before smiling weakly.
"It just slipped out, I didn't mean too. It was just too funny, especially they way you told it – you're just such a good story teller!"
"Flattery will get you nowhere," I mutter.
"What happened?" Yugi asked. I don't reply – you're not going to get the story out of me.
"She forgot her bloomers," Yami started smirking at me, obviously knowing how much I was hating this. Yugi shrugged.
"That doesn't sound too bad."
"Andshewaswearingathong…" Tea mumbles quickly before clamping her hand over her mouth. "Sorry…." She tried to apologize. But it's too late. Yugi, Yami, and Tristan were all howling with laughter. I glare at her.
"And then you did a flip, right?" Tristan asked once he managed to stop laughing.
"Cartwheel," I said before realized that I had said anything. Damn, I should learn to keep my mouth shut.
"What color was it?" Tristan asks.
"What color was what?" I demand but by looking at their faces I know exactly what they're talking about. Boys…they were too easily amused.
"I'm heading to class," I mutter as I leave the table.
It was pink though, I remember that – not that anyone would ever let me live it down anyway. It was just my luck too; of all days I had to be wearing bright neon pink underwear. Life hates me - 'Tis such a pity too…
I make my way towards my locker – or really the locker I was using during my stay – so that I could get my books for my remaining classes. I had math next which sucked because none of my friends were in the class other than Seto who just typed on his laptop the whole time. Though that was probably a good thing considering the story they just heard – they probably would keep laughing every time the looked my way. And by having a class with Seto I could probably arrange something so that he'll have to befriend Joey….not that befriend was what I had in mind. Of course, this wasn't going to be easy.
Ever since Saturday night when they had their little 'bitch fight' I haven't had any success with getting them together. In fact on Sunday Joey woke up before lunch (and here I didn't think that was possible…) so he could leave without seeing Seto. And let's just say the beginning of the week hasn't been too good. Not that I haven't tried – hell, I should get an E for effort. Perhaps I could arrange something after school. Joey could come hang out at Seto's and… well, you can imagine the rest.
I sling my backpack over my shoulder and head towards class. The hallway is beginning to get crowed for everyone else is also heading to their locker and getting to class. Just as I'm about to yell at some dude who had dared to push me out of the way I heard voices yelling. And not just any voices either.
"Stupid mutt, watch where you're going!" Seto's yelling at Joey who looks like he could use a giant black hole to swallow him up. I know the feeling… So like usual I come to the rescue.
"Hey guys, what's wrong here?" I ask. It's really scary the resemblance of a school counselor's voice to mine. Remind me to do something about that later.
"Nothing," Joey scowled – whether at me or at Seto is unknown. He picked up his backpack from the floor and headed towards his class – art I think it was.
"What did you do?" I demand Seto as I walk with him to class. He doesn't answer but then I knew he wouldn't. That pompous ass- err yeah…
I never get my chance though to reprimand him. Once in class there is no time for talking for the teacher, well, I'm sure she's a good teacher and all but her personality sucks. To put it lightly anyway.
I take out my notebook and act as if I'm writing note when, well, I'm not. Duh. Actually – odd as this sounds – I'm writing a note to Seto to inform him that his untimely death will occur if he doesn't admit his undying love to Joey. Well, in less poetic words. And not death either, more like maiming or mutilation….err, is it just me or did that sound really wrong?
I fold the note up nicely and discreetly throw the note over to Seto. Of course, I'm sure throwing a note so that is lands right at the teacher's feet doesn't really qualify as discreet, does it? It's not my fault that I have bad aim and that Seto has to be a goody little two shoe and sit in the front of the class. Totally not my fault, right?
"Miss Jenkins, may I ask you to refrain from throwing paper in class?" The teacher says sternly. I nod, staring at her with my eyes wide open.
"Good," She says and turns back to the board. I breathe a sigh of relief. "And to make you never do it again, why don't you stay after school?" My jaw drops open in disbelief. Detention, me? Sweet little me? Seto turns around and smirks at me. I glare at him before realizing….
Damn.
Now how the hell am I supposed to set them up today?
Gah, I hate Wednesdays.
End of Chapter
Thanks for reading.
A/N: I know I haven't written for this story in ages. Sorry….Just got…err distracted. Hope this chapter wasn't bad considering that it's been so long.
