Howdy. Well, here's my next chapter!
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Chapter Seven: Monday
"Where is she?" said Dick. Once again, Kori was a no-show.
"Why don't you just call her," said Rachel. "Then maybe we could start practicing?"
"Rea's right," agreed Victor. "We need to start practicing. The 7th is only five days away."
"Yeah, man," piped up Gar. "Why don't we just start with out her?" The band arrived at 7:30, but Dick refused to practice without Kori. It was now 9:05.
"All right, I'll call her on her cell. Wait until I get back." Then, Dick left to call her.
"Hello?" came her voice on the other line.
"Hey, Kori? It's Dick. Look, we had practice tonight, and – well – "
"Oh! Sorry, Dick, I forgot to call and tell you I can't make it. Trevor ditched his shift and I was called in to work a graveyard at Pizza Place. I'm really sorry."
"Oh, that's ok" He tried to hide the disappointment in his voice.
"Oh, did I let everyone down? I'm really sorry!"
"No, that's all right, Kor. Just – try and get some sleep, ok? We do have school in the morning."
"All right, I will. Just – practice without me."
"Ok. I'll – see you tomorrow?"
"Right, tomorrow."
"Uh, Kor?" said Gar to his friend at the lunch table "You're kinda sleeping in your mashed potatoes."
"Huh?" said Kori, lifting her head up from her tray. The right side of her face was covered in lunchroom-mashed potatoes.
"Here," said Rachel, handing her a napkin.
"Thanks" she muttered, wiping here face off. Dick looked at her in concern.
"Kori, are you ok?" he said. "You seem kind of – out of it."
"Huh? Oh! Sorry, I just didn't get much sleep last night." Then she put her head in her hands and closed her eyes. "I hate graveyard-shifts – and Monday's."
"Join the club," said Victor. "We had a pop quiz today in history! You know how I stink at history. All I could remember was this chick named Saresem who was a leader of a tribe or somethen'." Then he continued to work on his jumbo-hamburger and fries. Gar looked at the food in disgust.
"Uh, hellooooo! Vegetarian in the house! Do you know how disgusting that is?"
Victor shrugged his shoulders and took a huge bite of burger with ketchup on it.
"I think I just lost my appetite," he said, pushing away his tofu.
"And, remember," said the biology teacher, Mrs. Bird, "any one interested in the Assistant Veterinarian Aptitude Test will be taking the test Thursday, after school."
The bell rang and Gar walked out of Sixth Period. Boy, he was nervous about Thursday. But, he studied, and he knew the procedures all by heart. Still, he would rather not think about it.
He was reviewing his science homework, when he bumped into someone.
"Terra? What are you doing here?"
"Just thought I'd drop by so we could walk home together," she said, happily.
Terra didn't go to Jump City High because she was registered as a "visitor" to Jump City.
"Oh, well, actually, I need to see Cyborg and Raven after school." Which was true; Cy was driving Beastboy and Rea to Robin's house for practice. (A/N I hope you guys aren't getting confused on who's who)
Her expression changed immediately.
"Oh, so you're meeting with Rachel instead of me. I see." Her voice was full of distaste.
"And Victor," he reminded her.
She sighed. "All right, fine." And she left. Just then, Rachel walked up.
"Just when you thought it was safe to go back to school…" she said, watching Terra leave.
"Hey, Rachel."
They began walking towards the campus parking lot.
"Why do you even date her?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "'Cause."
"That's not an answer. She's awful to you and to your friends. Why do you date her?"
"Well, sometimes she's… I mean she's… she isn't always, um… look, I just don't want to talk about it, ok?"
She sighed. "Come on. Let's go before Cyborg has a hissy-fit because we're late."
"I'm tellen' you, man," said Victor, as he and Richard walked out of PE, "Space Racers III is the bomb!"
"No way," said Dick. "Space Racers is good, but Super Ninjas is, bar-none, the best game ever made."
"Well, figures. You're the biggest martial-arts junkie I've ever met!"
"So?"
"Come on, let's not keep our 'shophies' waiting."
"Miss Anders!"
Kori jerked up in her seat.
"Huh? What?" she asked, innocently.
"The reason I kept you after class was because you could not focus in class. I don't appreciate see the tops of students' heads when I'm giving a lecture."
"Yes, I understand, Mrs. Screacher. I apologize."
Mrs. Screacher, the Math teacher, drummed her finger-tips on her desk.
"You're slipping, Kori. I don't like to see my students slip. Quite frankly it gives me a bad reputation."
"Yes, I understand. Please, forgive me." She looked at the clock. "How much longer must I stay?"
"Until I say you can leave."
Kori sighed. Looks like I'll be missing another band practice, she thought, miserably.
Ok, so I've decided to use there real names outside of the band, and their "super hero" names, inside of the bands. (Just an FYI). Please R&R!
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