Chapter 8:
Cat Fight
All weekend, Terry couldn't concentrate on anything but Isis. Would he ever see her again? Terry found himself on his way back to school. It was Monday once again and he just couldn't concentrate. He figured that today would once again be a shitty school day.
In Terry's thought he ran into a large man, "Hey, watch it punk!"
Still in a confused daze Terry answered, "…Sorry."
The man just shook his head and walked off, mumbling a little something on the way, "Damn kids."
He was there again—Hamilton High—with time to spare. No sign of Max today. Terry figured she was probably sick, so he went on ahead and entered the building. As Terry walked through the hallway he felt sort of, out of place. Mondays are a bitch, Terry thought to himself.
He came to his locker to get his notebook. As he searched through the messy locker a familiar stranger came up to him. The stranger stroked their little fingers through his hair from behind him. In his mind Terry thought of all the people it could be. And since his mind was stuck on Isis, that was his last conclusion. He got excited and quickly turned around. What he found in front of him was a smiling Dana, "Hi Terry!"
"Hi…" Terry attempted to avoid eye contact with the girl who was now unfortunately in front of him, "What do you want?"
"Well Terry…" Dana seemed as if she were trying to beat around the bush, "I thought that since we have to be lab partners…well what I'm trying to say is…" Dana came a little closer to Terry; maybe a little to close. Terry tried to back up but unluckily the locker had blocked him. Dana continued, "Maybe we could friends again," her voice was as if she were coming on to him; "So what do you say?" she was now pressed up against his chest.
Terry pushed her off of him declining her move. Using the words Dana once used not so long ago "Dana, I've got to go now, but please understand that we shouldn't be seeing each other anymore," he said in a mocking tone.
Dana growled in embarrassment as Terry walked away from her, "It's that girl isn't. The one you were with at The Juice Bar," Terry stopped to listen but didn't turn around, "You've only knew her for one night. You and that girl could never have what me and you had." Terry went to class as if he never acknowledged what she had just said.
The day had been going pretty slow and Terry had now come to a part of the day where it would get even slow. Science class. He feared what hell lay ahead of him.
A friend of his was at the door to greet him as he entered the science classroom, "Hey Terr, have you seen the new girl?"
As Terry walked to his seat he replied, "No I don't think I have."
"Well dude she's hot!" He informed with excitement.
Another boy joined their conversation, "Yeah she is so fine. Man what I would do to her…"
Terry laughed and shook his head, "Man, that's just wrong."
At the moment Dana sat down and things began to feel awkward for Terry. But Dana seemed to mind her own business as if nothing had happened before. The teacher walked to the doorway and the noisy cliques began rushing for there seats. The teacher turned around and from Terry's view point he could see that see was talking to the guidance counselor.
Terry was starting to think about the beautiful girl that had been running through his head all day. He rested his head down waiting for the class to start.
From what Terry could hear, the teacher had now entered the room. He heard a faint wolf imitating sound from behind him and a few other excited whistles across the class room, "Excuse me students!" the noises stopped, "We have a new class member," Terry was now very curious. He looked up the see the new student.
First he saw black combat boots. As his eyes followed up he saw black and white striped knee-high socks; on up, a green skirt. But what really caught his eye is what he came to next; a familiar brown jacket. Terry gasped and the teacher continued, "Everyone this is Isis…" the teacher searched for her last name.
"Smith. Isis Smith," the name student answered for the teacher.
"Ah yes Smith," The teacher went on with her plans, "Will anyone offer to have Isis as there partner in the labs today?" at once all the boys raised their hands excepted for Terry who was still in shock.
"Well Isis, I guess you can take your pick," the teacher approved.
Isis scanned the crowd in front of her until Terry and her met eyes. Both of them widened their smiles and Isis waved, "Terry!"
"So you know this Terry," the teacher asked.
"Yeah we've met before."
"Okay then. I'll put you down as Terry's partner," They teacher started going through some paper on her desk.
The boy behind Terry leaned forward, "Dude, you are so freakin' lucky," Terry did feel lucky but at the same time he was worried. The mixture of him, Isis, and Dana probably wasn't doing to work out well.
Dana was beginning to look very angered, "Excuse me? Terry is already my partner."
The teacher hesitated to think, "That's fine. You all will just be a group. No big deal," Dana let out a faint growl.
Isis pulled up a seat beside Terry. She hugged him, "I guess the jacket trick really works."
All Terry could really do was smile. But he worked up enough energy to say, "I thought I'd never see you again."
"Well then I guess you would have had to live life jacketless."
Isis began to take off the brown jacket to give it back to Terry but quickly stopped her, "No I want you to keep it. Maybe then we'll never be separated," Isis smiled and nodded pulling the jacket back onto her shoulders.
Isis looked at Dana who was staring her down evilly and smile, "Hi I'm Is—"
Dana interrupted her rudely, "I know who you are," Isis narrowed one eyebrow and went back to her business.
They started on there lab projects. The group was plagued with an uncomfortable silence. Nobody really talked unless they had to. Terry was wishing dearly that this day would end. Damn you Monday!
At last the bell rang. Thank God to that. Tensions between Isis and Dana were desperately rising. Terry thought that at least one of them was bound to pounce. But boy was he in store.
Terry and Isis walked down the hallway together for a few moments, "Well Terry I hate to do this but I have to go find the counselor again."
"Oh that's fine. Umm…" Terry thought for a moment, "Meet me outside after school. Okay?"
Isis nodded, "Okay," she turn around and went down the opposite side of the hallway. Terry watched her as she walk away.
Isis didn't get far until Dana pull the back of Isis hair. Isis slowly turned around to find that who the culprit was, "What the hell was that for!"
"Listen Isis, I don't like you."
"And that give you the right to pull my hair?" Isis protested. A crowd was starting to form a circle around them and Terry was trying his best to push through but he was too far away.
"You can't just make out with some guy you don't even know."
"What are you talking about?" When Isis finished speaking, Dana smacked her clear across the face.
Isis touched her sore cheek. You could see the enraging flames in her eyes as she looked up at Dana. Dana was starting to look a little frightened as Isis gave her an evil glare, "Bitch!" all of Isis' hate was hurled at Dana as she tackle her to the ground.
Terry was still pushing through the crowd. The crowd was getting even more excited and Terry could barely see what was going on.
Isis was now sitting on top of Dana who couldn't do a thing. Isis picked Dana head up by the hair with one hand and scratched her across the face with the other. After scratching her, Isis knocked her head to the tile. Dana pushed Isis off of her and the two of the roll cross the floor entangled.
It was chaos, until finally Terry and another teacher reached the girls. Terry pulled Isis off Dana and the teacher caught a hold of Dana. Terry was feeling guilty, " Isis I'm really sorry. This is my fault."
Isis calmly responded, "Don't worry, someone was bound to kick her ass one of these days," as another teacher took her from Terry. Isis yelled across the crowd, "Terry! My number is 555-1187."
555-1187, 555-1187, 555-1187, Terry was trying to remember the number until he could get it written down. Terry wrote it down on his hand. He figured that he wouldn't be seeing Isis at school for the next few days. Damn it! Damn Monday to Hell! Although the day sucked, he was still glad to see Isis. Maybe they become 'closer' friends.