Now, everybody is bored as fuck.
Bender lit his shoe on fire. I took this opportunity to lit one of my cigarette so I could take a smoke. John did the same before stopping the fire.
Claire was in her head, daydreaming about God know what.
Brian was putting his tuque between his leg so nobody would see his boner... that he got while looking at me.
Andrew was messing with his sweater and was playing football with some paper.
Allison was drawing.
Once I was bored of watching everybody, I put my head on John's lap and closed my eyes.
Suddenly, I head an annoying voice that told us to wake up. Vernon. I didn't open my eyes and by the discouragement heard in Rich's voice when he asked who had to go to the lavatory, I guess I wasn't the only one.
Now, I was sitting beside Bender on the railing. I was messing with his flannel shirt while he was tearing apart some book.
"That's real intelligent." commented Andrew.
"You're right... It's wrong to destroy literature... It's such fun to read... and, Molet really pumps my nads!" exclaimed the criminal.
"Molière." I corrected at the same time as the queen bitch.
John shot me a surprised look and I just smirked in return.
"I love his work." chimed in Brian which earned him the rest of the book thrown at his head and he ducked it just in time.
Now that he didn't have a book anymore, he started rearranging some cards in the wrong order.
"Big deal. Nothing to do when you're locked in a vacancy." said Bender.
"Speak for yourself." spat Andrew.
"Do you think I speak for you? I don't even know your language." exclaimed the criminal.
The jock looked at John and I before turning to Claire. "You grounded tonight?"
"I don't know... My mom said I was. My dad told me to just blow her off." the princess replied.
The athlete looked at us again before continuing his conversation with Claire.
"Big party at Stubby's. His parents are in Europe. It should be pretty wild."
"Are you trying to make us jealous, Andy boy? Or you don't want to invite me so you won't be tempted by me and my super body?" I intervened.
He ignored me and talked to Claire again. "Are you going to go?"
"I doubt it." the princess replied.
"How come?"
"Because if I do what my mother tells me not to do, it's because my father says it's okay. There's like this whole big monster deal, it's like endless and it's a total drag. It's like any minute... divorce." she explained.
Since I'm being ignored by the jock, I'll try to talk to the princess. "Who do you like better?"
"What?" she demanded like my question was really hard to understand.
"You like your old man better than your mom?" Bender joined in.
"They're both strict." Claire answered.
"No, I mean if you had to chose between them." I explained.
"I don't know... I'd probably go live with my brother. I mean, I don't think either one of them gives a shit about me... it's like they use me just to get back at each other."
"Your life is so hard, princess! Compared to that, mine is a fucking fairy-tale!" I exclaimed sarcastically at the same time the basket case screamed "HA!" from her table in the back.
"Shut up!" Claire screamed at us.
"You're just feeling sorry for yourself." Andrew commented.
"Yeah, well if I didn't, nobody else would." the princess shot back, hurt by his words.
"Because you absolutely need someone to feel sorry for you, right?" I said with venom in my voice.
"Aw, you're breaking my heart." Andy said at the same time.
"Sporto." Bender suddenly intervened.
"What?"
"You get along with your parents?" he asked while jumping off the rail to go next to the athlete.
"Well, if I say yes, I'm an idiot, right?"
"You're an idiot anyway."
"But if you say you get along with your parents, well you're a liar too." I chimed in, getting real close to him.
Sporto glared at both of us and Bender started to walk away while I just stand there.
Andrew followed the criminal and pushed him.
"You know something, man... If we weren't in school right now, I'd waste you!" he exclaimed.
I went back to my original place at the last table and zoned out a bit of the conversation while I took a sip of Jack Daniels.
The first thing I heard when I finished with my drink was the jock saying "What's your name?"
I looked up when the brain replied. I already knew his name... in fact, I already know everybody's name.
"What's your name?" Claire suddenly asked John.
He answered by asking her name.
"Her name's Claire." I said, walking up to them.
"Ka-Laire?" repeated Bender.
"Claire, it's a family name!" she defended her name.
"It's a fat girl name." he retorted.
"Well, thank you." she said.
"You're welcome." simply replied the criminal.
"I'm not fat!" the princess spoke up.
"Well, not at present, but I could see you really pushing maximum density!" retorted John.
I decided to say something about this too. "You see, I'm not sure if you know this, but there are two kinds of fat people. There's fat people that were born to be fat and then there's fat people that were once thin but they became fat... So when you look at them, you can sorta see that thin person inside!"
"You see, you're gonna get married, you're gonna squeeze out a few puppies and then..." Bender finished by miming becoming fat, making some weird noises.
John and I smirked at each other when we saw Claire's reaction, which was giving us her middle finger.
"Oh, obscene finger gestures from such a pristine girl!" Bender gasped.
"I'm not that pristine!" queen bitch defended herself.
Bender then bent down close to the princess. "Are you a virgin?"
Okay, maybe he's pushing this a little too far... Asking someone about her virginity? So not cool!
"I'll bet you a million dollars that you are!" he continued. I shot him a warning look, which he decided to ignore. "Let's end the suspense! Is it gonna be... a white wedding?"
"Why don't you just shut up?" spat Claire.
For once, I was agreeing with her, he really should shut up.
He ignored her and continued. "Have you ever kissed a boy on the mouth? Have you ever been felt up? Over the bra, under the blouse, shoes off... hoping to God your parents don't walk in?"
He was really pushing it too far, I was going to intervene when Claire spoke up. "Do you want me to puke?"
Okay, I thought she was going to say something better, that was going to shut Bender up, but I guess I'll have to say something soon if she doesn't find anything better than that.
"Over the panties, no bra, blouse unbuttoned, Calvin's in a ball on the front seat past eleven on a school night?"
Time to stop this massacre.
"What about you Bender?" I questioned, walking over to him.
I made him stand and back away from Claire's table so I could stand really close to him.
"Ever been felt up by a girl before? No shirt..." I started, running my hand down his chest, "...pants down to you ankles..." I continued, placing two of my fingers in his belt loop and pull a bit, making him come closer to me, "...a girl's hand in your boxer, stroking your hard dick..." I added in a whispering tone close to his lips, "...hoping that the janitor don't walk in the supply closet anytime soon." I finished my little description when I felt his boner and I walked away from him in a flirtatious way.
I turned back to see his face filled with shock and it's at that moment that Andrew decided to intervene. "Leave them alone!"
"You're going to make me?" Bender challenged.
"Yeah."
"You and how many of your friends?" he questioned, walking toward him.
"Just me. You and me. Two hits; me hitting you and you hitting the floor." Andrew explained.
I turned away just one moment and when I return my attention to the two guys, they're on the floor.
"I don't want to get into this with you man." John said.
"Why not?" Andy asked while standing up at the same time as the criminal.
"'Cause I'd kill you. It's real simple. I'd kill you and your fucking parents would sue me. It'd be a big mess and I don't even care to bother." Bender explained calmly.
I really don't doubt the fact that he would actually kill someone, but I guess sporto do, since he commented even after the warning Bender gave him. "Chicken."
The criminal took a switchable blade out of his pocket and opened it. Finally, Andrew looked scared a bit.
John took the blade and plant it on a chair and because of that move, Andrew decided to make another comment. "Let's end this right now. You don't talk to them."
I took the switchable blade and went to put it in my bag while Andy continue his speech about not watching us or whatever.
"I'm trying to help the princess...And the flirt's trying to help me..." John insisted.
"Team work!" I exclaimed, smirking.
