Ok, everyone seemed to like the last two chapters. Especially the thing with the belt sander, which made Lothlome laugh her ass off.
Yes, the fuzzy shit calendar was a gift, by the way.
On to the chappie!
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Chapter 8
Dinner
I finished wrapping my bandages around my ribcage awkwardly, with a little help from Kitty.
"So… how was detention?" she asked.
"It was good. John and I were nice to each other."
"John Allerdyce? Nice?"
"I think he's just cocky about some stuff. He's actually not a bad person."
"I thought you hated his guts."
"Did I ever say, "I hate John Allerdyce, I'm going to run him over with a truck when he least expects it'?"
"Yes. On multiple occasions." Kitty reminded me.
"Well, I think John and I connected today, on some weird level. I think everything is gonna be okay from now on."
"Okay…" Kitty trailed off.
"What?" I asked sharply, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing. You ready for dinner?" Kitty asked.
We made our way down the stairs into the dining room and I sat down between Kitty and Rogue.
"What's for dinner?" I asked Rogue.
She shrugged. "How was detention?"
"Fine. We're both still alive, aren't we?"
"Yeah, that's a bit unexpected." she said playfully.
Dinner was spaghetti and meatballs. It's always funny to watch the younger ones try to manage this sort of meal, since it's so messy.
After dinner, it was me and Kitty's night to clear the tables and load the dishwasher. I started bringing over plates and cups to Kitty, where she would load them into the dishwasher. I started with the younger kids table first, and worked my way to the teachers, and then ours.
I grabbed Bobby and John's plates and napkins, when I noticed scribbling on one.
Anna,
Meet me in the Commons for a BS rematch.
-John
I shook my head, pocketed the note, and finished the dishes.
"Kitty, I'm going to the Commons. You coming with?" I asked, toweling off a bowl and stacking it in the cupboard.
"Yeah, sure. I think Jubes rented Sin City, so we're gonna watch that."
"That's an awesome movie. Elijah Wood gets his-"
"Don't tell me!" she yelled, covering her ears. "La la la la, I can't hear you!"
"Fine." I consented, hitting her in the butt with a dishtowel.
"Ow! Why're you in such a good mood?" she complained.
"No reason."
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Whadja think? R & R!
