After the bell rang, I headed to third period, Ancient Art. As I entered I realized this was going to be a small class, seeing as only five other people were sitting there and the second bell already rang. Just as I was taking a seat, Jay walked in.
"You've gotta be kidding me!" Gina, one of the girls from the ravine, said.
"What is he doing in this class?" Brenda, another ravine slut, asked.
I just sighed, and to my luck, he took the seat next to me.
"Hey Greenpeace." He whispered.
"Hi." I said back, sounding happy to see him.
Obviously, he was surprised that I didn't just glare at him, because he was speechless. No big come back. Nothing. Now I was surprised.
"Wow." I said.
"What?" he asked.
"You have nothing to say back. That's a first."
He was about to reply but the teacher walked in.
"Okay, I know that so many other teachers already have projects for you for the first day. But…I don't care. So I will be letting you pick your partners. Go, go." The teacher turned her back on us.
I looked around the classroom. Brenda and Gina were obviously partners, in much more than art projects.
There were two Japanese foreign exchange students that looked to be working together.
And then there was Peter.
Is he following me? He's in all my classes!
And I don't want to work with him.
So I turned to Jay, "Wanna be my partner?"
"Of course." Jay answered.
I smiled and then looked at my desk, grumbling.
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Jimmy didn't look too happy.
Too bad.
This was just gonna have to happen.
But I'm Jay Hogart.
I can handle anything.
Right?
Anyway, we came up with some stupid idea for this stupid project and then the bell rang.
I headed to my next class: Ancient Art.
I know, this class doesn't exactly scream me, but it was easy and the only thing that was open.
So when I entered I was surprised-yet slightly happy (I have no idea why)-when I saw Greenpeace.
I took the seat next to her. The only other people in the class were two ravine girls that haven't talked to me since the STD epidemic, two Japanese chicks that were looking at me all goo goo eyed, and Peter Stone. God, I hate that kid.
He's the one that filmed and e-mailed Manny Santos's breasts to the whole school. He's also Emma's-I mean Greenpeace's-ex boyfriend. Apparently she was going through a "rough" time (like she even knows what rough is) and she had anorexia or something. Eventually she recovered and everyone was happy that she was eating again. Well, not everyone. Whenever she got hungry when she was on a date with Stone, he would refuse to get food. He'd say things like, "We're gonna be late for the movie. Eat later." Or "Let's make out first." And then there was the one I got to witness. The famous, "You're too fat. Stop eating so much."
So I ended up sitting next to Emma. There was a project assigned and now I'm partnered with Emma too.
Ugh, her name's Greenpeace! God damnit, Jay. Get your act together!
Although, Emma is a really nice name. It's much prettier than Greenpeace. And she's much prettier than when I first started calling her Greenpeace.
So I'll stop yelling at myself when I call her Emma, because basically, it's driving me crazy.
"What do you want to make our collage about?" Emma asked me.
"Uh, how about sexy British super models?" I suggested. She just rolled her eyes and I figured that wasn't the right answer. So I tried again, "How about we do, like, a play on the pyramids, or something?"
"Please explain." She said.
I nodded and continued, "Well, we could, like, cut out all of these pictures from magazines. Little spots of gold or yellow or tan, whatever color we decide on, and we could glue them all together in the shape of the pyramids. But then there will kinda be like a bigger picture after we finish with the pyramids. Like that they are really a cat's ears or the obstacles in a pinball machine."
Emma stared at me wide-eyed.
"What?" I asked.
"It's just that, you look so stupid."
I guess you could call it heart to heart, if you could call The Exorcist a comedy.