The next day was just as warm and sunny as the day before, and it didn't really encourage anyone to go to school or to work. This was certainly a rare September month.
Billy and Mandy were on their way to school, and to Mandy's surprise Billy looked like he forgot all about yesterday, as he was dancing and singing his usual unidentifiable songs while greeting every single person he spotted on the way. Of course she told herself she was certain he'd forget, but it's not like she expected it to be so easy. It was more like she "hoped" he'd forget.
He didn't mention any of it all morning, and neither did he treat her any differently. It was nice, but it also worried her; everyone likes people to shut up about awkward situations they might've shared, but when they actually do so you only feel worse because you just know that everytime that person looks at you with a big "Hakuna Matata"-smile they have all kinds of horrible, if not, disturbing thoughts about you running through their head.
No way somebody could forget an entire event just because you want them to. But then again, Billy was stupid. There could be a chance he did forget, didn't even realize what he did, or simply doesn't consider it important.
That Billy. Such a little brain, yet nobody knows what's in it.
When they were almost there Mandy thought it was the right time to ask him if he brought Grim. She was still planning to ask him a few things, and Billy didn't have to be around when she did.
He turned around.
"Eh, right here in my backpack, why you ask?"
"None of your concern, I just want to ask him something."
He slowed down his pace and walked next to her.
"Oooooh, are you two's going to talk about what to give me for my birthday?"
"Your birthday is nowhere close to soon, Billy."
"But you are, RIGHT?"
"No."
"GET ME THE GREEN ONE."
"The green what?"
"AND NOT THE ONE WITH THE HORNS."
"Billy, stop being stupid, we're not.."
"THE GREEN ONE."
Mandy sighed. She didn't have time for this nonsense again. She took his backpack, and kicked him all the way to the school's entrance.
"See ya insiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiide...!" Billy shouted as he was flying through the air.
Now that he was out of the way she could use the little time she had alone with Grim. That Grim..just by thinking of him made her blood boil.
Mandy opened the bag and emptied it on the floor, causing Grim's bones, half-eaten books, 3/4-eaten pencils and tons of other random objects to hit the ground.
"Okey Grim, what did you do." she said.
"Uh. I..don't know what you're talking about." Grim replied, while picking up his bones. "..but a good morning to you, too."
"You let Billy curse me. Don't play dumb and cough it up already, I have school today." Mandy snarled.
Grim looked at her with great confusion.
"Really girl, I tink it's you who is wasting my time rite now, and I don't even have anyting better to do rite now."
Mandy tried to calm herself down.
"You..gave..Billy..the assignment to curse me last night."
"What? You're not making any sense, I did no such ting."
"Tell me, Grim, was it Billy's dinner?"
"Well, you know you shouldn't eat anyting dat boy prepares. I'm not surprised you act all paranoid now."
"I know you cursed me."
"I didn't."
"You did."
"I didn't!"
Mandy grabbed his robe and rammed him onto the ground.
"You are a dirty, little sneak, Grim.." she panted, "..you can't bear being left out on the smallest things and you've always had the need to know everything, even when you say you don't care. Now..what did you and Billy talk about last night at the dinner table? You'd better tell me before I'll have to hurt you."
"YOU'RE MAD!" Grim cried.
"What did you talk about!"
"The usual! Himself, you, food, boogers, evil mailmen, and taking over my job!"
"Me, huh? Care to be more specific, dead boy? Did you two come up with a nice little plan to disable me?"
Before he could answer, the schoolbell rang. He removed himself from her grip and got up.
"I'd like to continue our scary conversation, but no thanks. You'd better get your paranoid butt inside. Goodbye."
Grim pulled his robe straight and walked towards a grocery store at the other side of the road, getting away from Mandy as soon as possible, but still doing so in style.
That settled it. It had to be true, it was so obvious. Of course she could've gotten a more direct answer out of him in just a few seconds if she really tried, but why bother, they'd see each other again this evening anyway. Otherwise she could always approach Billy about the matter, but that would mean she'd have to bring yesterday back up, and she wasn't really looking forward to that. Besides, it was clear that Grim was scared and tried to get out of it, so that ment her assumptions were right. Right?
Well, not that she could ask him again, and it would be wiser to go to school first.
She entered the building and checked her schedule to see where she had her first subject; art in room 108. Not a common subject to start your day with, but well, after a long vacation nobody would be too excited to start with history or math on the first day. She went up the stairs and headed to the door that said "108". All the halls were empty and all the classrooms were filled with students; she was late, but she didn't really care. Mandy was one of the smartest students in school, she could take these risks. It's not like they were going to suspend her.
She opened the door with a loud wack.
"Mandy, good to see you're still alive." the teacher said sarcastically.
Billy, Mandy, and all their "friends" from elementary school ended up in the same high school. Mainly because Endsville only has one high school.
Every teacher had the priviledge to meet with the infamous Billy and Mandy, and dispised them the very minute they did. And of course Mindy was everyone's favourite again. Some things never change, especially in cartoons.
Mandy ignored the teacher, grabbed a blank sheet from the pile on her desk, took an empty seat, and started sketching the model standing infront of class. While most of the other students were already halfway done, it took her only a few seconds to catch on. Again, her being late didn't mean a thing.
Suddenly she heard a familiar voice:
"Heeeey, MAN-DY. Nice model, don't you think?"
Great. Mandy slightly tilted her head and saw Mindy sitting next to her all of the sudden, with that overused, dumb smirk on her face. She wore the same costume as in elementary school, and still had those same freckles on her face. The only change she had was her hair, which was now loose and had more model.
"Hello, Mindy. Funny to see you here, especially considering I skipped a class and you were told you were too stupid to even stay in high school." Mandy said.
"They made a GREAT mistake and realized so on time." she replied with a loud voice.
Mindy always had this obsession with her. She wanted to know where she was, what she was doing, and why she was doing it. That's why it wasn't a big surprise her parents payed the school to let her pass and to put her in the same class, where she could keep an eye on her and make her feel miserable for her own pleasure.
Mandy, blunt as she was, told Mindy her exact thoughts.
"WHAT? I EVER!" Mindy shouted insulted, "I'm here because I'm smart, MAN-DY."
"Whatever."
It was pointless to argue with her, she always wanted to be right, even when she knew she was wrong.
"Whatever." Mindy repeated, and continued drawing what seemed to be herself, rather than the model. What a cow.
Mandy looked at the clock that was located on the wall to her left. Only 1 minute passed? Normally when she talks to an idiot time flies, yet Mindy was proven to be a rare exception. Though that 1 minute was a minute she'd never get back, and she was sorry for that.
She focused back on her drawing, which didn't even look half that bad. She was never interested in art and drawing, but she was quite talented. Like in most things, actually. The model in her drawing had nice curves and a smooth face. The smile was warm and welcoming, as were the eyes. When it was almost finished she put her pencil down to take a long, good look at her work.
Then it hit her..
It was Billy.