This is for my best friend Freya, whose birthday is today! Happy birthday, ya wicked Wiccan! You are the craziest, funniest, wildest, most creative gal I know. I don't own Grossology, The Breakfast Club, Thriller, and Freya.

The six followed Boil into the massive library, where the students all sat down. Naomi sat at the front table with her bag right to the side. Ty and Abby sat at the table to the side of her, Ty trying to look cool by leaning back on his chair and Abby just sighing at how stupid he looked. Lab Rat and Kat were sitting at the table behind Naomi, and had resumed their kissing. Kid Rot sat six rows behind the rest of them. He sat under the table hugging his knees to his chest and stared at Abby in a mix of awe and confusion. He had never seen a girl like her before.

The Assistant Principal stared at the six in disgust before walking past all of them, shouting requirements at them as he walked by.

"You will not talk!" Ty, who was leaning sideways to say something flirty to Naomi, leaned back and sunk back into his seat.

"You will not move from your seats!" Abby, who was just about to go back and see if Kid Rot was okay alone back there sat back down and stared at him in a mix of worry and pity. She had never seen a boy like him before.

"You will not kiss!" Lab Rat and Kat mournfully broke contact and settled for just holding hands and blushing.

"And you! Front and center! Lord knows what you'd do if I couldn't see you…" Kid Rot rose from the floor and shuffled towards the first row in such a manner that reminded the others of a newly risen zombie. Ty half thought that any minute now he was going to start dancing to 'Thriller.' After about five minutes he made it to the front and sat under the table Naomi was sitting at. Boil crouched so his eyes met Kid Rot's.

"Sit in your chair, Mr. Rot." Kid obliged and sat next to Naomi, whose eyes started watering as she smiled at him, terrified. Why did he have to sit next to her?

Ty leaned to Abby, "How does he not notice that smell?" He asked in a half joking manner. She stepped on his foot.

Boil surveyed the students again and continued, "I want all of you to write a thousand word essay about who you think you are. And I mean an essay, not just one word a thousand times. I will be right down the hall. If I hear anything, even a whisper…" He slammed the door and left.

The six all looked at each other. Some, like Naomi and Abby had started their papers, hard at work, while others… "TY!"

Ty was hard at work, all right, making a bunch of paper airplanes and throwing them all over the room. Kid was wandering around the room, picking up all the paper airplanes Ty was making. Kat made a paper hat and now was trying to put it on Lab Rat's head without him noticing. It wasn't working. Lab Rat had proven himself to actually adept at Origami and had delighted Kat by making her a paper cat, which she had accidently crushed while hugging it. Naomi had given up on writing the essay and starting texting her friends about how unfair this whole thing was and how creepy Kid Rot is in person and how it's not a total waste due to the cute guy who was sitting next to her. Until she got hit by a stray airplane.

"Whoops. Sorry Naomi…" Ty blushed and then Naomi blushed too, which made Ty blushed more which made Naomi blush more too and that cycle continued until Ty felt a tap on his shoulder.

"Um… Ty…" Abby stated. Ty looked up to see Kid with his arms full of paper airplanes, which he dumped all on Ty's desk, then he picked up the one that hit Naomi and gently placed it on Ty's head. And then that was the end of paper airplanes.

The minutes turned into hours and the students found new ways to entertain themselves. Kat and Lab Rat made a lot more things out of paper: Paper dolls, (both the chain of people and very realistic origami people) an ark load of origami animals, and a paper tiara for Kat. Abby had finished her essay and was practicing her lines for the play.

Naomi's phone batteries died and she was instead writing her speech for dance queen nominations. Ty reluctantly (he was obviously a bad boy, after all) was helping his sister practice. As for Kid…

"I'm going to check on him!" Kat exclaimed. The five had grouped together and were now watching the sixth member of 'The Breakfast Club' as Kat had called them because, as she put it, 'We all missed breakfast today!' And it was true…

Kid had moved to the back of the library and was currently doing who knows what. But as far as Lab Rat was concerned, he should just stay back there, far away from them. "But he's dangerous! He's Kid Rot! Just leave him."

But unfortunately for him, one of the characteristics he loves about her was her stubbornness. "I'm. Going. To. See. Him." And with that Kat stomped over to where Kid was sitting.

"Hi Kid! How do you feel?" Kid Rot looked at Kat and stared at the African American girl, who almost immediately forgot everything she was going to say. He pointed to a chain of paper dolls hanging from one of her pockets.

"Oh… Do you want to make some paper dolls?" Kat asked. Kid nodded ever so slightly, before pulling out a pocket knife and some bright red construction paper. Kat smiled; maybe he wasn't as bad as Lab Rat thought. She spotted a sketch book over at the side of the desk.

"Can I see what you drew?" Kat asked as Kid Rot sawed at the paper. He paused to quickly grab the pad, rip out a page and thrust it into Kat's hands. She looked at it and her hair heart almost stopped and her blood turned icy. It was of the rotted corpse of a twenty year old woman, with very graphic details. There was a six year old boy next to her that bore an uncanny resemblance to the boy in front of her. But what was most horrible was the caption 'Mommy and me.'

"Uh… It's nice… Very… decomposing… Oh you finished making your dolls!" Indeed Kid had a chain of seven brightly shaded figures, bus still he shook his head. He took a sharpie from his backpack and scribbled smiling faces on all the dolls but the center one. On that one he put an angry face and the letters KR on its stomach. Then he drew eyebrows over the smiling dolls eyes to make it look like they were happy that the KR doll wasn't happy, so the KR doll took the knife and stabbed itself. Kid Rot removed the knife from the paper dolls and gave them to the traumatized Kat, who was close to tears.

Kat ran all the way back to the front of the room, where people were normal and didn't have strange little puppet shows where the paper doll kills itself. "Kat, what happened?"

Kat didn't answer, but instead showed Lab Rat the dolls and the drawing. His eyes widened as he looked from Kat to the drawing to the dolls to Kid Rot then back at Kat, then he took her into his arms and let her burrow her head into his shoulder while he patted her back as she cried. "Don't worry, I'll protect you…"

Kid Rot watched as the African-American girl ran into the boy's arms, feeling guilty for scaring her. But she did ask him how he felt, and that was his answer. And besides, he didn't want her to look at what he really was drawing… Speaking of which, he grabbed the sketch book and flipped to his current drawing. It was of a girl, wearing an old fashioned princess gown made up of stars. He was currently drawing her sword, due to her being a fighter. Kid had started drawing her a few hours ago, and so far she's turning out to be his best drawing yet. Her hair was in a super long ponytail…

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