A/N: Okay, this is the last chapter in this little story thing, so enjoy! Unless someone tells me how to extend it, in which case you should PM me. But still enjoy! Oh, and it's kinda fluffy cuz, if it wasn't it'd be like one page, and that would rather stink. Now, ENJOY!!!

Disclaimer: Remember, that company in Canada owns Naturally Sadie. The only this I own is a plate of cookies for who every gives a review (hint, hint).

Chapter 5

Margaret and I were at our lockers after school the next Monday.

I had just finished telling her everything that happened last Saturday during detention. Well, everything except what happened with Ms. Mann. And the part about Ben's mom. But everything else.

"Wow," she said, "I can't believe after all that, you and Ben still haven't kissed."

"Yeah, I know," I said. "And all I got to show was two weeks of picking up trash. I better go. I don't want to get detention for skipping…uh…detention, I guess."

"Okay, I'll talk to you later then. Bye."

And with that, Margaret slammed her locker shut, and left me alone in the hallway. I finished putting the rest of my books in my locker, closed it, and then headed towards where Ms. Mann had told me earlier today to meet the janitor.

As I approached the supply closet, the janitor looked up.

"I suppose you're the one who'll be helping me for the next two weeks, then?" the janitor asked.

He was an old man, probably in his late-fifties, but he looked as sweet as someone's grandpa.

"Yeah," I said. "That's me."

"Your name?"

"Sadie."

He smiled. "Alright them, Sadie, let's get you ready."

He walked into the closet. I followed him in. there were shelves of cleaning supplies and a wide variety of mops and brooms. He walked to the back of the closet, and puller a black trash bag, an orange vest, and a metal pole with a trigger-like thing on a handle at one and a claw at the other. (A/N no idea what they're really called…)

"Use this." He held up the claw. "To pick up the trash. Put it in the bag. When it's full, you're done for the day."

"What's that for, then?" I pointed at the orange vest.

"Well, we don't want to you to get run over, now, do we?" He chuckled at my eyes widened in fear. "I'm kidding, sweetie. It's standard procedure for you to wear this."

"Oh, thanks…" I didn't know what to call him.

"Joe. Call me Joe."

"Okay, thanks, Joe." I smiled.

"You're welcome. Start in the courtyard. When the bag is full, leave the vest and the grabber outside this door, and throw the bag in the dumpster."

And with that, he grabbed a mop and a bucket on wheels and walked out the door, leaving me to figure out how the work the claw-grabber thing.

(insert break here)

The school courtyard was trashed. Literally.

Burger wrappers and soda cans and other unidentifiable garbage covered the break area. It was the worst by the picnic tables, so I thought I'd start over there.

I had picked up a couple of test with F's written all over them when I heard someone behind me.

"Love the vest, Red."

I turned around, and there was Ben, sitting on one of the cleaner picnic tables.

"Ben," I said suprisededly. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I think I'm sitting on a table drenched in orange soda," Ben said smugly.

"Ha-ha. I mean why are you still at school? the final bell rang like half an hour ago."

"I forgot something," he said, staring at me.

"Well, the school's still open. You can still get to your locker."

"It's not a book. I forgot something on Saturday." He got off the table.

"What?" I asked.

Ben moved closer to me, til we were inches apart. He cupped my cheeks in his hands, and brought his face to mine. I could feel his breath on my face.

"This," he whispered, and he kissed me. I kissed him back.

I couldn't believe it. I was kissing Ben Harrison! Sure, I was in the ugliest orange vest, standing in a flood of trash, but it was the most romantic thing ever.

We finally broke apart. I bit my lip and grinned. Ben grinned back.

"Uhh…I better get back to…you know…the whole detention thing."

"Yeah, let me help you," he said, throwing a paper ball at my head.

"Hey..." I said, and threw a soda can back at him.

Ben and I spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning up after the student population of R. B. Bennett. And, even though I discovered that rotten apples smell really bad, it was fun. Because I had lived a little.

A/N: Hope you guys liked it. Sorry its up so late, but I got kicked off the computer this morning, and then I had church slash youth group for like three hours.

Thank you to all the reviewers. I think I replied to all of them, except for 'awwwwww' to which I say, spontaneous enough for you? Oh, and I love the name. lol.

Remember, COOKIES!!!

Oh, and does anyone know Vivian's last name? I thought it was Wu, but maybe I'm confusing her with Wendy Wu…lol. And I can't remember Sadie's English teacher's name. Help!?!?! Anyway, if you have answers PM me or leave it in the review that I know everyone will leave. Toodles.