Aleksandra

I looked up from my new spot in Bender's seat, now I know why he uses this one, its comfier. I was playing with his red scarf, I looked at him once a while ago silently asking if it was okay. He'd just smirked and waved me off letting me do as I may to it. Andy had calmed down enough to sit back in his seat. Everyone sat in the seats they sat in when the day began except Bender and myself. As I said before, I sat in his seat and he sat in front of Brian. Bender had his legs up as I did the same to mine, his scarf resting in my lap as I fiddled with it. Anyways, the door to the library opened causing me to look up and smile upon seeing Carl the janitor. Carl scanned the group, and seeing Brian said, "Brian, how you doing?"

"Your dad work here?" Bender asked looking to Brian. Brian just shook his head.

"Hallo Carl." I said to him happily. "Wie geht es Ihnen?" 'Hello Carl, how are you?'

Carl nodded. "Gut, Sie?" 'Good, you?'

I smiled. "Gut." 'Good'

Carl then motioned me to him and I got up, still holding Bender's scarf seeing as it was wrapped around my right wrist. He pulled out a black guitar case from the trash, "Ich war, krieche es Vergangenheit Vernon." 'I was able to sneak it past Vernon.'

A large smile spread across my lips and I hugged him happily saying, "Dank, Dank, Dank für es zurückbekommen für mich." 'Thank you, thank you, thank you for getting it back for me.'

Carl smiled. "Ihr Willkommen, Aleksandra." 'Your welcome, Aleksandra.'

I brought the guitar case back to my seat laying it under the table of my original seat with my backpack. The others gave me looks that said, 'Your explaining later'. I nodded at their silent demand. I went back to my pervious position of having my legs resting on the table.

"Uh Carl?" Bender said to my friend.

"What?"

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure." Oh god, why do I feel bad about this?

"How does one become a janitor?" Oh, that's why.

"You want to be a janitor?" Carl asked holding his, 'oh-this-is-rich' face.

"No, I just want to know how one becomes a janitor. Because Andrew here is very interested in perusing a carrier in the custodial arts."

"Oh really?" Carl asked his voice saying, 'this-is-full-of-shit'. "You guys think I'm just some untouchable peasant. Servant, pee-on? Maybe so. Following a broom around after shit heads like you for the last 8 years I've learned a couple of things. I look through your letters," He jingled his keys. "I look through your lockers..." I saw Bender's eyes grow wide and Carl smirked. "I listen to your conversations, you don't know that but I do...I am the eyes and ears of this institution my friends."

Carl looked to me, "Warum nicht können sie nichts wie Sie sein?" 'Why can't they be anything like you?'

I smiled. "Weil wir junge Leute sind, sind wir natürlich dumm und Schmerz in den Kolben." 'Because we're teenager, we're naturally stupid and pains in the pistons.'

Carl glanced at his watch and then the clock, "Der Verstand, welche ihnen der Uhr sagt, ist zwanzig Minuten schnell für mich?" 'Mind telling them the clock is twenty minutes fast for me?'

"Sichere Sache und Dank wieder." I said. 'Sure thing and thanks again.' He then left causing them to look at me. "I got my guitar confiscated for no reason, he said he'd get it back."

"How do you know him?" Brian asked.

"I ztay avter veekdayz to learn better Englizh," I said with my accent and then dropped it. "He taught me to hide my accent." I knew someone was gonna ask why so I continued. "I didn't vant to be labeled az ze German chick." I smirked evilly. "Oh, und he zaid ze clock's tventy minutez fazt." Bender and I smirked at one another as everyone, excluding ourselves and Alison, groaned.

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The clock read 11:30, oh great Vernon's gonna show up any minute now. John glanced back at me, his scarf around his head, I still got to play with it through, the strands that fell down were on my desk. I smiled at him and he smiled back, ah yes. Bender turned back and began whistling a happy little tune after a second of my catching what it was, I didn't know the name but I recognized it, I followed his lead. Then Brian joined in, followed quickly by Andy, and Claire. A little into the song I glanced at Alison and motioned her to whistle along. Just as she began, the door opened and in walked Vernon. The whistling slowly died off but then Bender began to whistle Beethoven's 5th.

"Alright girls," Vernon said. "That's 30 minutes for lunch."

"Here?" Andy asked.

"Here." Vernon growled.

"Well I think the cafeteria would be a more suitable place for us to eat lunch in sir," Andy tried.

Vernon glared. "Well, I don't care what you think Andrew."

"Ah, Dick!" Bender called causing Vernon to turn and glare at him. "Excuse me, Rich. Will milk be made available to us?"

"We're extremely thirsty sir," Andy said.

"I have a really low tolerance for dehydration," Claire said pathetically.

Andy nodded. "I've seen her dehydrate sir, its pretty gross."

"Relax," Bender said standing. "I'll get it."

"I'll help you," I joined also standing.

"Ah, ah, ah." Vernon said. "Grab some wood there you two, you think I was born yesterday? You think I'm gonna have you two roaming these halls?" He looked to Andy. "You," Andy did a silent groan and then began pointing to Claire who sat up at attention. Vernon over looked her and pointed to Alison. "And you," Alison didn't move or respond. "What's her name? Wake her! Wake her up!" I reached down and picked up the tampon from earlier before trowing it back at her, it hit her in the back seeing as she was facing away from me. She looked up and then saw Vernon yelling at her. "Come on Missy! Get up! On your feet! This is no rest home!" Allison got up taking her purse, awe my Black Hole is leaving, and followed Andy out. "There's a soft drink machine in the teachers lounge. Let's go!" They both left us.

Alison

I followed, Sporto here to get these stupid drinks. See, I could care less about anyone but myself and Aleksandra not getting anything. She needs the sugar, she needs the energy, she needs to get out of that fucking house of hers. I've heard what happens there late at night, her screaming pleading for it to stop, for her not to be touched. I don't want to know what's going on inside but at the same time I do. Aleksandra was my only friend, she didn't care how I acted. She says that people are whoever they want to be and if we don't look past the quirks then we can never know what its like on the other side. She's very smart, and sweet. I looked up to Sporto, damn he has a nice but. I quickly averted my eyes. No, no, bad Alison, bad! Damn it! Aleksandra's wearing off on me!

"So," Sporto said. Damn what's his name? Oh right, Andy. "What's your poison?" I didn't answer, I just stared in a mindless way. I think Alex calls this stare 7.2, 'brainless-zombie'. "What do you drink?" he asked again looking back at me. I still didn't answer. "Okay, forget I asked." Awe, no Andy stopped talking. Damn it! Alex really needs to start fixing me, I'm not used to people noticing me.

"Vodka," I said after a long unbarring silence.

Andy turned to me, "Vodka?" he asked. "When do you drink Vodka?"

I walked a bit fast so I could go a bit past him while saying, "Whenever." I then walked in front of him, a small smirk playing on my lips.

"A lot?" he asked.

I smiled. "Tons."

"Is that why your here today?" he asked. I rolled my eyes, I'm here because I don't want to be home. I'm here because my only friend is here, but I'm not gonna tell him I choose to be here. "Why are you here?" he asked again.

I spun around, "Why are you here?"

We both stopped now, Andy backed up leaning against the wall. "Ummm," he said. "I'm here today because, uhh, because my coach and my father don't want me to blow my ride. See, I get treated differently because coach thinks I'm a winner, so does my old man. I'm not a winner because I wanna be a winner. I'm a winner because I got strength and speed, kinda like a race horse. It about how involved I am in what's happening to me."

"Ya," I said nodding my head softly. "That's very interesting." I can tell he bull shitted pretty much the whole thing. I can tell when others lie, because I am a compulsive liar. "Now why don't you tell me why your really in here?"

Andy scoffed. "Forget it," he turned and started walking. I followed him, not caring what I had done but at the same time, paying for it.

Brian

I sat on the railing watching Bender look trough a book with pictures of elephantiasis. Aleksandra was walking around in the silence counting the ceiling tiles in German; Claire stood by the statue looking, absolutely beautiful. With her bright red hair and her long legs. She's just plain gorgeous. I mean, don't get me wrong but Alex is pretty too, very pretty. But after spending so much time with her in Latin, I see her as a little less annoying sister, even though I know at the same time she sees me as a little brother. Alex came over and sat on the desk Bender was sitting on, his scarf wrapped around her wrist and she was playing with it. Bender smiled at her and she smiled back.

Bender looked to Claire and then Alex again, "Hey Claire." Once he got her attention he looked to Alex. "Aleksandra, wanna see a picture of a guy with elephantiasis to the nuts? Its pretty tasty."

Alex smirked and Claire rolled her pretty brown eyes. "No thank you."

"How do you think he rides a bike?" he asked the two of them. "Would either of you consider dating a guy like this?"

"Cant you just leave me alone?" Claire said.

Alex shook her head. "I don't date." Bender looked at her. "My dad doesn't like me hanging out with guys he doesn't personally know."

"Well what if he was a great dancer? Had a great personality? A cool car? Although you'd probably have to ride in the backseat because his nuts would ride shotgun." Bender continued. Alex laughed a large smile growling on her face. Wow, I guess Bender brings out the best in little Alex.

"You know what I wish I was doing?" Claire asked absently.

"Ah watch what you say, Brian here is a cherry," Bender said.

"A cherry?" I asked. Oh god! It's not that obvious is it?! Does Alex know?! Does Claire?!

"I wish I was on a plane," Claire said.

Alex tilted her head in a puppy like way. "To vhere?" she asked her accent was still something to get used to, but she sounded adorable with it.

"To Paris," Claire said she looked to Alex. "You?"

Alex smiled. "Eizer Russia to zee a ballet, or Auztralia to zee the Zydney Opera Houze. I've already zeen ze one in Pariz, it'z beautiful."

"I'm not a cherry," I told Bender as Alex and Claire talked about where they wanted to be.

"When have you ever gotten laid?" Bender asked.

"I've laid lots of times," I said. Alex glanced at Bender and then back to Claire, she doesn't like him does she?!

"Name one."

"She lives in Canada, met her at Niagara Falls. You wouldn't know her." I lied.

"You laid anyone around here?" I shushed him and motioned him to keep it down glancing at Claire and then Alex to make sure she wasn't listening or looking. Bender stiffened for a second before saying, "Oh, you did Claire and Aleksandra."

"What are you talking about?" Claire asked turning around. Alex looked at me quizzically.

"Nothing," I said quickly. "Nothing." I turned to Bender. "Lets just drop it okay? We'll talk about it later."

"No," Claire said. "Talk about what? What are you talking about?"

Alex stood up crossing her arms. "Ya, Brian vhat are you talking about?"

"Well, what Brian's trying to tell me is that in addition the many girl in the Niagara Falls area that both of you and he have been on the hobby horse," Bender said.

"You little pig," Claire said.

Alex shook her head. "You muzt be miztaken John becauze if Brian zaid he vas doing zat vith me I'd have to kill him." She turned to me with a glare. "You didn't zay zat, did you Brian?"

"No, I'm not, I'm not! John said I was a cherry and I said that I wasn't! That's it! That's all that was said!" God, I have never been so terrified for my manhood in my life.

"Well then what were you motioning to Claire and Aleksandra for?" Bender asked. Damn it, stop making it worse!!!

"You know I don't appreciate this very much Brian," Clair said.

Alex glared, her hands moving into fists. "Brian better not have motioned to me. If he did, I zvear to gott he'll never be able to have kinder." Her glare darkened. "Ever."

"He's lying!" I said ready to protect my manhood if need be.

"Oh you weren't motioning to Clair and Aleksandra?" Bender asked.

"You know he's lying right!?" I asked desperately to the two of them.

"Were you or were you not motioning to Clair and Aleksandra?"

I sighed and looked down. "Ya, but it was only to Claire." I looked at both of them fearfully. "And it was only because I didn't want them to know I was a virgin okay?" I looked to Bender. "Excuse me for being a virgin, I'm sorry."

"Vhy didn't you vant uz to know you vere a virgin?" Alex asked leaning against the desk she had been sitting on.

"And why only not Alex?" Claire asked.

Alex rolled her eyes. "Becauze I'm like hiz zister." She looked to me. "Vell?"

"Because it's personal business, my personal, private business." I said. Thank god Alex understood, I really thought she was going to hurt me. I knew she had Bender's knife.

"Well Brian, it doesn't sound like you're doing any business," Bender said smirking.

Alex and Claire looked at one another and nodded. "We think its okay for a guy to be a virgin," Claire said for the both of them. Bender looked at them, well mostly Alex, in surprise.

"You do?" I asked.

Claire smiled and nodded. Alex gave Bender a look and then nodded to me. I gave Bender a smirk-like glare and hid my face in my knee.