Blackwell Classroom, November 23rd, 2010

"So as you can see the main theme in 'Oliver Twist' is..."

Damn are we still on this crap? It's two months into the school year and were still on the same novel. So much for advanced literature being advanced, Blackwell's overpriced education at it's finest. Glad to know Joyce slaving away in a crappy dinner all day can pay for this idiot's salary AND Principal Wells drinking habit. Yeah he's not as good at hiding it as he thinks, figuratively and literally; bottom right shelf behind the Ernest Hemingway collection that's there for show more than anything. Hey the man should know better than to leave me alone in his office by now. Glenfiddich, not a bad brand at all for...

"Ms. Price,"

'Huh? Oh right I'm still in class.'

"Yeah?"

"Since you seem to be so entranced by this topic; perhaps you can explain the theme of the novel?"

I shoot Mr. Henderson an unimpressed look at his attempt to embarrass me in front of the class. Nice try dude, A for effort. Though if anyone should be embarrassed right now it's him. Guy's fly has been down since class started and he still hasn't noticed.

He looks at me with raised eyebrow's "Well?"

'Damn those things are bushy, ever hear of manscaping dude?"

I crossed my arms over my chest let out an annoyed sigh "Thou shalt not asket for moreet, sir?"

The class seemed amused by my answer, Mr. Henderson not so much. But just before he could tear into me with some lame lecture the PA system cut him off.

"Would Chloe. Price please report to Principals office immediately."

I smirk at Mr. Henderson who is none to please right now as evident by the lovely shade of red he is currently turning.

"Well as much as I'd love to keep discussing this topic,you can see my number one fan is calling me. Detention waits for no woman!" The class laughs again.

Mr. Henderson just lets out an annoyed sound and excuses me from class, I grab my shit and head for the door, glad to be free of this room. I make my way to the door and just as I'm about to leave I pase in the doorway and look back at Mr. Henderson.

"Oh, one more thing Sir."

He lets out another annoyed sound "Yes Ms. Price?"

It takes everything in me to keep a straight face as I say this next line.

"You might wanna look down, your flap trap in open."

He looks at me confused for a moment before I gesture to his pants. The look of realization then horror that crosses his face is worth whatever trouble I may get into with him next time I have class. He quickly turns around and zips his pants closed as the class erupts into a fit of laughter that he fails to quell even with the most serious threats of detention and extra homework.

I quickly leave before Mr. Henderson can say anything and make my way down the hall to Well's office. I reach my destination a few minutes later and walk into the dreary front office. The secretary looks like she'd rather be getting unnecessary dental surgery than be here.

I shoot her a small smile "Hey Dianne, lookin busy as ever today."

She smiles back "Oh yeah its a real party in here cant you tell?"

"Hey I know where we can score some premium drink to keep this rager going." I say as I gesture towards Principal Well's Closed door.

"Yes I hear Ernest and Glen have quite the good taste in drinks; don't they?" she said in a low tone, we both laugh at that.

A few moments later Principal Wells emerges from his office, along with someone else. A shorter girl with long blonde hair emerge from behind him.

'Hm, I don't think I've seen her around here before. Must be a new student... Or not, I don't really pay attention to the other asshole students here'

"I'm sure you'll find this school has everything you need, were even instating a few new programs for next year." He looks away from her and turns his attention to me.

"Ah Ms. Price, I'm glad your here"

I let out a small laugh "That's a new one, usually you look like someone pissed in your corn flakes every time we meet."

He forces a smile and the girl behind him cracks a small smile as well. Dianne looks like she is about to burst as well.

"This..." he gestures to the girl behind him, she steps forward and introduces herself before Wells got the chance

"Hi, I'm Rachel" she says as she extends her hand to me. I smile and shake the offered hand

"Chloe" I reply
He clears his throat and speaks up again "Rachel here is a transfer student form California and will be joining us for the semester."

He pauses for a moment and looks over at me 'Oh no...'

"And I was hoping that you would show her around the campus, and let her get to know the place?"

Fuck, why is he asking me to do this? Isn't there some other kiss ass student who can do it. I'm sure Victoria would be all over this. This has to be punishment for last weeks soap in the fountain incident, I knew I wasn't getting off scot free for that one. I suddenly feel 3 sets of eyes looking at me, one expectant, one confused, and one sympathetic.

I force a smile and reply "Sure; I'd love to..."

"Great, you two can have the rest of the day off to explore the campus and what not." he says with a fake smile, then looks at me as if to say 'You better not screw this up.' Sorry Wells if you wanted this girl to see a good tour of the place you should have pick someone else to do it.

Wells returns to his office, no doubt to pay a visit to Ernest and Glen, leaving me and the new girl to stand awkwardly in the middle of the front office.

"So... you wanna take a walk around campus or whatever?" I mumble

She smile up at me "Sure... but ah" she pauses for a moment "You wouldn't happen to have a smoke on you would you? Talking to that guy kind of sucked the life out of me and I could use one right now."

I let out a short laugh "Yeah he has that effect on people."

We both breakout into laughter, after a few moments it dies out and were left standing there in silence again until Rachel speaks up.

"So about that smoke?"

"Oh yeah! I guess were starting the tour with Blackwell's secret smoking spots then."

"I'll pretend I didn't hear that." Dianne mumbles

I smile at her and nod, then gesture for Rachel to leave the room.

"Ladies first"

She giggles and dose a little curtsy before making her way through the open door "Why thank you kind sir."

I think I'm going to like this girl.