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Gray Rainbows And Eclipses

Sean and Nick followed Gus the janitor down the hall, Sean glumly trudging and Nick calmly strolling with his hands stuffed in the pockets of his jacket.

To the right of them was the Boy's bathroom, but as they approached it, Gus just kept walking. He walked right past it and continued down the hall, the boys had no choice but to follow him. Sean was a little puzzled, but he looked over at Nick and noticed no trace of similar confusion.

"Hey," Sean whispered,"we just past the Boys bathroom!"

"Nice observation," Nick replied.

Sean glanced ahead of them at Gus, but he didn't seem to hear them, so Sean looked back at Nick.

"But aren't we supposed to be cleaning the Boys bathrooms?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yup," Nick replied.

"But then why did we just pass that one back there?" Sean asked again.

"Because we're starting on the first floor, dumbass," said Nick.

Sean glared at him, and when Nick noticed this, he shrugged.

"What? You don't believe me or somethin'?" asked Nick, but before Sean could reply, Nick turned his attention to Gus.

"Hey, Gus! If we're cleaning the bathrooms, then why did we pass that one back there?" he asked.

"Because we're starting on the first floor, dumbass," Gus answered.

Nick smirked and glanced over at Sean.

"See?" he said.

"But why do we need to start on the first floor?" Sean asked.

"Don't question it, just do it," Nick mumbled.

"What?" Sean asked, not hearing him.

"Gus…" Nick began.

"Don't question it, just do it," snapped Gus.

Sean looked over at Nick, who was smirking again.

"How many times have you BEEN here?" Sean asked.

Nick said nothing, but his smirk grew into a smile.

Back in the library, Kyle had his feet propped up on his desk and his hands clenched behind his head, just staring into space, and making no kind of movement at all. Daf was touching up her lip gloss, and Connie was sleeping on top of her desk.

"I am bored out of my mind," said Kyle.

"It hasn't even been ten minutes since the guys left," Connie told him.

"That's right, it's also Saturday, we're at school, in detention, and while I'm stating the obvious here, may I just conclude with I'M BORED OUT OF MY MIND?" said Kyle.

"So go off into a corner and masturbate or something," Daf suggested, as she examined her fingernails.

That got Kyle's attention.

"Excuse me?" he asked.

Daf glanced at him.

"Well, isn't that what guys do when they're bored and have nothing to do?" Daf asked, nonchalantly.

"No, sweets, just your boyfriend," Kyle told her.

"You two can never just have a civil conversation, can you?" Connie asked, propping herself up on her elbow.

"Where's the fun in that?" Kyle asked.

"Well, at least my boyfriend's had sex, unlike you, I'm assuming," said Daf.

"One, he's your ex boyfriend," Kyle told her, "and two, the sex must not've been that good, otherwise he wouldn't be masturbating, would he?"

"What makes you think it's 'ex boyfriend'?" Daf asked.

"Well, it's Sean, right?" Kyle asked.

"Yeah."

"Well, I hate to tell ya, but you two aren't making the Cutest Couple list for today," said Kyle. "you two came in yelling at each other, you've been glaring at each other since you got in here, face it, you're done."

"Couples fight all the time, we're in a rut, that's all!" Daf insisted.

Kyle snorted, and glanced back at Connie.

"All hail, Cleopatra," he gestured to Daf, "queen of Denial."

"It's already all over school, y'know," Connie told her. "Daf Pearson and Sean Dawson – Splitsville."

"Well then the whole fuckin' school better get their facts straight!" Daf snapped, "because we are STILL TOGETHER!"

With that, she got up from her desk and stormed to the back of the library.

"So," Sean began, while trying to scrub a girl's phone number off the bathroom wall, "was it just my imagination, or was your friend Kyle kinda eyeing Daf earlier?"

"OK, first of all, stop scrubbing for a minute, if I can't read these phone numbers, they're no good to me," said Nick as he wrote the girl's phone number on his hand, "second of all, Kyle wasn't eyeing her, he was glaring at her. Thirdly, why do you care? She's your EX girlfriend."

"How do you know we broke up?" Sean asked, getting defensive.

"Well, y'know how cute couples are all sunshine – and – rainbows ? Ever since you two walked into this school this morning, it's been PAINFULLY obvious that your rainbows are all gray, and your sunshine is being blocked out by an eclipse," Nick told him.

"Eclipses don't last long," Sean reminded him.

"Yours will," said Nick.

"And what makes you think so, shit-head?" Sean asked, getting even more defensive and taking a step toward Nick. "What, you a psychic or something?"

"No," said Nick, "it's just obvious that you WANT this little eclipse of yours to last. And from my observations, what the Jock Heads and the Pom Pom Queens want, they usually get."

"Oh, is that what you think?" Sean asked," that my life is just that damn easy?"

Nick shrugged. "Any time you're willing to prove me wrong, let me know."

Nick went back to wiping down a mirror above the sink while Sean seemed to ponder this offer for a moment, then went back to scrubbing the permanent marker off the walls.

Suddenly, Nick stopped wiping the mirror.

"Whoa," he murmered, "I almost forgot!"

"Forgot what?" Sean asked as Nick pulled out a roll of duct tape from his jacket pocket. "No," he said, "never mind, I don't wanna know."

"That's fine by me, the less questions you ask, the less I have to hear you talk," Nick told him as he pulled off a fair – sized piece of tape from the roll and walked over to one of the urinals.

Sean watched, silently and curiously, as Nick put the tape over the drain of the urinal, sealing it. He then took a black marker out of his pocket, leaving Sean to wonder about just how many things he had hidden in that jacket, and he wrote something on the tape.

Nick stood up, satisfied, and turned back to Sean.

"OK," said Nick, "let's get back to work."

"Whoa, whoa, wait a second," Sean stopped him, "what did you just do?"

"You saw what I did," said Nick.

"Yes, but I don't understand why you did it," said Sean.

"I never said ya had to," said Nick.

Sean gave him a puzzled look and walked over to the urinal. He looked down at the drain and read what Nick had written on the tape.

"Ah geez," he said, glancing back up at Nick. " 'D.V. has VD'?"

Nick shrugged. "I'm starting to make it my calling card."

"But hasn't it already been done by Connie's dad?" Sean asked.

"Only once," said Nick, then he smiled, "and not on a urinal."

He then brushed past Sean and headed towards the bathroom door. Sean followed him, rolling his eyes.

When the two boys came out of the bathroom, Gus was there, waiting for them.

"What do y'know?" he said, checking his watch. "Sean Dawson and Nick Harrison…on time, for once."

"Sorry to disappoint ya, Gus - Gus," said Nick.

"Gus - Gus…" muttered Sean, "so there's so much of you, they had to name you twice?"

Nick stifled a laugh and Gus glared at the two boys.

"Watch it, kid," snarled Gus, "I can issue detentions, too, y'know."

Sean just shrugged.

"So…" Gus continued,"everything go OK in there? You cleaned up everything, right?"

Nick and Sean glanced at each other.

"Gus - Gus, I promise you," said Nick, "you will now be able to take a piss without having to worry about any sort of bacteria latching onto Mr. Winkie ."

"Ah, geez…!" Sean muttered.

"Harrison, you're this close to comin' back here next Saturday," Gus told him.

"Gus, I'm already comin' back here next Saturday," Nick replied.

This seemed to surprise Gus for a moment, but he recovered quickly.

"Well, fine, I guess that saves me any paperwork," he said, then he glanced at Sean.

"So, was the punk tellin' the truth?" the janitor asked.

"Punk…" Nick mumbled, "that's one hell of a promotion from 'Stupid Waste of Oxygen'."

The other two ignored him.

"Telling the truth about what?" Sean asked. "Coming here next Saturday?"

"No, that everything's…clean in there," said Gus. "Y'know, I expect everything to be spick, span, and gleaming in that bathroom. And having your word saves me inspection time."

Sean cast a casual – looking glance over at Nick, Nick just shrugged, so Sean turned back to Gus.

"He was telling the truth, in his own…unique way," said Sean. "We got it all covered."

Gus nodded, and started walking down the hall.

"…Including urinal drains," muttered Nick.

Sean elbowed him in the ribs and they followed Gus.

"I had almost forgotten that you're only supposed to be gone an hour," said Gus, "so you'll only be doin' one more bathroom, then I'll take ya back to the library."

"You're the boss, big guy,' said Nick.

Back in the library, Connie noticed Kyle flipping through the old Shermer yearbook that Nick had brought out.

"Find anything interesting?" Connie asked, walking over to Kyle's desk.

"Yeah," Kyle answered, "my mom."

Connie leaned in and looked over Kyle's shoulder at the picture. Daf, also curious, came over and looked over Kyle's other shoulder.

What they were looking at was a small black and white photograph of a girl who looked neither happy nor sad, her dark hair wasn't styled like any of the other girls in her class, and her long bangs created a shadow over her eyes.

Little did any of them know that they were staring into the eyes of a true basket case.

DUN DUN DUN!

I know how much you all LOVE cliffhangers, so i thought I'd give you one, seeing as it's been a while since i last updated. But hopefully, it won't take as long for the next chapter, seing as how it's summer and I now have more time on my hands. AndI know it's not the most exciting chapter, or the big long chapter you were all hhoping for, but my brain is kinda drained right now, so i just gave you what i could.

Thanks so much for your patience and all your great reviews!

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