"—aspects of Roman culture still survive today. Look around you, the arch, the shower, our government. All of those can be traced back to Rome. Andre, you and the others need to channel the energy from that era…"

We need to find a way to channel our boredom in a creative way.

Well, maybe not boredom. Apathy more like. This play fights against all of our instincts.

"—HEY!"

I jumped into the air, snapped out of my reverie by Sikowitz yelling.

"Hey!" Beck snapped, as several other people in the back started picking themselves up off the floor.

"What was that for?" A brunette snapped as Cat came at me for a hug.

"Pay attention! Jeez, you guys cannot focus." Sikowitz snapped back at us.

"Maybe its because this play is against what we stand for as people!" Cat blasted him.

Several people gasped audibly, and Sikowitz quickly looked shocked.

I quickly grabbed her shoulder and put some pressure in my grip, trying to tell her to calm down.

"That shouldn't inhibit your focus or your ability to act well." Sikowitz said plainly.

"But—"

"No buts Ms. Valentine. Now…" He clapped his hands together. "Quit screwing around and start taking this seriously. Go." On that note, he strode off the podium and towards the corner of the room.

"But you were lecturing sir." Lola said, as we all sat, kind of shocked at how angry Sikowitz sounded. I didn't know he had a temper!

"Do what you kids do best, use your smartphones. Your lack of desire for this project has me burnt out."

"Uhh…" I sputter out, as he pulled a book out of his bag.

"O…k?" Tori said, clearly unsure what to do.

A few moments passed, as a few people took out their phones, while others, including me, Jade, and Lola didn't do anything but look at him.

Buzz Buzz.

What do we do? And what do I do to stop people from staring at me? They look mad Robbie! -Cat

Sigh.

"I guess do what he said. And you can't control what anyone else does sweetheart. Just mess around on your phone."

I can see what she's seeing, and feeling. There are a lot of people staring angrily at her, and the sad thing is, I can understand where they are coming from. She's the one that snapped, setting him off and leading to this awkward silence of people looking at their phones.

Buzz Buzz.

Phoo.

I wish I could be sympathetic, but I don't. Everything that they feel is true. I wish it was some anonymous girl instead of my Cat, but unfortunately not.

"I know sweetheart."

Well, might as well actually look up Roman society.

I zaplooked 'Roman societal structure', and immediately got immersed in some pretty cool stuff. I didn't know that most of the governors before Caesar weren't in the highest money class. Which is nice. I wish we had more of that in America. Give the people someone to relate to. Maybe that why—

"Ok, class dismissed, see you next week." Sikowitz said, flatly, turning and exiting the room.

Immediately people burst into angry mutters, and the noise level quickly rose.

"Hey tomato girl, can you please keep your mouth shut?" Said one guy.

"Yeah, just be quiet." Another piped up.

"Hey!" Beck said, standing in front of them as Cat quickly gathered her stuff and dashed to me. The insults continued to fly as I escorted Cat to my car.

I heard her try to hold the tears back as I closed my door and reached for my seatbelt.

Sniff.

"It's ok sunshine, we're out of there." I said, trying to reassure her.

No response.

"You ok?" I asked, after pulling onto the main road.

"No." She said, sounding morose.

"Wanna talk about it?" I asked.

"I just want to know why they are so mad. It's a fair question." She said, sounding agitated at the end.

"Cat…sweetheart. I think they have accepted that this play won't be what they want it to be, and have moved on."

"Why?"

"Because they are paying good money to listen to what Sikowitz has to say and the assignments he has for us. And you unfortunately, in their mind, wasted their money. We were barely there for 30 minutes." I end bitterly.

"You sound like they agree with them." She said, sounding hurt.

"Cat, I—"

"Don't you 'Cat' me Robbie."

"Hey! They have a good point."

"How so? They did pay for what Sikowitz's class offered and you injected yourself into it."

"But this play is ridiculous and demeaning and horrible! Don't you have a problem with that?" She asked me, holding her arms out.

"I do, but Cat, I think that the time has passed for philosophical stands on this play. I think it's time to buckle down and get to work."

"So your fine with paying me off, while having an affair with another woman while married in this play?" She sounded appalled.

"No, but I have accepted that I can't change it at this stage in the game."

"Fine, but that doesn't explain why they are so mad."

"Simple, again, they are paying for the class and you disrespected Sikowitz to the point he cut class an hour and a half early. It's a waste of everyone's time!" I said, unable to hold my irritation back.

"Oh, I disrespected him you say?" She responded.

"Yes Cat. That's not really debatable at this point."

"Explain."

"Well, he was making a critique of us as a class and you yelled back. That's disrespectful."

"But it was applicable and a valid argument!"

"You know you can't do that though!" I groan as I pull into our driveway.

"But it's a valid argument!"

"CAT!" I yell, beyond annoyed at her constant badgering. "You messed up ok? You really upset Sikowitz. You need to get that you can't just disrespect him like that. Or anyone."

"Are you yelling at me?" She took a step to me as I unlocked the door.

"No, I'm trying to get this point thru your thick head!" I snap.

She closed the door behind me with a bang, and it bounced in the frame.

She slammed it really hard. Wow.

"OK! That's it! Quit insulting me Robbie Shapiro! I'm only doing what I think is right!"

"But you are wrong! Can't you see that? You're acting like a 12 year old!"

Her already red face quickly went scarlet.

"BYE! I'm out of here! Quit yelling at me Robbie!"

"Fine! Come back when you realize you messed up!" I say acidically as she blew right by me, this time slamming the door so hard it bounced right out of it's frame.

OMG! She's so freaking stubborn it kills me sometimes! I hate it when she's like this! She never ever gives in!

She's never actually gotten worked up to the point of her leaving.

Wait…

…

Oh crap.

"Fine! Come back when you realize you messed up!"

…

Oh man.

I…I think I messed up worse than her.

I can see it now. She's going to not come off her high horse, then freak about me saying that and worry that I don't love her anymore.

Which of course isn't true. I hate to use the crutch, but all couples have disagreements.

That's all this is, a disagreement.

Right?

Cat POV

…

I hope she's not busy. I don't want to go to Tori's.

Knock Knock.

I hear footsteps. That's a good sign.

The door opened to Jade with a spatula in her hand.

"Hey there Ca—Why's your mascara ruined? Are you ok? Why are you crying?" She said quickly, moving towards me.

I step to her and can't hold my tears back any longer.

I burst into tears, right there on her front porch.

I think we have a problem.

(A/N: So…hi. I'm taking the reviews from last chapter as a sign of discontent with how this is going down. And I'm taking all the responsibility for saying I'd be quicker with the chapters, then not updating for a while. That's why nobody reviewed. I understand and I'm sorry about that. I will be faster, but no promises I might not be able to keep. It's finals week after all. I'll try to get another couple up before the end of next week. Hope you liked the chapter.)