A/N - Thanks to everybody that reviewed! Oh, and when I said that my friend Shane broke his arm three years in a row, one being due to the swings, I wasn't talking about Shane Grey. I was referring to one of my real-life friends named Shane. And that story's true. The dude's weird… who breaks their arm that much?
Disclaimer - I do not own Camp Rock or any of its characters. Yeah yeah, the JoBros wear purity rings and blah blah blah. Blah.
Monday. Today was officially the worst day of the week. Don't you guys hate Mondays? The only thing that I look forward to on Mondays is Monday night RAW, but I'm starting to get tired of wrestling. I mean, it's so fake. John Cena's the most obvious faker. (A/N - Seriously, look at the You Can't See Me and Five Knuckle Shuffle. He made me get bored of the WWE.) Twenty minutes later, I was at my bus stop talking with Nicole.
"I'm in for a shitty day" I say to her.
"Is it because it's Monday?" she asks me.
"No. I went to football practice, thanks to you for deserting me. The cheerleaders look pissed" I replied.
"Wait, why would they be so pissed at you? All you did was mess with Shane's hair." Oh yeah! I forgot to tell her!
"That, and I got Morgan suspended when she slapped me and avoided the blue paint trick the bitches tried playing on me at the party" I told her. "Wait, Mr. Wendler did. I was just protecting myself."
"Funny how our middle school lives were totally boring, but now you've got almost the entire female population plotting revenge against you" Nicole calmly said to me.
"Gee, thanks for making me feel better" I sarcastically said to her as our bus pulled up. "Love ya, too!" she happily said as we walked up those stairs and took a seat in the front. A paper ball flew into my lap. I was about to throw it into the wastebasket but decided to open it up. The paper, written obviously in a girl's handwriting, said "Leave Shane alone. He fucking hates you, ho." Uh, last time I checked, Shane didn't hate me if he let me touch his car, and I am SO not a ho. Who the fuck wrote this? Probably one of his female zombie followers.
I'm unfazed by that message as I get to my locker. Fortunately, there was nothing in it waiting to scare the living shit out of me. I was expecting a frog or something. Haha, I would so freak if it was a frog. I've already had nightmares about dissecting those things. No need to have a confrontation. As I sat down in my seat in homeroom, Nate says "Hey, Jenny! What's going on?" He's smiling now. The girls in homeroom are glaring at me in jealousy. All he did was say hi to me, seriously. Nothing big. I answer him "Oh, hey Nate. I saw you guys at football practice on Saturday." He looks surprised at this, and asks me "Wait, how come I didn't see you, and how'd you get there?" I'm not surprised that Shane didn't tell Nate about our small get-together. I answer another one his questions and say "I hid in the trees because the cheerleaders were talking about me and I think that if they saw me, they would've started shit. Oh, and Shane drove me there." Nate breaks the pencil he was holding in his hand. Whoa, does the dude have anger management issues?
"Aww, poor pencil. Only the good ones die young" I humored Nate. He turned to face me and looked me in the eyes. He didn't look amused. In fact, he looked pretty aggravated. "Are you okay?" I ask him. He forces a smile and reluctantly says "Yeah, I'm fine. Totally fine. Never been better." Funny how Nate and Shane get all pissed when I mention to them about the other. At least it's amusing to me. Before I could say anything to him again, the bell rang. Why does it ring at all the wrong moments? I get up out of my seat and head to Phys. Ed. We'd be changing our clothes today. Our district has gym uniforms that consist of baggy orange and green t-shirts and black shorts with the school name on it. The t-shirt has this retarded looking tiger on the front.
I rushed and changed as fast as I could and entered the gym. I was the only girl there. Most of the girls' uniforms are super tight, but mine were kind of baggy. I liked being comfy. Even the sluts could make the uniforms slutty, even if they were meant for being the total opposite. I sit down in my squad with the other guys. Shane walks towards me and sits right next to me. "Shane, this isn't your squad. Get out" I say to him. He replies "I don't feel like it, and you can't make me." He then tries flexing his biceps, trying to look hot. I think that he looks like a fool. I hear some girls giggling when he did this. Oh, finally they come out. They take forever in the locker room.
"See? Those other girls get excited when I do the littlest things. Why don't you?" he asks me. I replied, irritated "Because I actually have a brain. You're just some normal guy, you know?" He sighs and almost inaudibly whispers "At least one girl thinks so." He ruffles my hair as he walks to his own squad. Okay, hair ruffling? It's a step up from flashing me, though. Right? Of course, only I would think that. We were going outside to play field hockey today. We had a choice to either do that, run around the track, or just laze around and talk to our friends. My friend just had to be at the other gym.
I sit down in the bleachers with my chin in my hand, looking majorly bored. I refuse to play field hockey. The sticks scare me and they don't give you shin guards. My shins have been through enough torture for a lifetime. Morgan and her group of friends were sitting by the logs, talking to each other and flirting with boys. Ugh, flirting disgusts me. I was hoping to make those cheerleaders hate me less. I walked down the bleachers and over to Morgan. As I got there, the guys left and Erica and Cassie were glaring at me. Morgan was looking pissed. I breathe in a deep breath and say "Morgan, I'm really sorry for making you miss the party and blemishing your permanent record. I'm sorry that I poured water ice down Shane's head, but if I can't get revenge, I go crazy. This stuff was none of your business in the first place, so stay out of my shit and leave me alone."
Before they could reply to my "apology" and "warning", Shane popped up out of nowhere. "AHH!" I screamed. "Ouch, don't break my ear drums" Shane says to me. "So, what's going on?" he asked Morgan. She smiled, then said "This bitch here just like, totally told me off. I mean, she got my fucking suspended, and now she's all like, it wasn't your business in the first place and stay out of my shit." Shane put his arm around my shoulders, but I shrugged it off. After frowning at me, he says to Morgan "Well, it really wasn't your business in the first place, and it's your fault you got suspended. Leave her alone, she's my friend now." Hold on, what!? He just told Morgan that I was his friend. Wait, am I his friend?
"Uh, I am?" I ask him. "Yeah, of course" he replied. I'm still dumbfounded as I ask him "So getting in your car for a couple minutes instantly means that I'm your friend?" I hear the girls gasp at this as Shane said "Well, yeah. I don't let girls in my car. You're the first." Oh my God! He didn't let girls touch his car, but he actually let me ride in it. What does this mean? "What the fuck?!" Cassie yelled. Erica continued "You let that bitch in your car, but you wouldn't let us?! Even after I gave you awesome head?!" Okay, perfect place to say TMI. "Well, she's not a slut. And you're really not good at blowing" he replied to Erica. She looked horrified as he dragged me to his group of jock friends.
After we stopped walking, I ask him "Not really good at giving head, huh?" He laughed and says "Well, she was the best, but she still sucked." I smirk and ask "Pun intended?" He replies "Definitely." All his friends were looking at us like we were freaks. Shane then said to them "Hey guys, this is my new friend Jenny." I hear one of the guys say "Is she a freshman?" then another one answer him "Yeah" then the first dude saying "Aw shit, then that'd be illegal then." Oh, what? I then decide to speak up and say to those two guys "I'm not Shane's fuck buddy, assholes." The second guy stutters. I guess Shane having female friends that weren't his fuck buddies were a rarity?
I don't talk much to Nicole in Biology and space out in Spanish. I'm still spacey sitting at my lunch table eating with Nicole when I hear some chairs pull out beside us. I look up to see Nate and Shane fighting for the seat next to me. "I was here first" Nate said. "No, I was" Shane yelled back. I decide to end their verbal skirmish and say "Shane, sit next to Nicole." Shane unwillingly does so while Nicole gives me a confused look. I give her the "I'm taking revenge on you" look. Does such a thing exist? I'm pretty sure it does since she gives me a look of understanding. Nate happily takes his seat next to me, but I don't feel like greeting him.
Shane is the first to speak and asks "Are you guys always quiet like this during lunch?" I answer him saying "No, we're just too lazy to talk since you guys are here." Nate then asks Nicole and I "You guys coming to our game on Friday? It's the first of the season." Nicole asks him "Who's it against?" Nate replies "Hartford." Oh, Hartford and Green Oak didn't have a rivalry or anything. Or, at least I didn't think so. Shane then says "We are so kicking their asses." I still don't say anything and continue eating my burger. Ten minutes before lunch period ends, I throw away my trash and Nicole goes with me to the bathroom. I didn't go in there to pee, I went in there to get away from the guys.
"Are you avoiding them, Jenner?" Nicole asks me once we make it inside. I answer her "I guess so. They've both started to act a bit weird." She contemplates this for a while, then points out to me "I think they're vying for your attention." I ask her "Why would they?" She purses her lips together and says "Hmm, I dunno. Hey, we should get to class." I numbly walk to my Geometry class. I was one of the first ones there. After five minutes, everyone in the class was in their seats. Wow, I'm surprised the class is behaving today. The teacher Mr. Edwards is walking around nervously and says to us "Okay, guys. I have this small group project that will be due next week. It's only about mapping your house down to scale, ok? Really simple, to get the gears in your brains working again." Hmm, this project seemed pretty easy. He started reading off the group names, which I noticed were in alphabetical order, and groups of three. He assigned the group one of the person's houses.
Of course, Nate, Shane and I ended up in the same group. Shane's house got picked. Of course he and Nate live together, that's just what Mr. Edwards said. Oh shit, I finally realize to myself. This project doesn't seem so easy anymore. Their house is HUGE. How can we draw that down to scale? I think I'm about to enter hell. Somebody pray for me?
A/N - That's the easiest Geometry project I can think of. If it was Jenny's house, the guys would have to come over, and that could cause a bit of drama. But Jenny's house is too easy. If I choose Nate/Shane's house, they would be spending A LOT more time together. Wink wink.
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