This chapter was inspired by my crappy Wednesday. Hope you like. =D

Chapter 8: Crappy day

As soon as the passing bell rang, Jess felt utter relief. The pressure in his chest disappeared and as he packed up his things, he couldn't help but feel relieved for once that he had sixth period lunch. But he knew that he wasn't going to be free until he got out of creepy old Mrs. Hayes's line of vision.

But then again, he had lunch next so he had plenty of time to chill and recover from the shock of taking the hardest test in the world and from the fear that he had probably failed. But, then again, everybody in his class seemed to be thinking the same thing and were in a huge rush to get out of Mrs. Hayes's classroom almost as much as Jess was.

Jess handed his test to Mrs. Hayes and started to walk out of her class.

"Mr. Aarons, wait a minute, will you?" Mrs. Hayes called.

Jess tried to hold back the annoyed sigh that lingered on his lips as he turned around and walked back to Mrs. Hayes's desk. She looked up at him through her thick-rimmed glasses and Jess felt the temptation to just walk off but he didn't.

If he did, Mrs. Hayes would have his head. And then so would his parents and Jess knew he honestly didn't need anymore problems at home when he was really trying hard enough not to flunk school.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"The polite way to respond is 'yes, Mrs. Hayes?,' not 'yeah?'" Mrs. Hayes said mockingly.

Jess stood in front of her desk, silent, uninterested in her annoying ranting.

"Honestly, teens these days!" She said under her breath although Jess could clearly hear her word for word.

Jess fought the temptation to roll his eyes at her. Mrs. Hayes looked at his test paper and then back at him.

"Lately, your test scores have been pretty down. Have you been studying?" She asked.

"Yeah, I have." Jess said.

Mrs. Hayes gave him a suspicious look.

"If you are, you're obviously not studying hard enough." She said.

Jess sighed. Wonderful... Now not only did he get a lecture from his parents about his poor grades just last night but his crazy history teacher was also giving him the same lecture he had heard at home and regularly heard at school from her anyways.

"If you think you can slack off in my class, I'll make sure you're dead before that happens." Mrs. Hayes said threateningly.

Jess didn't say anything to the comment Mrs. Hayes just made.

"Mr. Aarons, if you don't study, you're really going to fail middle school and then you'll also fail high school later in life." Mrs. Hayes informed him.

As if he didn't know that already.

"I know, I know." Jess sighed. "I'm trying to bring up my grade but some things happened at home. I'll get it back up soon."

Mrs. Hayes obviously didn't listen to a word he said, but it didn't surprise Jess at all.

"If you're struggling, you should go ask Miss Monroe or Mr. Hoager for help. I'm sure they'll go out of their way to help you." Mrs. Hayes said.

Jess almost died right then. Ask Kaytee and Scott for help? Ask the twin devils for help to raise his grade? Hell no! He'd rather fail history and have to live like a homeless man for the rest of his life.

"I don't know them too well." Jess lied. "I'm not too sure if they'd appreciate me taking up their time."

He wasn't really lying but he didn't want to go ask his enemy since sixth grade or his eccentric neighbor for help. Jess didn't want to look hopeless and he didn't want to give Scott a new idea on how to make fun of him.

"It doesn't matter, Jess. Plus, if you have the chance to ask for help, do it." Mrs. Hayes said. "I'll be expecting better class participation and more productive homework and classwork assignments from you. And make sure that grade goes up." Mrs. Hayes said.

"Okay, got it." Jess said.

Jess walked out of Mrs. Hayes's classroom before she could bring up another part of his already crappy performance in her class that he didn't want to hear about. However, waiting outside of the classroom for him were none other than, of course, Kaytee and Scott.

Scott smirked at Jess. Kaytee just stood by Scott, smiling at Jess. Jess didn't sense anything mischievous coming from Kaytee, who wore a purple, flower-patterned sundress, a pair of baggy black sweats that were stuffed into her knee-length cowgirl boots and a gray hoodie that looked like it was sewn together by an amateur. But then again, everything Kaytee wore looked like it was sewn by hand by somebody who had little to no experience in sewing.

Scott cracked his knuckles and then smirked at Jess again.

"Wanna fight?" He asked, getting all up in Jess's face.

Jess noticed his shirt said "beer pong king" on it. Jess scoffed at his shirt. So Scott was already drinking and getting hangovers. Nice. And probably because she was hanging out with him all the time, Kaytee probably was too.

"No, thanks." Jess said, brushing him off.

Scott backed away for a moment, making an irritated 'tsk' sound with his tongue.

"I heard you need help with studying for the old bat's class." Scott said tauntingly.

"Where'd you hear that from?" Jess asked, playing dumb.

"From that old witch's mouth, duh! We heard her lecturing you!" Kaytee added with a mischievous grin.

Jess glared at Kaytee, giving her a warning look that said "watch it."

"So? When do you want us to teach you the ABC's?" Scott asked mockingly. "How about after naptime?"

"Shut up, Hoager." Jess said.

"You think you're so tough-" Kaytee scoffed.

Jess glared at Kaytee.

"Trust me, I'd kick your ass too just if you weren't a girl." Jess said with a threatening tone of voice.

Scott stepped in front of Kaytee, crossing his arms across his chest.

"You're too much of a chicken to hit me, Aarons!" Scott said challengingly.

Jess rolled his eyes and pulled out his I-pod and turned it on.

"That's because I don't want to." He said dismissingly.

"So you are a chicken."

As soon it started to play music, he stuffed the headphones in his ears and smirked at Scott and Kaytee, making motions with his hands around his ears, mouthing that he couldn't hear them.

Scott sniffed and then spun around and stalked off with Kaytee following him down the long hallway. Jess rolled his eyes and headed outside into the schoolyard, music blasting in his ears. However, it didn't drown out the annoying voices of Kaytee, Scott and batty Mrs. Hayes.

Jess then hoped today wouldn't get any worse than it already was but something told him something was going to happen sometime today. He wasn't sure what was going to happen but he didn't have a good feeling about it either.

"Hey, you," a teacher said, pulling Jess over to the side.

"Yeah?" Jess asked, pulling out his headphones out of his ears.

The teacher pointed to his I-pod with a perfectly manicured, crystal clear nail.

"Turn it off." She said sternly.

"But its my lunch period." Jess said.

The woman shook her head and held out her hand.

"Turn it off or I'm going to have to take it away." She said.

Jess sighed and held the on/off button until the screen went black. The teacher nodded, satisfied. She smiled at him.

"You seem to be a good kid." She said. "Just don't use your I-pod in school, okay?"

Jess nodded. The teacher nodded as well.

"Alright, get going," she said.

The teacher headed back into her classroom, closing the door behind her. Jess stuffed his I-pod into his pocket and he started to walk towards the exit doors that would take him to the courtyard but shouting and cursing suddenly caught his attention.

For some reason, Jess ran in the direction of the yelling and found Kaytee and Scott trying to tear each other apart with good old-fashioned punches. Jess quickly tried to pull them apart and somehow managed to get a teacher's attention as well. The teacher, which just happened to be the Dean of Student Activities, the stern and frightening Mr. Hawkins. The only man who had a firm control of the school other than the principal.

"All three of you. In the discipline office. Now." He said sternly.

Jess walked in between Kaytee and Scott, hoping that they wouldn't try to fight over his head but neither of them even looked at each other. Jess groaned softly, suddenly wishing that he hadn't tried to break up the fight.

Now he was probably going to get interrogated and who knew what else.

Scott glared at him from the chair in the corner of the room and Kaytee glared back, her arms crossed across her chest, her face fixed in a scowl. Jess leaned back in his chair, nervously running his hands through his hair.

And that's how Jess found himself in the discipline office.

With two pissed off teens both giving him the stink-eye, Jess couldn't help but wonder if things couldn't get worse. But with the way his day was going, anything could happen so he reminded himself to not be surprised if the world ended right then.

But then again, Jess somehow felt that he'd rather have the world end than sit in the discipline office waiting for his turn at getting interrogated.

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