The Breakfast Bunch (Jade and Beck are together since this was before TWC)
We were in Sikowitz's class, but Sikowitz was sick or dead or missing or something, so he had a prickly, boring substitute. Me and Beck were sitting by each other with our hand loosely intertwined. I leaned back into the tiny plastic school chair and cracked my back over the edges. Unfortunately, I'm not the most athletic or coordinated person on the planet, and tipped back in my chair, causing a thump as I fell on my back and a bunch of laughter. Even Beck was suppressing a smile, but he grabbed my hand and pulled me back up. I scowled at everyone who was giggling.
"Miss West, are you done distracting the class?" Mrs. Cooper, the sub, asked with crossed arms. She was a stereotypical substitute. Pulled up bun, glasses, long grey skirt. Pretty much the opposite of Sikowitz. And I liked Sikowitz. I smoothed my hair and gave her a bittersweet smile.
"I can dance if you want. It might distract from your horrible teaching methods." I said sarcastically. Beck nudged me with his elbow but I ignored him.
"Excuse me?" She asked, taken aback. I sat up straight.
"You no speak English? You're a sucky teacher! I'm bored and so is the rest of the class!" I said purposefully obnoxious.
She blushed and bowed her head, looking down at the book titled 'acting for novices' in her hand. She scurried over to her desk and talked quietly on the phone for a few moments.
"Miss West, the vice principal wants you to go to his office," Mrs. Cooper said quietly.
"And I want this class to be over in the next two minutes. Sometime you don't get what you want." I said in a monotone, picking at my nails. Half the class was grinning, and even calm and cool, always on the side of justice Beck was about to laugh.
"Well then I guess he'll have to come here. Now, uh, Tori, Andre? Mr. Sikowitz wanted me to tell you to perform your scene you have been rehearsing." Mrs. Cooper said. Tori and Andre stood up and started their scene, only to be interrupted my best friend. Vice Principal Dickers.
"Jade West. This is the third time this week." He said, pulling a chair beside me and Beck.
"It gets better every time." I said sarcastically. Beck stifled a laugh.
"Saturday detention."
"How about Lunch detention and a hug?" I offered.
"No."
I sighed. "Kay. Me and you bright and early Principal Dicky." I said, play punching his arm. "Looks like no morning sex," I grinned, turning to Beck.
He blushed a deep crimson as the class laughed.
"No, no. In fact, Beck, why don't you come to? You and Jade both seem to be repeat offenders of our no PDA rule. I think it's time to serve your punishment."
Beck groaned. "Jaaade."
"Can I come?" Cat squealed.
"Sure. Anyone else?" Mr. Dickers asked.
"Robbie can come!" Cat giggled.
"What? No!" Robbie shouted.
"No, Robbie you come too." Vice Principal laughed. Robbie pouted in his seat.
"I think Tori should come," I raised my hand and smirked at the Latina who was shaking her head vigorously.
"You think so?"
"Yeah. She's a bad girl." I said in a pouty voice.
"No! I'm a very very good girl. I haven't been to detention before," Tori said nervously.
"There's a first time for anything. Tori and Andre, you guys come too."
Tori and Andre groaned, and I smiled happily.
"How the hell did you manage from just you getting detention to all of us?" Beck groaned.
"It's one of my many talents."
LINE BREAK
I rolled over in bed the next morning as the alarm rang, knocking Beck off the twin sized RV bed.
"Owww," He moaned, getting up and yawning.
"I can't believe we're waking up at 8 on a Saturday," I mumbled. Beck nodded and took off his shirt, changing into his clothes for the day.
I buried my head in a pillow and closed my eyes, but Beck pulled me off the bed.
"We better not be late. I don't want to have to do this again next Saturday." He said.
I nodded and yawned, but got up. Beck threw me some clothes from the drawer and I sleepily pulled off my pajamas. Beck was going through his hair when got a good look at what he picked out for me to wear.
"We're going to school." I said, throwing back at him the much-too-skimpy skirt.
Beck put a puppy dog face on. "I need something to look at all day." He smiled.
I rolled my eyes. "Toss me some tights. It's cold out," I said. He shrugged and gave me the tight, and I pulled on my skirt. I put on a tank top and a large, loose fitting shirt, which Beck frowned at.
"Something wrong?" I asked, applying makeup.
"You have so many other shirts that look so nice on you," Beck smiled.
"In other words, I have so many other shirts that allow you to see my tits all day?"
Beck nodded and I laughed. "Suck it up. This one's comfy."
Beck frowned and I plugged in my curling iron.
"We should curl your hair," I smiled, twirling a piece of Beck's hair in my hands.
"I'd look like Robbie."
"It's a way to get girls to stop staring at you."
"No."
"Can we straighten your hair?" I asked.
"It's already semi-straight." Beck whined.
"I'm bringing my flat iron to detention in case I get bored," I said, throwing the flat iron in my bag.
"Great."
"Let's go!" I said, clipping in my extensions then dragging him out the door.
"Why are you so excited for detention?" Beck groaned.
"I go a lot. I've made a bunch of friends." I said, hopping in the passenger seat of his truck.
"Like who?" Beck asked. He started the car and we drove off. We stopped at Jet Brew to get coffee, and Beck peeked in the backseat and pulled out a long jacket.
"Looky!" HE grinned.
"You are not wearing that," I laughed, taking the heavy cloth in my hands and running my fingers across it.
"It's cool! I wear it all the time in Canada," Beck said.
"It's L.A.! The low is like 47 in the middle of winter!" I laughed, throwing my head back. Beck slipped the jacket around him and raised his eyebrows.
"Whatcha think?"
I looked at him. He had a dorky grin on his face. I say he's never looked cuter, but I'm not telling him that.
"You look like a rapist."
"No. Look in the glove box. If I put those on I'll look like one."
I reached in the glove box and pulled out 2 black fingerless gloves. I raised my eyebrows and handed it to him. He slipped them on and we both remained silent for a few moments before bursting out laughing.
"You look gay," I said between sips of coffee.
"We prefer fashionable," Beck joked in a high pitched voice.
"Drive now," I laughed, rolling my eyes.
We drove to school and walked inside. He walked longer strides, and they seemed even longer now that he had the long coat. I smirked and stayed behind him, and walked into the main hall where everybody already was. Tori was biting her lip, and looked nervous.
"It's detention Vega. Not the holocaust." I yelled.
Tori jumped. "I've just never been to detention before."
"We know," I said, rolling my eyes.
"Who runs detention?" Tori asked.
"Vice Principal-" Rex started.
"Dickers," I muttered, pointing to the front office where he was coming out.
"Welcome to detention," he smirked.
"Where's everyone else that's normally here?" I asked, taking a sip of coffee.
"Beck, Jade. Give me the drinks. And everyone else is doing community service, which is where you'll be in a second," Principal Dickers spat.
"I'm not done yet," I sassed, taking a long and deep gulp.
He ripped it out of my hands as well as Beck's and I rolled my eyes.
"Now. Come to the LIBRARY. Where you have to be QUIET." Principal said with wide crazy eyes. I gave him a weird look and everyone followed him to the library. Wait. We had a library? Oh yeah. Me and Beck had sex in there once…I remember that statue.
Beck seemed to be thinking the same thing because he winked at me. Me and Beck sat down at a two seated table, and immediately pulled out our phones. Tori, Robbie, Andre, and Cat did the same.
"Phones. Now."
I took Beck's phone and chucked it at Vice Principal Dickers face, landing with a thud on his chest, again due to my lack of athleticism and coordination.
"West." He said in a menacing tone, walking towards me.
"Actually, you're walking towards the east," Robbie interjected. "According to my pear pad, west is that way," he pointed to the opposite direction.
"I don't need your sass." He spat.
He snatched my phone. "I've got my eye on you West."
"Sir, then you need to look that way," Cat giggled, pointing towards the west.
"JADE WEST! For crying out loud! I'm leaving!" He screamed, running out of the room.
We stayed in silence a few moments. Beck was tracing patterns on my hand, and I was staring at Andre's arms. Damn. He had some big biceps. Beck kicked my leg.
"Ow," I said plainly, not putting much emotion in it.
"Stop staring at Andre." He whispered.
"Have you seen your arms Beck? I think mine might be thicker than yours," I sighed, snapping my gaze to Beck and smiled sweetly. I pecked his lips and he softened up again.
"So whatcha guys wanna do?" I asked, clapping my hands together and scooting my chair out before standing up.
"He said absolutely no talking," Tori said, putting a finger to her lips. I rolled my eyes.
"Ten bucks he's in his office watching porn. Now seriously. I'm hungry," I said, getting up.
"I kinda am too," Tori admitted.
"Unless you guys want warm tuna, then we need to think of a way to get out of here." I said. I started thinking.
"Maybe we don't have to leave because we might get caught." Tori said.
"Then how else are we going to get food?" Andre asked.
Tori's face fell, but it brightened up a second later. "Trina!"
"She's going to attract attention because she'll wear 8 inch heels and then make noise when she falls on her face!" I shouted.
"Chill." Beck said quietly. I stuck my tongue out and sat back in my seat.
"How are we even going to call Trina if nobody has their phones?" Robbie asked.
"We can just use the library phone Curly." I rolled my eyes.
"My hair is naturally curly! I can't help it!" Robbie said. I perked up when I remembered the straightening iron I placed in my bag earlier. I reached in my bag and fished around for it. I pulled it out a second later and grinned.
"No." Robbie said, slowly backing away from me.
"Yes." I grinned.
"I don't trust you with hot things near my head! Beck! Back me up!" Robbie said, running away from me when I chased after him.
"Hehe. Beck, back Beck back Beck back!" Cat giggled.
"Jade, maybe Robbie likes the way he looks," Beck said, grabbing my wrists. I narrowed my eyebrows.
"How? It's almost as bad as Sinjin!"
"Let's compromise. I'll straighten Robbie's hair." Beck said. I sighed.
"Or we cannot straighten my hair at all!" Robbie offered.
Beck turned to him, "You know it's going to happen. Do you want her or me to do it?"
Robbie sighed. "You."
A few hours later we were enjoying tacos and watching in amusement when Beck and Andre tried to figure out how to work a straitening iron. When they finally finished, Robbie looked a lot better. Like, half as hot as Beck. Which was something compared to the zero he was before. If anybody looked impressed though, it was Cat.
"Cat?"
"Whaty?"
"Do you like Robbie?"
"I like everybody!"
"You know what I mean."
Cat shrugged. "Kinda. But Rex is mean."
"I can flush Rex down the toilet."
"Oh."
I sighed. "Cat go for it. You're not going to get a boyfriend by sitting around."
"But I'm cute." Cat giggled.
"You're annoying. Now go!" I said, giving her a push.
Beck and Andre slowly backed away from Robbie and him and Cat talked quietly.
"What's going on there?" Beck asked.
"I played cupid." I said, patting the spot next to me. Beck sat down and wrapped his arm around me.
"You suck at playing cupid." HE said plainly.
I shrugged. "Whatever."
We sat in pure silence. Tori was drawing on a piece of paper, Andre was beating a pencil on the desk and Cat and Robbie were still talking.
"Detentions almost over," I said, pointing to the clock.
"Yeah there's like 3 minutes left," Beck said, standing up and stretching.
"Let's go let Mr. Dickers know that we can go," Andre said. We walked out, leaving Cat and Robbie alone in the room.
"Yo Dicky!" I shouted once we got closer to his office.
"Do you want another detention?" Beck hissed. I snapped my mouth shut.
"It's 3 o'clock." Tori smiled once we got in his office. He quickly shut his laptop to make sure we didn't see what he was watching,
"Okay. Go. Whatever." He said quickly. I shrugged and ran back with Beck on my heels to find Cat.
I opened the library door quietly. Robbie and Cat were leaning in towards each other…
"Jadey!" Cat squealed, hopping away from Robbie. I groaned.
"We can go Cat."
"Yayy!"
We were on our way out when Cat giggled. "We should call ourselves the breakfast bunch, because we came at breakfast time, and we're a bunch!"
Tori patted her head quietly. "Okay Cat, Okay."
This one sucked. It was really hard to write.
Sorry :/ no flames please.
Sarah