A/N Ok, so before the drama breaks loose about Emma, a little bit of dramatic happiness, Yayness!

Chapter 17 Before the chips fall

Jamie;

Call me stupid but I didn't get school politics, they tried to explain it to me but I just didn't get it. Why couldn't people just be nice and get along, or at least pretend to get along. Another class of easy cooking and I was with Punk again, making muffins, I love muffins. In fact one day, I'm gonna invent a muffin button, hey if Izzy can have a heaven gun that can shoot God outta the sky, why can't I have a muffin button. While I worked with Punk, I whistled some song, it made him smile and shake his head at me, see, why can't people just be happy and get along? Why must people be bitches to each other?

"Jamie, I think you can pull the muffins out now." Punk supplied, I was getting confused again, not at the muffins or the cooking, but at the fact that Punk was being nice to me, I had no idea why but I liked it. Liked it alot, he smiled at me and it made goosebumps appear, he talked to me and it just made me bounce with happiness. I was making a friend! I had trouble making friends, people didn't like my injury, they said it made me different. And in this school, different was bad. I pulled the muffins out and put them on the cooling rack, when he came near me I forgot everything, including the fact that the muffins were hot. I went take one out and burnt my finger,

"The muffins hurt me Punk!"

"There hot Jamie, no touchy touchy" He pointed his finger at me, it made me laugh, sure it could of been offensive but his smile made it better, he was playing a joke on me, at least thats what I hoped. Punk put on the oven gloves and tipped the tray upside down and let the muffins cool on a wire rack. I went to touch them again but he gently pushed my hand away, why is it that when he touched me, I felt a wild fire spread up my arm, it went from the fingers and spread up my arm until it was all over my body. I wanted him to touch me again, all over. Until it lost all meaning.

"Not yet, wait til there cool."

"But I want one now" I pouted making him laugh again.

"You can have one as soon as they are packed up, now we have six, how many would you like?"

I liked how he did that, always asked me how many I wanted, he knew that I liked to share with my sisters, it was proof that I could make something without screwing it up. Plus it made Izzy nicer.

"Um four please, wait, does that mean you miss out?"

"Six minus four is two Jamie"

Yes I had to count on my fingers to make sure he was right, my maths wasn't my strong point, neither was my memory, I had my strengths, maths just wasn't it. "Ok you're right. Are you sure you don't mind?"

"I'm not really a muffin sorta guy"

"Do you eat anything fun?"

"I have been known to eat the odd chocolate bar"

"I lurrrve chocolate, especially the white little buttons. So good!"

Punk laughed as we packed up and cleaned up our station. It didn't take too long, it helped that we were getting along. After class I took my backpack and headed out the door, he went back to his blonde horse and kissed her cheek. She didn't look very happy with him, but thats ok, it wasn't my problem. She cornered me before I could make a clean get away, Punk no where in sight, but she had two of her friends with her, they were twins I noticed, ugly twins. Sorry thats mean, but they were ugly, way too much make up.

"Jamie I know your 'special' and you don't understand properly" Horse-face spoke to me, I knew that tone, I wasn't as dumb as she thought or maybe thats what you get when Iziah is your sister, she takes the time to explain all the evilness, so I could reconize it for myself.

"What am I not understanding?"

"I want you to stay away from my man" She stepped closer making me retreat into the wall, I didn't like how close she was. Her fake boobs pressing right up against me. As for this mysterious man, I had no clue what the hell she was going on about.

"Look I'm very flattered at your invite, but I'm not interested, so please stop being so close to me"

She let out a laugh, why was she laughing? I wasn't making a joke, she held no interest to me so why the hell was she pressing her boobs against me?

"Oh you are so cute!" She pinched my cheek like my great nana used to do, before she got sick and died. I didn't like it then and I don't like it now. I slapped her hand away,

"Don't do that, I don't like it"

"Oh look Brie! She has some of her sister's spunk, how cute!"

I just looked at them, wondering what the hell was going on, this conversation couldn't get any weirder. Unless of course something really weird happened, like a muffin button. Thats the life long dream.

"Ok if this conversation is done, I'll be seeing you later" I tried to move but the horse pushed me back into the wall, my back hit it really hard which of course made me yelp in pain.

Her face was inches from mine, those ugly features face to face, it was an ugly dose I could've done without if I'm honest, which I always try to be. "I mean it Jamie, stay away from my boyfriend, because if you don't, well its a big school, accidents happen"

I pushed her away as hard as I could, she tumbled into her friends shocked, shocked that I did that.

"I don't know what you're on about but I suggest you stop throwin your weight around, because you're fat and that would really hurt some people" I flashed her a grin, it made sense to me and clearly it did to her as well because her face went all angry-like, like Iziah's face when she realised that another person on the planet was breathing her oxygen.

I skipped all the way to the lunch room, I had my muffins and now all I had to do was sit down and eat. I couldn't wait to tell the others what had happened, they would be so proud. I had stood up for myself and kicked some major slutty booty. Good day right now. They weren't at the usual table, which was slightly odd. I didn't want to sit by myself but maybe I had no option in that. I looked around at wondered if anyone would mind if I just joined their table, this is where the politics came in, I wasn't welcome at certain tables, I don't even know why. Near the back I saw two girls sitting by themselves, a small mousy girl with brown hair and glasses, her friend was slightly bigger and had two tone hair. The top was blonde and underneath was black, it looked so awesome that I had an urge to run my fingers through it. I took myself to their table and plopped down beside the small girl, now that was I up close I took her in properly, she was really pretty.

"Um is there your a reason you're sitting here?" They flicked looks at each other as I took out my muffins, was I meant to offer them one? I don't know but I didn't really want too, they were for Harm, Iz, and Rae, and of course one for me, Jim-Jam.

"Yeah, no where else to sit." I looked at them both, I still didn't get why they were by themselves, they looked perfectly nice. "So whats your names?"

They didn't say anything, they just looked at each other, and thats when I noticed people staring again, pointing and gasping and saying all kinds of shocked things like how I was sitting with them. What the hell is the big deal?

"You shouldn't sit there,"

"Why not?" I looked at them hoping that I would get a straight answer.

"We're not..." She started but trailed off, luckily two tone and kinda hot took over cutting through all treacle and making no bones about it,

"We're the poor girls, second hand clothing, living off food stamps, that kind of thing"

I just looked at them blankly, that had told me nothing, "And why can't I sit here?"

"Because people will start talking about you"

"There already doing that, but I figure I have a choice. I can either sit with the pricks that talk about me, and laugh at me or I can sit with two pretty girls who only fault so far is not tellin me your guy's names"

Finally they smiled, and thankfully introduced themselves, "I'm Aj and thats Kaitlyn"

"Jamie, but people call me Jim-Jam because hookers are comfortable around me"

I really liked having lunch with Aj and Kaitlyn, they were so nice and loverly. This day so far was the best in the history of good days, I've made three friends, made some muffins and pushed a horse over, see great day all around.