Back to School
Disclaimer: I do not own Johnny Test
So it's that lovely day again. I almost forgot it was Saturday when I woke up, but then I remembered and finished this up asap. Anyway, hope you all enjoy this.
September
Sissy waited for Johnny to pick her up that cloudy September morning. She didn't exactly know how to feel about starting her junior year of high school. Sissy looked her schedule over another time before she heard a honk, indicating Johnny had arrived. She bid her parents goodbye and walked outside and hopped in her boyfriend's car.
"Morning." Johnny said.
"Morning. So what class did you say you had first?" Sissy asked.
"American History. And you?" Johnny replied.
"I have European History." Sissy said.
"Well look at you being all smart." Johnny chuckled.
"Shut up, you know you could switch right?" Sissy asked.
"I know, but I wanted to take American History first." Johnny said shrugging. Sissy rolled her eyes as they pulled into the parking lot. The school grounds were littered with student, some lounging against the wall while others walked around aimlessly or with lost expressions on their faces.
"Freshmen." Johnny chuckled. Sissy rolled her eyes and got out of his car, followed by Johnny. As they walked to the building the received hateful stares and glares from some of their peers.
"I'm not surprised." Sissy sighed as they walked into the building.
"Yo! Sissy! Johnny! Wait up!" Tia's voice called out, making them both stop and turn around to see their friends running up to them.
"Happy first day of junior year!" Renee snickered.
"Yay only two years left. Can't wait!" Sissy said sarcastically.
"Smart ass." Johnny chuckled, wrapping his arms around her slender waist.
"Hands to yourself!" the annoying voice of Janet called out. Sissy rolled her eyes.
"And you're one to talk." Sissy replied. Janet stomped off, followed by her group of friends.
"Well, this year will be fun." Trisha said sarcastically. Sissy snickered as she and her friends all started walking around, finding their home rooms before the day even started. The bell rang, signaling that class was to start in five minutes. Johnny walked Sissy to her class, since his was just down the hall, kissed her lightly and then went to his own class. Sissy walked into the classroom smiling a little.
"Good morning class, today will be a bit boring since it's well the first day of class. We will be getting out text book for the year soon and then I will hand out the syllabus and go over it." The teacher said.
"Anyway, welcome to European history. I am Misses Gavelle, you teacher obviously." She said excitedly. Five minutes passed before the book room called them down to get their books. Walking out of the class in a single-file line down the hall to the book room Sissy could see that the American History class was returning from getting their books. After going through the line and typical text book receiving protocols they returned to class to listen to the teacher go over the syllabus. The bell rang for their second class, and Sissy wasn't exactly looking forward to what may await her in her physics class. She walked down the hall, only to jump when she felt someone grip her arm.
"Don't punch, it's me." Johnny said, calming Sissy for a moment.
"Next time, call out my name before doing that." Sissy breathed before her fingers were laced with his.
"Sorry. So, what's your next class?" Johnny asked.
"Physics with Mister Flell." Sissy said tiredly.
"Really, same here." Johnny chuckled. Sissy smiled as they walked into their physics class and took a seat near the middle of the class. As the students entered Sissy and Johnny were both on the lookout for friends or foes, and luckily, most of their friends had this class, along with a few acquaintances and total strangers, but they were just relieved that none of their most hated class mates entered. It was the same routine for their physics class; only the teacher seemed a little more hyper than normal.
"Is he on medication or did he have just a bit too much coffee?" Sissy murmured to Johnny.
"From what I've heard, Mister Flell is always like this. Yes he has medication, but sometimes he forgets to take it." Johnny chuckled.
"I already like this class." Sissy snickered as the bell went off. Again, Johnny and Sissy had the next class, Pre-Calculus, together. The moment they stepped foot into the class room they could tell the teacher was a total bitch. The glare she sent all of her students only justified that matter. After they got their book she went over the syllabus, only her tone was more of a yappy Chihuahua than a calm teacher as she barked orders and her high expectations. If it weren't for her annoying voice I would've nodded off by now. Sissy mentally groaned as she felt someone gently clutch her hand and stroke her small knuckles. Johnny always knew how to calm Sissy down and likewise Sissy knew how to reign in Johnny's temper. The bell let out for lunch and Sissy had never been happier.
"God she was a bitch." Sissy sighed as they entered the cafeteria.
"No kidding. Just yapping away." Johnny chuckled as he got his food and waited for Sissy.
"She added like seven extra things on the syllabus specifically for her, even though they weren't technically on the fucking paper." Sissy growled angrily.
"Relax babe." Johnny chuckled as they took their seats. Lunch went normally for them and soon enough it too was over.
"What are your next three classes?" Johnny asked as they threw out the remainders on their trays.
"Cooking class, Spanish two, and English. You?" Sissy asked.
"English, Spanish two and Computer Programming." Johnny replied as he walked Sissy to her cooking class, even though his English class was on the next floor up.
"Ok, see you in Spanish." Sissy said as they stood outside the class.
"Yup." Johnny said before leaning down and kissing her gently on the lips. Even though they had kissed plenty of time in public, Sissy still blushed when Johnny kissed her, and her heart still went crazy when they kissed. After they parted Johnny bolted off to his English class as Sissy walked into her cooking class. She was glad that Beth, Renee and Zoe had this class, but wasn't too enthused to see Janet and two of her five goons with her. Sissy walked over to the square table her friends sat at and smiled before the teacher walked in with a big grin on her features.
"Afternoon class, I'm Misses Ginger." Said the gray haired small woman. She was maybe Sissy's height, and didn't look much heavier than Sissy; her voice was soft and kind, as was her heart shaped face. Her gray hair didn't look grimy like Miss Luun's did, but it was well kept and back in a bun.
"Now, as I'm sure you all know, I have to go over the syllabus with you, but I would like some assistance handing them out. You dear, with the red streak in your hair, could you come assist me?" Misses Ginger asked gently. Sissy stood and walked over, taking the stack of papers and handing them out to the students. Sissy was thankful that Misses Ginger handed the syllabuses to Janet, or else things may have gotten ugly. Misses Ginger went over the syllabus and finished with five minutes left of class. She walked over to Sissy smiling.
"Thank you very much young lady for helping me today. What's your name?" Misses Ginger asked.
"Sissy Blakely." Sissy said kindly.
"Charmed to meet you dearie. Anyway, the bell is about to ring for your fifth class. Tomorrow we'll be going over the basics, and by Monday next week I want you all to be prepared to cook." Misses Ginger said just before the bell went off. Sissy started walking to her Spanish class.
"Sissy." Johnny's voice called out making her stop and wait.
"You remembered." Sissy snickered before grabbing his hand.
"Yup." Johnny chuckled. They entered their Spanish class just long enough to turn around, go back down the stairs and get their books.
"I hate the first day of school." Sissy groaned as she and Johnny went back up the stairs after getting their books.
"Same, but now all we have to do is just listen to Mister Golo." Johnny chuckled.
"Why is he always so fucking happy? I swear he must drink like seven cups of coffee in the morning." Sissy exclaimed before they returned to the class room and took their seats. Soon the rest of the class returned and Mister Golo began to excitedly go over the syllabus. The bell for the last class went off, and Johnny walked Sissy to her English class before taking off to his computer programming class. Sissy walked into the class and saw three of her friends, but the rest of the kids were either people she didn't know or people she wished she didn't know. She took a seat near her friends before the teacher walked in. she was young, but she had that air about her that just screamed arrogance.
"Ok, line up, we're going to the book room to get your books." She said in a dominant tone. After the typical book run they all returned to the class.
"Welcome class, I'm your English teacher Miss Gray." The young teacher said. The tone of her voice did not give off the vibe of young passionate English teacher that wanted to teach them, it gave off more the vibe of a parole officer or warden that wanted to lock them up and laugh. As she continued on with her boring speech Sissy noticed that the boys were acting up, throwing things or being loud and obnoxious, she didn't seem to care. A girl Sissy didn't know glanced at the clock and let out a quiet yet heavy sigh.
"Is there a problem?" Miss Gray said venomously.
"I was just checking the time." The girl said.
"Do not interrupt my class!" Miss Gray growled.
"Pardon me, but what do you call what those morons are doing up there?" Tia asked.
"Do not call people rude names. They weren't doing anything; you guys were the ones being disruptive." Miss Gray sneered. Sissy couldn't believe her ears and eyes; this teacher was sexist against women, or she just didn't like them. The bell went off to release the class and Sissy had never been more grateful. She met up with Johnny in the parking lot.
"Who's your English teacher?" Sissy asked.
"Miss Gray. Why?" Johnny asked.
"She hates girls. Bumper and a few other guys were throwing shit around like fucking freshmen and she just ignored it, but I swear the moment one girl looked at the clock, it was suddenly all the girls' faults and they were the ones being disruptive." Sissy ranted.
"I noticed that she does favor boys more. Maybe she's letting the rumors about young teenage boys wanting to fuck her go to her head." Johnny said as they got in the car.
"That's just sick and wrong." Sissy replied shuddering.
"Agreed." Johnny replied as the headed for work.
Ok, so a little background on my some of teacher descriptions.
Mr. Golo is kinda like my old high school Spanish, only my teacher was a woman. Anyway, she was always energetic and loved to teach, hence why Mr, Golo is like that.
Mrs. Ginger i wanted to be like the grandmotherly figure. She's always kind to those who deserve it.
Mrs. Gavelle i based off of my European History teacher, a little overly excited and crazy.
Ms. Hark is based loosely off my old PreCalc teacher and another teacher that I heard was like that.
and lastly
Ms. Gray is very much an extreme-ish version of my 9th grade English teacher, whom most of the girls in my class swear she had a thing against girls. Seriously, the guys could've gotten away with murdering someone in the class and she wouldn't have cared, but if a girl had to use the restroom she glared at them like they had been doing drugs or something. The sexual innuendos and jokes the guys in the class threw about - heterosexual or homosexual joke - or inferences didn't even bug her, but if one of the girls cursed she snapped at them. In fact, she laughed at the guys jokes multiple times, even if they were crude to girls. If you all can't tell, I never liked her.
Ok, I'm done ranting now. R&R please and thank you.
See you all next week!