Chapter 5: Something tu Don't Know
Kendall sat attentively in her chair, awaiting the day's lesson. Kick sat a asiento across, his casco had slid down over his paralyzing gaze. The classroom door clicked open and in stepped Jessica, looking lovely as ever. Every neck was craned to the right, looking at Jess.9 "new student!" cried Mouth. "you can have the asiento siguiente to me if you'd like" Mouth waggled his eyebrows at her. She calmly walked to her seat, between Mouth and Kick, her thin sandals clacking all the way there. She slid into her seat, avoiding the stares from the male population. Jessica was only looking for one boy's attention, and he was asleep. The room was filled with chatter, the teacher wasn't present, Kendall wasn't happy. To almeja herself down a little, she decided to strike up a conversation with Jessica. She was busy escritura a note when Kendall approached her and stuck out her hand. "Hi, I couldn't help but notice that you looked a little lonely." Kendall smiled and blinked rapidly "Where are tu going with this?" Jess folded her arms across her chest "I ment that I wanted to help." her patience was running thin. " my name's Jessica Somerlot." she shook her hand "Kendall Perkins. Nice to meet you, I hope we see más of each other in the near future."
"So...would ya mind if I called tu Jess?" Mouth wiggled his way to her side and placed his hand under his chin, awaiting her response. "Actually.." a gruff voice spoke out "I would mind, that's what I call her." the voice belonged to Kick, who was now fully awake. He put emphasis on the "I" and jabbed a thumb into his own chest. Kendall eyed him but dicho nothing. "Back off Buttowski," "You wanna say that again?!" he sneered. "boys, can't we just get along?" they ignored Jessica's suggestion. "Apparently not." she lied her head on her escritorio between the two boys. Mouth snorted, " tu couldn't fight me anyway, you've only got one arm, you're crippled." " I'll cripple you!!!" Kick lept across the escritorio and landed on Mouth with a wail. He started swinging, That's when the pain seared in this chest. He let out a groan and clenched his shoulder, still kneeling on the smart Alec male. " look, you've got no business picking fights with the condition you're in." Jess helped him up and decided to escort him to the office, where he could call home.
The bus breaks squealed outside his home. He was awaiting Gunther's arrival, they needed a long talk. The front door hauled open and slammed shut. The blonde boy dropped his school work onto the living room floor and sat down siguiente to Kick. Gunther looked at him questionably. The tv wasn't on, he was staring at the black screen, thinking. "so....what was this house call about?" "I need to protect Jess better, in order to do that, I have to make a miraculous recovery....soon." Gunther couldn't hold it in anymore "YOU LIKE JESSICA?!" Kick's eyes snapped open and whipped around to glare at Gunther. "No!....I mean.... as a friend yes..." He was scrambling for the right words, clutching the air near his lap. "Bbbut nothing more." he finished triumphantly. Gunther burst out laughing manically. Kick glared once more. The pudgy boy wiped a tear from his eye and continued laughing. " Dude! tu do too like her! She's all tu talk about, and......" he tapped his casco and pointed a fat finger at the televisión "apparently all tu think about." "You've made your point." he stated blankly. "I KNEW IT!" Gunther danced around the room, swinging his arms around. He danced right out the door, leaving his things laying on the carpet. He ran past Jessica on her way home. He pointed his fingers at her, pulling them back, then pointing at her again. "I know something tu don't know!"
Kendall sat attentively in her chair, awaiting the day's lesson. Kick sat a asiento across, his casco had slid down over his paralyzing gaze. The classroom door clicked open and in stepped Jessica, looking lovely as ever. Every neck was craned to the right, looking at Jess.9 "new student!" cried Mouth. "you can have the asiento siguiente to me if you'd like" Mouth waggled his eyebrows at her. She calmly walked to her seat, between Mouth and Kick, her thin sandals clacking all the way there. She slid into her seat, avoiding the stares from the male population. Jessica was only looking for one boy's attention, and he was asleep. The room was filled with chatter, the teacher wasn't present, Kendall wasn't happy. To almeja herself down a little, she decided to strike up a conversation with Jessica. She was busy escritura a note when Kendall approached her and stuck out her hand. "Hi, I couldn't help but notice that you looked a little lonely." Kendall smiled and blinked rapidly "Where are tu going with this?" Jess folded her arms across her chest "I ment that I wanted to help." her patience was running thin. " my name's Jessica Somerlot." she shook her hand "Kendall Perkins. Nice to meet you, I hope we see más of each other in the near future."
"So...would ya mind if I called tu Jess?" Mouth wiggled his way to her side and placed his hand under his chin, awaiting her response. "Actually.." a gruff voice spoke out "I would mind, that's what I call her." the voice belonged to Kick, who was now fully awake. He put emphasis on the "I" and jabbed a thumb into his own chest. Kendall eyed him but dicho nothing. "Back off Buttowski," "You wanna say that again?!" he sneered. "boys, can't we just get along?" they ignored Jessica's suggestion. "Apparently not." she lied her head on her escritorio between the two boys. Mouth snorted, " tu couldn't fight me anyway, you've only got one arm, you're crippled." " I'll cripple you!!!" Kick lept across the escritorio and landed on Mouth with a wail. He started swinging, That's when the pain seared in this chest. He let out a groan and clenched his shoulder, still kneeling on the smart Alec male. " look, you've got no business picking fights with the condition you're in." Jess helped him up and decided to escort him to the office, where he could call home.
The bus breaks squealed outside his home. He was awaiting Gunther's arrival, they needed a long talk. The front door hauled open and slammed shut. The blonde boy dropped his school work onto the living room floor and sat down siguiente to Kick. Gunther looked at him questionably. The tv wasn't on, he was staring at the black screen, thinking. "so....what was this house call about?" "I need to protect Jess better, in order to do that, I have to make a miraculous recovery....soon." Gunther couldn't hold it in anymore "YOU LIKE JESSICA?!" Kick's eyes snapped open and whipped around to glare at Gunther. "No!....I mean.... as a friend yes..." He was scrambling for the right words, clutching the air near his lap. "Bbbut nothing more." he finished triumphantly. Gunther burst out laughing manically. Kick glared once more. The pudgy boy wiped a tear from his eye and continued laughing. " Dude! tu do too like her! She's all tu talk about, and......" he tapped his casco and pointed a fat finger at the televisión "apparently all tu think about." "You've made your point." he stated blankly. "I KNEW IT!" Gunther danced around the room, swinging his arms around. He danced right out the door, leaving his things laying on the carpet. He ran past Jessica on her way home. He pointed his fingers at her, pulling them back, then pointing at her again. "I know something tu don't know!"
