Stupid Billie, chapter 10
Back to Sam and Veronica now... .
"Mike, hurry up!" Veronica called over her shoulder.
"But I have to go pee!"
"Too bad!"
The four of them went down many halls that confused Bam and Mike, but Veronica and Sami seemed to know where they were going. The art room was big. That day they were going to work with clay... .
"Grrr! The damn air bubbles won't go away!" Bam shouted as he pounded the clay with him fists.
"Hey listen up!" Mr. D yelled. "There will be no clay flying around in my cl-" He didn't get to finish his sentence because Sami accidentally threw a ball of clay in his face.
"Oh shit! Veronica! Run with me!"
"Okay!" Veronica said. She started running.
"Veronica... VERONICA!" Sam yelled.
"What?!"
"The other way!"
"Ohh!"
The two of them ran out of the room, leaving poor Bam and Mike to handle an angry Mr. D.
Meanwhile...
"What the hell is musical production?" Tre asked.
"Umm... I still don't know." Thea shrugged. "I wanted art, but they stuck me in here... damn them!" She shook her fist in the air, and Tre wondered who 'them' was. She turned to him, an interesting look in her eye. "Corey's in that class... "
"Who's Corey?"
"A boy that should die... Tre, will you do me a biiiiiig favor?"
"What?"
"Distract the teacher while I beat the shit out of him? Please?"
He stared at her. "How is it that on the quiz you got back today your score was 100, but all the thoughts in your brain seem to be violent and evil?"
She shrugged. "I'm sick and twisted. What can I say?"
He laughed. "Are your friends like this too?"
Thea looked thoughtful, then nodded vigorously.
"Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"
"I dunno! But this happens once or twice every day."
In art class...
"That must have been the weirdest thing I've ever seen." Bam said continuing to pound his clay.
"I doubt that." Mike said shaping his clay into a cube.
"Why do you think she threw it at him?" Bam asked. Stupid question.
"She was probably aiming for your head."
"What!?!?" Bam yelled grabbing his head.
"Are you really that naive?"
"I guess so. But that's what you should expect from me. And how would she miss my head? I was two feet in front of her."
"I dunno. You know how ditzy blondes are."
In the girls bathroom...
"Do you think he'll give us detention? Or kill us?" Sami said gasping for breath. She and Veronica had just run down three very long hallways to get to the bathroom.
"Both." Veronica answered.
"Yeah. Probably." Sami agreed after thinking for a minute.
"We shouldn't have left Bam and Mike there." Veronica said.
"Yeah. Alone. In a classroom, with 13-year-old kids, and clay."
"Oh shit!!" Veronica yelled running out the door.
"Yeah. Good luck with that!" Sami yelled after her.
"Get your fat Norwegian ass over here!!" Veronica yelled stomping on the floor.
"My ass is not fat!" Sami followed her back to the art room. "Shit, shit, shit, shi—"
"Will you stop? You're making me nervous." Veronica rolled her eyes and opened the classroom door.
"Go down to the office now!" Mr. D yelled the moment they got in.
Sami could see Bam and Mike trying so hard not to laugh. She glared at them.
"This sucks!" Sami said as they were walking to the office. Now I have two detentions... and to top that off my parents are gonna kill the fuck outta me! And I don't wanna even think about what your dad will do to you."
"Probably kill me ten times as worse. Then send me to military school, ground me for the rest of my life and totally kill my social life!!"
"I am so gonna kill Bam!"
"Mike, hurry up!" Veronica called over her shoulder.
"But I have to go pee!"
"Too bad!"
The four of them went down many halls that confused Bam and Mike, but Veronica and Sami seemed to know where they were going. The art room was big. That day they were going to work with clay... .
"Grrr! The damn air bubbles won't go away!" Bam shouted as he pounded the clay with him fists.
"Hey listen up!" Mr. D yelled. "There will be no clay flying around in my cl-" He didn't get to finish his sentence because Sami accidentally threw a ball of clay in his face.
"Oh shit! Veronica! Run with me!"
"Okay!" Veronica said. She started running.
"Veronica... VERONICA!" Sam yelled.
"What?!"
"The other way!"
"Ohh!"
The two of them ran out of the room, leaving poor Bam and Mike to handle an angry Mr. D.
Meanwhile...
"What the hell is musical production?" Tre asked.
"Umm... I still don't know." Thea shrugged. "I wanted art, but they stuck me in here... damn them!" She shook her fist in the air, and Tre wondered who 'them' was. She turned to him, an interesting look in her eye. "Corey's in that class... "
"Who's Corey?"
"A boy that should die... Tre, will you do me a biiiiiig favor?"
"What?"
"Distract the teacher while I beat the shit out of him? Please?"
He stared at her. "How is it that on the quiz you got back today your score was 100, but all the thoughts in your brain seem to be violent and evil?"
She shrugged. "I'm sick and twisted. What can I say?"
He laughed. "Are your friends like this too?"
Thea looked thoughtful, then nodded vigorously.
"Why are you so happy all of a sudden?"
"I dunno! But this happens once or twice every day."
In art class...
"That must have been the weirdest thing I've ever seen." Bam said continuing to pound his clay.
"I doubt that." Mike said shaping his clay into a cube.
"Why do you think she threw it at him?" Bam asked. Stupid question.
"She was probably aiming for your head."
"What!?!?" Bam yelled grabbing his head.
"Are you really that naive?"
"I guess so. But that's what you should expect from me. And how would she miss my head? I was two feet in front of her."
"I dunno. You know how ditzy blondes are."
In the girls bathroom...
"Do you think he'll give us detention? Or kill us?" Sami said gasping for breath. She and Veronica had just run down three very long hallways to get to the bathroom.
"Both." Veronica answered.
"Yeah. Probably." Sami agreed after thinking for a minute.
"We shouldn't have left Bam and Mike there." Veronica said.
"Yeah. Alone. In a classroom, with 13-year-old kids, and clay."
"Oh shit!!" Veronica yelled running out the door.
"Yeah. Good luck with that!" Sami yelled after her.
"Get your fat Norwegian ass over here!!" Veronica yelled stomping on the floor.
"My ass is not fat!" Sami followed her back to the art room. "Shit, shit, shit, shi—"
"Will you stop? You're making me nervous." Veronica rolled her eyes and opened the classroom door.
"Go down to the office now!" Mr. D yelled the moment they got in.
Sami could see Bam and Mike trying so hard not to laugh. She glared at them.
"This sucks!" Sami said as they were walking to the office. Now I have two detentions... and to top that off my parents are gonna kill the fuck outta me! And I don't wanna even think about what your dad will do to you."
"Probably kill me ten times as worse. Then send me to military school, ground me for the rest of my life and totally kill my social life!!"
"I am so gonna kill Bam!"
