Never Say Forever 'Cause Nothing Lasts, chapter 3
Whatsername wandered down the corridor at a leisurely pace. She had no enthusiasm to enter Saturday detention, but she didn't want to go home either. Whatsername's Mom and stepdad, Brad, were there, most likely getting drunk out of their minds, as usual. A shiver ran down her back as she remembered the last time something like that had happened. Her side still ached and stung from what she had experienced last time.
Whatsername opened the door and stepped inside. Billie Joe and Mike were already in the cafeteria along with a small group of others; they didn't look up as she entered.
"Ah, Miss... Whatsername? You can go and take a seat next to Mr Wright...green hair." the detention supervisor growled.
"Aye-aye Cap-i-tan!!!" Whatsername exclaimed enthusiastically.
See what she meant by 'over-enthusiastic'? Whatsername saluted the detention supervisor and marched towards a boy with green hair, who must have been Mr. Wright. She dropped her bag on the floor and slumped into her seat. She reached into her bag and pulled out a blank piece of paper. She drew a quick sketch and then scrunched it up. She took aim and threw it at the head of the person in front of her. Billie Joe, feeling the ball of paper hit the back of his head, looked around and saw Whatsername smirking. She indicated to him to open the scrunched-up ball of paper. Billie pulled a confused expression and un-scrunched the paper. He bit back a laugh as he saw a picture of the school on fire and Ms. Ling running away from Melissa, who was screaming about how she had broken a nail, and was being chased by killer,evil fairy-lights that were being controlled by Billie, Mike and Whatsername.
"Eyes to the front Mr. Armstrong." the detention supervisor growled as Billie Joe turned back to Whatsername. Ten minutes later, ten minutes of silence, Whatsername was bored out of her mind staring at the blank, white, boring old ceiling that lay atop the cafeteria.
The supervisor, Mr. Sampson, coughed and stood up, "I'm just going out for ten minutes. No mucking around while I'm gone or you'll get detention for all of next week. Understood?"
"Sir, yes sir!" The green haired kid yelled, saluting Mr. Sampson and grinning. Whatsername laughed. This kid was pretty funny! The boy smiled at her, catching her eye and blushing slightly.
The supervisor rolled his eyes and headed towards the door and Whatsername suddenly shouted out, "Bring me back a present!"
Mr Sampson couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else, but he soon turned it into a cough and gave Whatsername a greasy look before leaving and shutting the door behind him. Whatsername leapt to her feet and climbed on top of the table, "Whoo! Run riot!!" Billie Joe, Mike and the other guy laughed. Most of the other students grinned and a few laughed, but all the preppies just scowled.
"Don't frown or you'll get wrinkles." Whatsername told them, shaking her head and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Our hair is the same green." said the kid with the green hair, who apparently was Mr. Wright. Whatsername glanced up at the green streaks in her hair then down at his completely green hair, which was the exact same shade as hers, then back up to her streaks and covered them with her arms, "Shit! They're onto me... Act normal."
Her eyes were shifty and she jumped back down to the floor, "I'm Whatsername, man. Who the hell are you?" She asked looking at the boy.
The boy laughed, "I'm Frank but everyone calls me Tré. Tré Cool."
Whatsername grinned, "Wicked....Let's blow this shit hole!"
Billie Joe grabbed her arm as she walked past him on her way towards the door, causing her to stumble backwards and fall flat on her ass, "Er...you do realize this is detention don't you?"
Whatsername smirked and leapt to her feet, "Yeah...but I'm thirsty, so now I'm getting a drink. Savvy?"
Billie shrugged and lay his head down on the table, "Not my fault if you get caught." Whatsername just smirked and walked out the door. Five minutes later, she was dragged back in by the detention supervisor, who happened to have seen her while she was getting a soda from the machine in the hallway...well actually, she never got around to that, after having disabled the fire alarm and sprinkler system and lighting fires in the bins, Mr. Sampson caught her. She had already lit twelve before he finally caught her.
"Okay, that's it. I've had enough of you, Whatsername." Mr. Sampson said with a shudder as he picked her bubble gum off the sole of his shoe and threw it in the bin, "Students are to take detention in separate class rooms. Now!"
The students in detention all shrugged and stood up from their seats, heading towards the front of the cafeteria. The supervisor separated them into groups of four, and then took the groups to separate classrooms, locking the doors from the outside.
Tré, Mike, Billie Joe and Whatsername where all put in one classroom together. They had all had their belongings, such as magazines, mp3 players and cell phones, taken away and they were bored.
"Um...um...umm..." Billie Joe thought carefully.
"Christ Bill, just hurry up and pick a fucking dare already!" Whatsername shouted at him as they played the four hundred and ninety-sixth round of Truth or Dare.
Billie Joe smirked, "Fine. I dare you to... kiss Tré." Tré sat up in surprise as Billie continued, "And act like you enjoy it!"
Whatsername looked from Billie Joe, who was smirking evilly, to Tré, who was going a little red from blushing slightly, and then over at Mike, who looked slightly surprised, but eager to see if she would indeed kiss Tré. Whatsername smiled and turned back to Tré. She stood up and walked over to him, sitting herself carefully on his knees and meeting his lips with hers.
After a few long moments, she pulled away and grinned insubordinately as she made her way back to her seat, "Ok...what now?"
"Er... " Mike stopped.
"I think all the great dares are gone." Tré mumbled, staring down at his shoes and smiling slightly to himself. She had kissed him...
"Yeah...ok. I'm going." Whatsername said simply.
Billie Joe rolled his eyes and groaned, "Fucking hell Whatsername. We are in detention," he said slowly, loudly and clearly, "The door is locked. What are you gonna do? Climb out the fucking window?" Whatsername looked over at the window with a look of great interest.
She shook her head to clear her thoughts and smirked, "No. I'm gonna pick the lock." Mike raised an eyebrow and walked after Whatsername as she made her way towards the door. She knelt down and pulled something out of the front of her black and pink shirt. It was a pocketknife, held up by a silver chain around her neck. She grinned and slid the knife into slit between the door and the frame.
"That's cute." Billie Joe said with a smile as she concentrated with the lock.
Whatsername frowned, "What is?"
Mike grinned. "You bite your tongue when you're concentrating," he explained.
Whatsername put a hand over her mouth and scowled, "I've been doing that ever since I was little. I don't know why. Don't knock it. It's cool!! Cool I tell ya!"
Tré smirked and Whatsername took a bow as the door unlocked with a click and swung open.
"Where are you going?" Billie Joe asked Whatsername as she headed the other way down the corridor
Whatsername turned and Billie Joe suddenly felt happy and warm as she smiled at him, "I'm getting everyone else. No one should be stuck in this crap hole on a Saturday or just...ever."
She walked straight past all the detention classrooms to the principal's office. She peeked in through the window and saw that it was empty. Whatsername grabbed the doorknob. The door was locked. She quickly pulled her knife out again and slipped the blade into the lock of the window. It unlocked and slid open and she climbed through. She stared quickly around the room and saw the keys sitting on the well-organized desk. She grinned and picked them up. She held the keys firmly in her teeth and crawled back out the window.
Billie Joe and Mike were grinning at her as she quietly slid the window closed behind her, and Tré was checking the corridor to see if the coast was clear. Whatsername wasted no time at all in unlocking the classroom doors. She opened the first one and everyone inside spun around to face her.
She gave them a rebellious smile, "You coming or what?"
Once everyone was out of their prisons, Whatsername suggested that they go up onto the roof as Mr. Sampson might see them wandering the corridors. They agreed and Whatsername led the way (as she was the only one who seemed to know) to the ladder in the back of the gym. She pulled on the rusted handle and sighed when it did not open. She pulled and tugged with all her might, and at last, she managed to wrench the rusty door open...and off its hinges. Unfortunately, the ladder to the roof had been pulled up and was too high up for anyone to reach.
"Nice going, Whatsername." A preppy called Bethany sneered as Whatsername tossed the door to the floor and glanced up at the ladder, "You stoner freak, I should of known something like this would happen."
Whatsername simply flipped her off and stood on the top of an unopened crate of dodge balls. She leapt off and grabbed onto the bottom rung of the ladder. She shifted her weight around and the ladder slid down. Everyone looked impressed, except for Bethany that is. She just stuck her nose in the air and followed everyone else up the ladder and onto the roof.
***
"Hey, wait up!" Whatsername spun around on the roof and saw Tré running towards her.
"Hey." She smiled at him. They talked and walked towards the edge of the roof, where they sat down and Whatsername lay down on her back, staring up at the cloudy sky. Tré lay down next to her.
She glanced over at him and he stared back, "You don't seem like most of the others." She said with a confused frown, "You're not...scared of me or whatever. Usually everyone will just presume that I'm some depressed emo kid who needs to think before she acts and get a life. They turn their backs on me. But you don't. You're...different."
Tré smiled, "That's probably because I know how you feel. Billie Joe and Mike do too. We're what they call 'the weird kids'. Great huh?"
Whatsername smiled at him, "Er...y'know that kiss?"
Tré sat up and Whatsername did too, "Yeah. What about it?"
Whatsername licked her lips nervously and scratched the back of her neck, "I kinda...liked it."
Tré grinned, "Me too." He leaned in towards her.
But all he got was a whisper of "Holy fuck!"
"What?" he muttered frowning at her. Whatsername held her hand over his mouth and pressed a finger against her lips. She had just seen the detention supervisor talking to Ms. Ling on the grounds beside the wall of the building whose roof they were on!
They both leapt to their feet and ran to alert the others. Out of the corner of her eye, Whatsername was positive that she had just seen the supervisor look their way. Sure enough, Mr. Sampson thought he saw two people on the roof. Two people with green hair jumping up and running away from the edge of the building. He finished his conversation with Ms. Ling and dashed away, through the doors of the school towards the detention classrooms...
Whatsername slammed the door that led to the ladder to the roof and turned around to see everyone staring at her blankly, "What are you waiting for? Go!"
Mr. Sampson's shoes skidded on the floor as he made a sharp turn and continued to run down the hallways as fast as he could go.
Whatsername locked the door to the last classroom after all the students from that room and filed in. She quickly locked the door to her room, without closing it and locking herself out, and sprinted towards the principal's office.
Mr Sampson threw the doors open and slipped on the polished floor. He fell on his ass and quickly stumbled back to his feet, darting around the corner.
"C'mon Whatsername!" Billie Joe hissed at her as he held the door open and Whatsername slammed the door to the principal's office shut after her.
The sound of hurried footsteps got closer. Bille Joe shut the door behind Whatsername, locking it, and they both made a dive for their seats. They all sat up and tried to look calm as the click of a lock unbolting was heard from the door and it swung open to reveal an exhausted detention supervisor. He saw Tré, Billie Joe, Mike and Whatsername all sitting in their seats, drawing on the desks and looking incredibly bored and he let out a deep sigh of relief.
"All right. You're free to go. Ms. Ling wishes to see you on Monday to talk to you about skipping class though. Good bye, enjoy your weekend." he panted, handing back their mp3 players, cell phones and Whatsername's magazine and leaving.
"Whoo! Freedom!" Whatsername shouted, jumping up from her seat and doing a short victory dance.
"C'mon, let's get out of here." Billie laughed.
Whatsername grinned and swung her bag over her shoulder, walking out the door and pulling a face at Mike on her way. Tré soon followed Mike after Whatsername and Billie went to do so as well, when he realized something. This girl...was perfect. She seemed so perfect to him. Beautiful and funny and rebellious and...the perfect girl for him.
"Billie Joe! You coming or are you going to be a nerd and spend your weekend in school?" A voice followed by a short laugh drifted pleasantly into Billie's head.
His eyes focused on the person who had spoken and he saw Whatsername standing in front of him, grinning at him. She had a gorgeous smile, which seemed to light up the whole of her face. Her eyes were bright and she seemed to blink less than most ordinary people would. This girl was anything but average...she was stunning.
Billie Joe nodded, overcome by thoughts, and followed Whatsername out the classroom door and down the hallway. She opened the door and twirled around in the warmth of the sunshine.
Mike and Tré were laughing as she stopped prancing and just turned around in circles screaming in anxiety and confusion, "I can't see my back!"
Billie shook his head and sighed, "Why did I have to nr friends with such a mental case?"
Whatsername stopped and glared at him, "How dare you Billi--Whoa sh--"
Whatsername stumbled over backwards from dizziness and fell flat on her ass, she stared up at the sky and sighed deeply, "I don't want to go home."
Tré grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet, "You can come to my house for the afternoon." Whatsername smiled and looked over at Mike and Billie Joe. They shrugged and nodded and the four of them went to Tré's house.
Whatsername opened the door and stepped inside. Billie Joe and Mike were already in the cafeteria along with a small group of others; they didn't look up as she entered.
"Ah, Miss... Whatsername? You can go and take a seat next to Mr Wright...green hair." the detention supervisor growled.
"Aye-aye Cap-i-tan!!!" Whatsername exclaimed enthusiastically.
See what she meant by 'over-enthusiastic'? Whatsername saluted the detention supervisor and marched towards a boy with green hair, who must have been Mr. Wright. She dropped her bag on the floor and slumped into her seat. She reached into her bag and pulled out a blank piece of paper. She drew a quick sketch and then scrunched it up. She took aim and threw it at the head of the person in front of her. Billie Joe, feeling the ball of paper hit the back of his head, looked around and saw Whatsername smirking. She indicated to him to open the scrunched-up ball of paper. Billie pulled a confused expression and un-scrunched the paper. He bit back a laugh as he saw a picture of the school on fire and Ms. Ling running away from Melissa, who was screaming about how she had broken a nail, and was being chased by killer,evil fairy-lights that were being controlled by Billie, Mike and Whatsername.
"Eyes to the front Mr. Armstrong." the detention supervisor growled as Billie Joe turned back to Whatsername. Ten minutes later, ten minutes of silence, Whatsername was bored out of her mind staring at the blank, white, boring old ceiling that lay atop the cafeteria.
The supervisor, Mr. Sampson, coughed and stood up, "I'm just going out for ten minutes. No mucking around while I'm gone or you'll get detention for all of next week. Understood?"
"Sir, yes sir!" The green haired kid yelled, saluting Mr. Sampson and grinning. Whatsername laughed. This kid was pretty funny! The boy smiled at her, catching her eye and blushing slightly.
The supervisor rolled his eyes and headed towards the door and Whatsername suddenly shouted out, "Bring me back a present!"
Mr Sampson couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else, but he soon turned it into a cough and gave Whatsername a greasy look before leaving and shutting the door behind him. Whatsername leapt to her feet and climbed on top of the table, "Whoo! Run riot!!" Billie Joe, Mike and the other guy laughed. Most of the other students grinned and a few laughed, but all the preppies just scowled.
"Don't frown or you'll get wrinkles." Whatsername told them, shaking her head and crossing her arms over her chest.
"Our hair is the same green." said the kid with the green hair, who apparently was Mr. Wright. Whatsername glanced up at the green streaks in her hair then down at his completely green hair, which was the exact same shade as hers, then back up to her streaks and covered them with her arms, "Shit! They're onto me... Act normal."
Her eyes were shifty and she jumped back down to the floor, "I'm Whatsername, man. Who the hell are you?" She asked looking at the boy.
The boy laughed, "I'm Frank but everyone calls me Tré. Tré Cool."
Whatsername grinned, "Wicked....Let's blow this shit hole!"
Billie Joe grabbed her arm as she walked past him on her way towards the door, causing her to stumble backwards and fall flat on her ass, "Er...you do realize this is detention don't you?"
Whatsername smirked and leapt to her feet, "Yeah...but I'm thirsty, so now I'm getting a drink. Savvy?"
Billie shrugged and lay his head down on the table, "Not my fault if you get caught." Whatsername just smirked and walked out the door. Five minutes later, she was dragged back in by the detention supervisor, who happened to have seen her while she was getting a soda from the machine in the hallway...well actually, she never got around to that, after having disabled the fire alarm and sprinkler system and lighting fires in the bins, Mr. Sampson caught her. She had already lit twelve before he finally caught her.
"Okay, that's it. I've had enough of you, Whatsername." Mr. Sampson said with a shudder as he picked her bubble gum off the sole of his shoe and threw it in the bin, "Students are to take detention in separate class rooms. Now!"
The students in detention all shrugged and stood up from their seats, heading towards the front of the cafeteria. The supervisor separated them into groups of four, and then took the groups to separate classrooms, locking the doors from the outside.
Tré, Mike, Billie Joe and Whatsername where all put in one classroom together. They had all had their belongings, such as magazines, mp3 players and cell phones, taken away and they were bored.
"Um...um...umm..." Billie Joe thought carefully.
"Christ Bill, just hurry up and pick a fucking dare already!" Whatsername shouted at him as they played the four hundred and ninety-sixth round of Truth or Dare.
Billie Joe smirked, "Fine. I dare you to... kiss Tré." Tré sat up in surprise as Billie continued, "And act like you enjoy it!"
Whatsername looked from Billie Joe, who was smirking evilly, to Tré, who was going a little red from blushing slightly, and then over at Mike, who looked slightly surprised, but eager to see if she would indeed kiss Tré. Whatsername smiled and turned back to Tré. She stood up and walked over to him, sitting herself carefully on his knees and meeting his lips with hers.
After a few long moments, she pulled away and grinned insubordinately as she made her way back to her seat, "Ok...what now?"
"Er... " Mike stopped.
"I think all the great dares are gone." Tré mumbled, staring down at his shoes and smiling slightly to himself. She had kissed him...
"Yeah...ok. I'm going." Whatsername said simply.
Billie Joe rolled his eyes and groaned, "Fucking hell Whatsername. We are in detention," he said slowly, loudly and clearly, "The door is locked. What are you gonna do? Climb out the fucking window?" Whatsername looked over at the window with a look of great interest.
She shook her head to clear her thoughts and smirked, "No. I'm gonna pick the lock." Mike raised an eyebrow and walked after Whatsername as she made her way towards the door. She knelt down and pulled something out of the front of her black and pink shirt. It was a pocketknife, held up by a silver chain around her neck. She grinned and slid the knife into slit between the door and the frame.
"That's cute." Billie Joe said with a smile as she concentrated with the lock.
Whatsername frowned, "What is?"
Mike grinned. "You bite your tongue when you're concentrating," he explained.
Whatsername put a hand over her mouth and scowled, "I've been doing that ever since I was little. I don't know why. Don't knock it. It's cool!! Cool I tell ya!"
Tré smirked and Whatsername took a bow as the door unlocked with a click and swung open.
"Where are you going?" Billie Joe asked Whatsername as she headed the other way down the corridor
Whatsername turned and Billie Joe suddenly felt happy and warm as she smiled at him, "I'm getting everyone else. No one should be stuck in this crap hole on a Saturday or just...ever."
She walked straight past all the detention classrooms to the principal's office. She peeked in through the window and saw that it was empty. Whatsername grabbed the doorknob. The door was locked. She quickly pulled her knife out again and slipped the blade into the lock of the window. It unlocked and slid open and she climbed through. She stared quickly around the room and saw the keys sitting on the well-organized desk. She grinned and picked them up. She held the keys firmly in her teeth and crawled back out the window.
Billie Joe and Mike were grinning at her as she quietly slid the window closed behind her, and Tré was checking the corridor to see if the coast was clear. Whatsername wasted no time at all in unlocking the classroom doors. She opened the first one and everyone inside spun around to face her.
She gave them a rebellious smile, "You coming or what?"
Once everyone was out of their prisons, Whatsername suggested that they go up onto the roof as Mr. Sampson might see them wandering the corridors. They agreed and Whatsername led the way (as she was the only one who seemed to know) to the ladder in the back of the gym. She pulled on the rusted handle and sighed when it did not open. She pulled and tugged with all her might, and at last, she managed to wrench the rusty door open...and off its hinges. Unfortunately, the ladder to the roof had been pulled up and was too high up for anyone to reach.
"Nice going, Whatsername." A preppy called Bethany sneered as Whatsername tossed the door to the floor and glanced up at the ladder, "You stoner freak, I should of known something like this would happen."
Whatsername simply flipped her off and stood on the top of an unopened crate of dodge balls. She leapt off and grabbed onto the bottom rung of the ladder. She shifted her weight around and the ladder slid down. Everyone looked impressed, except for Bethany that is. She just stuck her nose in the air and followed everyone else up the ladder and onto the roof.
***
"Hey, wait up!" Whatsername spun around on the roof and saw Tré running towards her.
"Hey." She smiled at him. They talked and walked towards the edge of the roof, where they sat down and Whatsername lay down on her back, staring up at the cloudy sky. Tré lay down next to her.
She glanced over at him and he stared back, "You don't seem like most of the others." She said with a confused frown, "You're not...scared of me or whatever. Usually everyone will just presume that I'm some depressed emo kid who needs to think before she acts and get a life. They turn their backs on me. But you don't. You're...different."
Tré smiled, "That's probably because I know how you feel. Billie Joe and Mike do too. We're what they call 'the weird kids'. Great huh?"
Whatsername smiled at him, "Er...y'know that kiss?"
Tré sat up and Whatsername did too, "Yeah. What about it?"
Whatsername licked her lips nervously and scratched the back of her neck, "I kinda...liked it."
Tré grinned, "Me too." He leaned in towards her.
But all he got was a whisper of "Holy fuck!"
"What?" he muttered frowning at her. Whatsername held her hand over his mouth and pressed a finger against her lips. She had just seen the detention supervisor talking to Ms. Ling on the grounds beside the wall of the building whose roof they were on!
They both leapt to their feet and ran to alert the others. Out of the corner of her eye, Whatsername was positive that she had just seen the supervisor look their way. Sure enough, Mr. Sampson thought he saw two people on the roof. Two people with green hair jumping up and running away from the edge of the building. He finished his conversation with Ms. Ling and dashed away, through the doors of the school towards the detention classrooms...
Whatsername slammed the door that led to the ladder to the roof and turned around to see everyone staring at her blankly, "What are you waiting for? Go!"
Mr. Sampson's shoes skidded on the floor as he made a sharp turn and continued to run down the hallways as fast as he could go.
Whatsername locked the door to the last classroom after all the students from that room and filed in. She quickly locked the door to her room, without closing it and locking herself out, and sprinted towards the principal's office.
Mr Sampson threw the doors open and slipped on the polished floor. He fell on his ass and quickly stumbled back to his feet, darting around the corner.
"C'mon Whatsername!" Billie Joe hissed at her as he held the door open and Whatsername slammed the door to the principal's office shut after her.
The sound of hurried footsteps got closer. Bille Joe shut the door behind Whatsername, locking it, and they both made a dive for their seats. They all sat up and tried to look calm as the click of a lock unbolting was heard from the door and it swung open to reveal an exhausted detention supervisor. He saw Tré, Billie Joe, Mike and Whatsername all sitting in their seats, drawing on the desks and looking incredibly bored and he let out a deep sigh of relief.
"All right. You're free to go. Ms. Ling wishes to see you on Monday to talk to you about skipping class though. Good bye, enjoy your weekend." he panted, handing back their mp3 players, cell phones and Whatsername's magazine and leaving.
"Whoo! Freedom!" Whatsername shouted, jumping up from her seat and doing a short victory dance.
"C'mon, let's get out of here." Billie laughed.
Whatsername grinned and swung her bag over her shoulder, walking out the door and pulling a face at Mike on her way. Tré soon followed Mike after Whatsername and Billie went to do so as well, when he realized something. This girl...was perfect. She seemed so perfect to him. Beautiful and funny and rebellious and...the perfect girl for him.
"Billie Joe! You coming or are you going to be a nerd and spend your weekend in school?" A voice followed by a short laugh drifted pleasantly into Billie's head.
His eyes focused on the person who had spoken and he saw Whatsername standing in front of him, grinning at him. She had a gorgeous smile, which seemed to light up the whole of her face. Her eyes were bright and she seemed to blink less than most ordinary people would. This girl was anything but average...she was stunning.
Billie Joe nodded, overcome by thoughts, and followed Whatsername out the classroom door and down the hallway. She opened the door and twirled around in the warmth of the sunshine.
Mike and Tré were laughing as she stopped prancing and just turned around in circles screaming in anxiety and confusion, "I can't see my back!"
Billie shook his head and sighed, "Why did I have to nr friends with such a mental case?"
Whatsername stopped and glared at him, "How dare you Billi--Whoa sh--"
Whatsername stumbled over backwards from dizziness and fell flat on her ass, she stared up at the sky and sighed deeply, "I don't want to go home."
Tré grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet, "You can come to my house for the afternoon." Whatsername smiled and looked over at Mike and Billie Joe. They shrugged and nodded and the four of them went to Tré's house.
