The Science Assistant, chapter 2
[u]Rain's Perspective...[/u]
Whoopee! Correcting papers! At least I can see how people are doing... Oh great here he comes again. Everyday that one kid with bright red hair, always comes and sharpens his pencil right when I sit down! This is the fourth time!
"How come you always sharpen your pencil right when I sit down?" I asked, getting a bit annoyed, not to mention just a little bit selfconcious...
"Sorry," he said. "I just do!"
"Well, it's annoying... And you should do your homework more often. You have a D..." I grinned. He mumbled something under his breath and walked away.
ARG! Now I am bombarded with papers... so many to alphabetize, organize, and correct... I suppose I'll start with alphabetizing the homework. Alpers, Ronda... Brokopoli, Joey...
It went on for a while... I never realized how big this class was... hmmm... theres a note on this one... who does it belong too? Frankito Wright so thats the red haired kids name is, Frankito! Thats funny... the notes addressed to me...
I ripped off the seperate peice of binder paper and unfolded it.
Hahaha! I did my homework! A+ please!
Pft.. yeah right... They're all wrong too.
Yeah... to bad they're all wrong though... That might change your grade though... to an F!!! Nice name by the way... XD
I continued correcting papers, until the bell rang. I got to leave right when the bell rang, but the class had to wait. I stood outside the door until Frankito came out. I shoved the note in his hand, and headed to Math.
[u]Frankito's Perspective...[/u]
"...You have a D!" Rain said to me. Oh god... thats really embarrassing. I guess I should do my homework. My dad would get mad if I already have a D... I found the homework paper crumbled in the bottom of my backpack. I quickly unfolded it, and scribbled down whatever came to mind. I also ripped out a peice of binder paper, wrote a quick note, folded it, and taped it to the homework.
Throughout the whole period I couldn't stop looking at her... what the hell is my problem? I can't actually like her... I didn't even know she existed until this year!
Finally the bell rang. Off to P.E. Suddenly Rain shoved the note in my hand.
I opened it.
Yeah... to bad they're all wrong though... That might change your grade though... to an F!!! Nice name by the way...XD
Ouch... that hurts... But fuck... an F? My dad won't be happy...
I was now in the locker room, changed and waited in the gym. The teacher came in an started telling us how to play volleyball. Suddenly Rain walked in, a paper in her hand.
[u]Rain's Perspective...[/u]
Wonderful... I got my schedule changed again! Now it's Advanced English first, Advanced History second, break, Biology 1 third, T.A. fourth, P.E. fifth, Art sixth, Lunch, Trigonometry seventh, and Politics eighth... I handed my schedule to the P.E. teacher.
"I got my schedule changed," I said simply.
"Okay, go get changed. You know how to play volleyball right?" he asked. I nodded before heading into the girls locker room.
Ugh... we have the tight spandex shorts! The guys get lose basketball shorts! Not fair! At least we get to play volleyball. Something I know I can dominate at. I quickly went out in the gym adn reported back to the teacher.
"Oh good, you can join that team, they're short one player," he said. I walked over and hopped in the game. Then I saw who we were up against. Frankito.
"Set me up for a spike whenever you can," I replied to the two setters next to me. I was in the middle setter/spiker infront of the net.
Soon enough, I got to spike. The girl to my right set it up, I jumped, and WHAM!!! I hit it over the net, and it hit down on the ground hard. Each team looked pretty amazed. It was a damn good spike after all.
"Point!" I yelled, while making the rock on sign up in the air! And it pretty much continued on like that. Serve, set, spike... I like it that way. We totally creamed them. The overall score was 20-4, us winning of course! I just grinned at Frankito as we went to get changed. It was pretty damn fun... except for the fact my knees were scraped up due to having to dive a couple times to get the ball.
[u]Frankito's Perspective...[/u]
Cool... she was going up against us in volleyball. Wonder how good she is? She looked me straight in the eyes, and had this almost evil grin on her face. Pretty damn creepy. Our team served the ball over. Her teammate bumped it forward, another set it, then Rain jumped... WHAM!!! It flew over the net fucking fast!!! It hit the ground hard. Too fast for any of us to get.
"Point!" she yelled, while her hand was in the rock on sign up in the air. And it went on like that for the rest of the game. We got beat pretty fucking bad. When the teacher blew the whistle, we all went to our seperate locker rooms. Rains smiled smugly before dissapearing into the girls locker room. I got a glimpse of her ass in those tight spandex shorts... nice...
[u]Rain's Perspective...[/u]
I changed back into my regular, black, comfy, mesh shorts, that I originally wore. My knees were battered up, and bleeding slightly. They hurt pretty fucking bad. I was waiting outside the locker room door, waiting for the bell to ring.
It finally did... I started to make my way to art. I didn't get very far. My knees hurt so bad, I collapsed onto the dirt in the couryard.
"Oww..." I muttered. I tried to get up, but fell back down... This officially sucks. Not only were my knees skinned, but they are now bleeding and are dirty...
"Need help?" a voice asked. I looked up, Frankito.
"Not from you..." I replied, even though I did really want to get up.
"Oh well, come on!" he said offering his hand.
"Fine, Frankito..." I replied, as I took his hand and he pulled me up.
"Franky if you please," he said. I nodded, I was happy to be back on my feet. I tried to walk but my knees decided not to cooperate. I put my hands out and landed on the ground. I heard Franky try and stifle his laugh.
"It's not funny!" I screamed. "It HURTS!" He pulled he up again. This time he put his arm around my waist. I got extremley tense.
"Put you arm around my shoulder..." he said. I did as told and I managed to hoble to the nurses office. Franky made sure I got taken care of before he left. I made him late... now I feel guilty...
"Ohmigoh!" I gasped out in pain.
"Sorry..." the nurse said. "But I have to clean your knees." I guess I had to deal with it. The middle of fifth period, I was clean, but instructed not to go to my class. So I just read a book.
I heard the bell ring, end of sixth... The office door opened, and in came Frankito.
"Oh, hi..." I smiled weakly. I feel so guilty! "Sorry I made you late..."
"It's fine..." he said smiling back. "I usually skip anyways so at least I showed." I laughed a little. "Anyway, I was wondering how you get home..."
"Oh, um, I usually walk, but seeing as I can't too well, um , I have no idea." I answered honestly.
"I could give you a ride?" He offered.
"Really?" I asked, he nodded. "Thanks!"
"No problem... whats your schedule?" he asked.
"Triganometrey, room 24, then Politics room 13," I replied.
"Okay, well lets get you to Lunch," he said as he helped me up. Maybe Franky isn't as bad as I thought him out to be...
Whoopee! Correcting papers! At least I can see how people are doing... Oh great here he comes again. Everyday that one kid with bright red hair, always comes and sharpens his pencil right when I sit down! This is the fourth time!
"How come you always sharpen your pencil right when I sit down?" I asked, getting a bit annoyed, not to mention just a little bit selfconcious...
"Sorry," he said. "I just do!"
"Well, it's annoying... And you should do your homework more often. You have a D..." I grinned. He mumbled something under his breath and walked away.
ARG! Now I am bombarded with papers... so many to alphabetize, organize, and correct... I suppose I'll start with alphabetizing the homework. Alpers, Ronda... Brokopoli, Joey...
It went on for a while... I never realized how big this class was... hmmm... theres a note on this one... who does it belong too? Frankito Wright so thats the red haired kids name is, Frankito! Thats funny... the notes addressed to me...
I ripped off the seperate peice of binder paper and unfolded it.
Hahaha! I did my homework! A+ please!
Pft.. yeah right... They're all wrong too.
Yeah... to bad they're all wrong though... That might change your grade though... to an F!!! Nice name by the way... XD
I continued correcting papers, until the bell rang. I got to leave right when the bell rang, but the class had to wait. I stood outside the door until Frankito came out. I shoved the note in his hand, and headed to Math.
[u]Frankito's Perspective...[/u]
"...You have a D!" Rain said to me. Oh god... thats really embarrassing. I guess I should do my homework. My dad would get mad if I already have a D... I found the homework paper crumbled in the bottom of my backpack. I quickly unfolded it, and scribbled down whatever came to mind. I also ripped out a peice of binder paper, wrote a quick note, folded it, and taped it to the homework.
Throughout the whole period I couldn't stop looking at her... what the hell is my problem? I can't actually like her... I didn't even know she existed until this year!
Finally the bell rang. Off to P.E. Suddenly Rain shoved the note in my hand.
I opened it.
Yeah... to bad they're all wrong though... That might change your grade though... to an F!!! Nice name by the way...XD
Ouch... that hurts... But fuck... an F? My dad won't be happy...
I was now in the locker room, changed and waited in the gym. The teacher came in an started telling us how to play volleyball. Suddenly Rain walked in, a paper in her hand.
[u]Rain's Perspective...[/u]
Wonderful... I got my schedule changed again! Now it's Advanced English first, Advanced History second, break, Biology 1 third, T.A. fourth, P.E. fifth, Art sixth, Lunch, Trigonometry seventh, and Politics eighth... I handed my schedule to the P.E. teacher.
"I got my schedule changed," I said simply.
"Okay, go get changed. You know how to play volleyball right?" he asked. I nodded before heading into the girls locker room.
Ugh... we have the tight spandex shorts! The guys get lose basketball shorts! Not fair! At least we get to play volleyball. Something I know I can dominate at. I quickly went out in the gym adn reported back to the teacher.
"Oh good, you can join that team, they're short one player," he said. I walked over and hopped in the game. Then I saw who we were up against. Frankito.
"Set me up for a spike whenever you can," I replied to the two setters next to me. I was in the middle setter/spiker infront of the net.
Soon enough, I got to spike. The girl to my right set it up, I jumped, and WHAM!!! I hit it over the net, and it hit down on the ground hard. Each team looked pretty amazed. It was a damn good spike after all.
"Point!" I yelled, while making the rock on sign up in the air! And it pretty much continued on like that. Serve, set, spike... I like it that way. We totally creamed them. The overall score was 20-4, us winning of course! I just grinned at Frankito as we went to get changed. It was pretty damn fun... except for the fact my knees were scraped up due to having to dive a couple times to get the ball.
[u]Frankito's Perspective...[/u]
Cool... she was going up against us in volleyball. Wonder how good she is? She looked me straight in the eyes, and had this almost evil grin on her face. Pretty damn creepy. Our team served the ball over. Her teammate bumped it forward, another set it, then Rain jumped... WHAM!!! It flew over the net fucking fast!!! It hit the ground hard. Too fast for any of us to get.
"Point!" she yelled, while her hand was in the rock on sign up in the air. And it went on like that for the rest of the game. We got beat pretty fucking bad. When the teacher blew the whistle, we all went to our seperate locker rooms. Rains smiled smugly before dissapearing into the girls locker room. I got a glimpse of her ass in those tight spandex shorts... nice...
[u]Rain's Perspective...[/u]
I changed back into my regular, black, comfy, mesh shorts, that I originally wore. My knees were battered up, and bleeding slightly. They hurt pretty fucking bad. I was waiting outside the locker room door, waiting for the bell to ring.
It finally did... I started to make my way to art. I didn't get very far. My knees hurt so bad, I collapsed onto the dirt in the couryard.
"Oww..." I muttered. I tried to get up, but fell back down... This officially sucks. Not only were my knees skinned, but they are now bleeding and are dirty...
"Need help?" a voice asked. I looked up, Frankito.
"Not from you..." I replied, even though I did really want to get up.
"Oh well, come on!" he said offering his hand.
"Fine, Frankito..." I replied, as I took his hand and he pulled me up.
"Franky if you please," he said. I nodded, I was happy to be back on my feet. I tried to walk but my knees decided not to cooperate. I put my hands out and landed on the ground. I heard Franky try and stifle his laugh.
"It's not funny!" I screamed. "It HURTS!" He pulled he up again. This time he put his arm around my waist. I got extremley tense.
"Put you arm around my shoulder..." he said. I did as told and I managed to hoble to the nurses office. Franky made sure I got taken care of before he left. I made him late... now I feel guilty...
"Ohmigoh!" I gasped out in pain.
"Sorry..." the nurse said. "But I have to clean your knees." I guess I had to deal with it. The middle of fifth period, I was clean, but instructed not to go to my class. So I just read a book.
I heard the bell ring, end of sixth... The office door opened, and in came Frankito.
"Oh, hi..." I smiled weakly. I feel so guilty! "Sorry I made you late..."
"It's fine..." he said smiling back. "I usually skip anyways so at least I showed." I laughed a little. "Anyway, I was wondering how you get home..."
"Oh, um, I usually walk, but seeing as I can't too well, um , I have no idea." I answered honestly.
"I could give you a ride?" He offered.
"Really?" I asked, he nodded. "Thanks!"
"No problem... whats your schedule?" he asked.
"Triganometrey, room 24, then Politics room 13," I replied.
"Okay, well lets get you to Lunch," he said as he helped me up. Maybe Franky isn't as bad as I thought him out to be...
