Pandora's Box

Look What You Made Me Do

Pandora paces back and forth in front of the classroom that detention is happening in. She is clearly unsure of herself and nervously looks at the door repeatedly as she waits. It isn't long before the bell rings and the door opens, students filing out of the class as quickly as they can. Pandora is obviously looking at each person as they come out, hoping to find Jemma. However it becomes obvious by the end of the filing out students that Jemma is not among them.

"Hey, I told you to stop doing that." exclaims the teacher inside rather loudly.

Pandora looks inside to see the teacher move away from his desk and into the classroom more fully. As she looks inside more, she sees two people making out. For a moment, she can't figure out who it is before realizing that Jemma is sitting on some guy's lap getting hot and heavy with each other.

"Detention is over, you can get out now." insists the teacher as they get within a few feet of Jemma and her make out partner.

Jemma pulls away from her make out partner and turns to the teacher, "So get out then."

"What?"

"Aren't you free too? You've been complaining for two hours about me and the stupid students. About how you're going to die from stress because of us. So leave." Jemma tells her teacher, turning back to the guy in her lap, "I'm good right where I am."

The clearly frustrated teacher scoffs at the idea and heads back to his desk, packing up, "Fine, like I needed this. Damn students have been on my case all day. I don't know why I put up with it." After he's packed up, he heads for the door, "There must be something in the water."

The teacher runs into Pandora on the way out, "Get out of my way."

With the teacher gone, Pandora enters the classroom, watching as Jemma goes back to making out with the student. Pandora is clearly upset at the sight in front of her.

"Jemma?" asks an uncertain Pandora. Her question gets no response from either of them.

Pandora continues to close the distance between them as she asks again, "Jemma? It's Pandora."

Jemma eventually stops the making out though not getting off the student's lap and turns to Pandora, "Oh, hey Pandora."

"I... uh... did you... umm... I'm... glad to see you." Pandora tries to say despite what Jemma is currently doing.

"Are you?" asks Jemma as she drapes her arms over the student's shoulders.

"Yeah, I... I felt bad over... you know, what happened. I wanted to... talk to you about it."

"Really? You seemed pretty clear at the time." says Jemma with a clearly sarcastic tone.

"Except that... I wasn't. I... I was just weirded out that we were moving so quickly that I... I said the wrong thing." insists Pandora.

"Did you now?" Jemma says both intrigued and pleased with herself.

"I..." starts Pandora before her focus turns to the student, "Could we, you know, have this conversation when you're not on some guy's lap?"

Jemma seems mockingly offended as she gets up off the student to face Pandora, "Why? If anyone deserves an apology, it's him."

That makes Pandora confused, "What?"

"Well you were kind of a bitch to him." says Jemma.

The student smiles somewhat mockingly, "She's got you there."

"How? You grabbed me for no reason."

Jemma interjects, "And I shoved him to protect you. Seems like that's worthy of an apology."

"Then you apologize to him." replies Pandora.

"I already did, what do you think we were doing when you walked in?" Jemma says with a smile to the student for a moment.

"She was really apologetic." the student says with a smile to Pandora.

"Wait, what are you saying?"

Jemma closes the gap between her and Pandora, with the student not far behind, "What I'm saying is... you wanna make it up to me right?"

Pandora looks between Jemma and the student, "Yes..."

"Why not kill two birds with one stone?" asks Jemma, as she reaches out and touches Pandora suggestively.

Pandora watches her friend for a moment, unsure of what to do. She looks between Jemma and the student back and forth several times.

"Whoa, okay, look..." Pandora says, grabbing Jemma's wandering hands and stepping back at the same time, "I really like you Jemma. And if you really think that he needs an apology, then... I'm sorry. But there'll be no killing of stones like you're talking about. Not a chance."

Jemma seems somewhat disappointed by this for a few seconds before a smile comes over her face, "That's exactly what I wanted to hear."

This leaves the student confused, "Wait, what?"

Jemma turns around so that she's standing next to Pandora, "You can leave now."

"What are you talking about? I thought you said..." the student starts to say before being cut off by Jemma.

"I know what you thought, but you're an idiot. Of course you would've thought that." Jemma says with a clear amusement that makes the student even more angry.

"Uh, Jemma..." starts an unsure Pandora as the student starts to move closer to her and Jemma in a menacing way, then adding, "Jemma, what's going on?"

"You can't just... do that." the student says as Jemma and Pandora have to back up while he advances, "You can't get me excited like that, tell me you'll convince your friend to get it on with us and then..."

The student starts shoving desks out of the way during his advance while Pandora and Jemma keep trying to put some distance between the two of them and him.

"You did what?" asks a worried Pandora.

"Hey it sounded like a good idea at the time. Plus, you know, it worked." explains Jemma who seems more excited then worried.

Pandora and Jemma make it to the door as the student continues to advance. Jemma notices the keys to the room were left on the teacher's desk when he left. She grabs them and encourages Pandora out the door.

"Go, Go!" insist Jemma.

Pandora and Jemma make it out the door with Jemma closing it behind them so that the student is still in the classroom. Jemma quickly locks the door just as the student makes it, locking him in. They both watch as the student bangs on the door, trying to get out but can't. Jemma is clearly more excited whereas Pandora is concerned.

Jemma turns to Pandora, "Well that was fun wasn't it?"

"Fun?" Pandora asks, clearly upset with the way things have gone.

Jemma starts to move away from the door and into the school. Pandora doesn't seem to know what to do.

"Yeah, I mean, look at the guy. He's humiliated." responds Jemma despite the fact that the student is still banging on the door.

"He seems more angry then humiliated to me." suggests Pandora, trying to focus on Jemma and the student at the same time.

"So let him be angry. At some point he'll calm down, and then he'll feel humiliated. It'll be good for him."

"But will it be good for you?" asks Pandora more to herself then to Jemma.

"What?"

"Nothing." Pandora says in response.

"Come on, let's have a little fun." insists Jemma, who is quite a bit away down the hall.

Pandora eventually follows.