T̶h̶e̶ ̶N̶o̶b̶o̶d̶y̶ ❥ John Bender

Chapter Six

i'm looking at the sunglasses John put on my table. It's been quiet since John left, no one knows what to say. i fidget with the glasses.

silence.

silence.

!CRASH!

i look up from my hands, "what the fuck was that?"

Claire shrugs her shoulders.

i hear footsteps going down the stairs.

Bender.

"I forgot my pencil." he says coyly, walking over to my table.

We hear Vernon walking down the hall.

"Shit! Hide!" i yell at John. he climbs under my desk, and i kick him to stay still.

Vernon walks in.

"What was that ruckus?"

"Uh... what ruckus?" Andrew asks

"I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus!"

"Could you describe the ruckus, sir?" i ask, Vernon glares at me.

"Watch your tongue missy!"

Bender bangs his head on the table and groans.

Claire and i try to disguise the groans and we start banging our hands on the table.

"What is that? What, what is that? What is that noise?"

"What noise?" Andrew asks.

i open my mouth to speak, but then stop. i feel Bender close in between my legs. Of course i had to wear a fucking skirt today. i squeal.

Everyone starts fake coughing.

"That noise, was that the noise you were talking about?" i say flustered.

"No, it wasn't.  That was not the noise I was talking about. Now, I may not have caught you in the act this time, but you can bet I will."

Allison laughs at Vernon.

"You make book on that missy!" he turns to me, "And you! I will not be made a fool of!"

He walks out, unaware of the toilet seat cover on his pants.

John crawls out under the desk, a grin plastered on his face.

"You asshole!" i say, hitting him in the back.

"It was an accident!" he mutters, that grin still there.

"Sure it was!"

"Then sue me, sweets." he smirks at me.

He walks over to Brian.

"So, Ahab...Kybo Mein Doobage..."

Brain hands him the weed, and John turns and walks away.

"Yo waistoid...you're not gonna blaze up in here!" Andrew yells after him.

i get up and follow him. Brian follows too.

"....Shit..." Andrew mutters.

Brian, John, Claire, and i all sit in a circle laughing our asses off.

i lean in and John lights my joint, i cough the smoke out, inhaling too much. Brian laughs at me and inhales his own joint, trying to eat the smoke.

"Chicks, cannot hold der smoke! That's what it is!" he says in a super weird voice.

"Do you know how popular I am? I'm so popular, everybody loves me so much, at this school..." Claire says, her eyes dazed.

"That's what they make you believe." i laugh, falling into John. "Oh- sorry." i get up, John smirks at me.