Wealthy Stupid Rich Kidz.

chapter 9:. Jason.

I flung my bag strap over shoulder.
Walking down the stairs, the guy's were busy laughing at a cat playing the piano.

I could have said I was impressed but, Nah.

I like being quiet.

I turned my head around when I heard a beautiful voice.

Brittany: Jason, Hey Jason.

Me: WOW.

Katherine: Wait, what.

Brittany: (◍•ᴗ•◍). Do you like what you see.

Me: Ofcourse.

Brittany: ｡◕‿◕｡. Then we can-.

*Right before she could finish her sentence, I push her out of my way and head to where Ms Clarabelle was standing, surrounded by some juniors, who loved her, well... not like that*.

What should I do.
Greet: Well she is my senior.
Say hi: More informal.
Run away: Yeah pretty scaredy cat move but, it's worth a shot.

So I choose, Say hi.
I know you wanted me to choose that,... right.... right.

Me: Hi.

Clara: Oh hi,.... um...

*Heartbreaking that she forgot my name*.

Me: It's -.

Clara: No don't tell me, I can do this, No tellies.
Jason, aha, your name is Jason.
Yes, I got it.
Your name is... Jason, right.
*She leans closer to me*.

This makes me chuckle and she gasped.

Clara: Was I wrong,... I'm sorry I-.

Me: You were right.

*She lets out a sigh she's been holding onto*.

Clara: Thank goodness, Even though it's hard to keep other people's names in check, I would never forget yours.

*Her words makes heat run up to my cheeks*.

Me: I'm not blushing.
Ah, why.

Clara: Huh, well cause your the first person I met when I got here.

Me: Oh um Ok.

Juniors: Awwwww.

*We both blush*.

Me/Clara: Are they Awwing us.

???: You guys look perfect together.

???: Like a real couple.

???: To bad, about the age difference.

???: But that doesn't matter if it's love.

???: Hottest Senior in school and the hottest teacher in school.

???: Ha, Soul mates.

Me: Well if you put it that way.-

Clara: No No, were just friends and that's all.
Right, Jason.

Me: Yeah but
Right.

Clara: See...now don't you have food waiting for you at home.

???: Yeah food.
*They cheered leaving*.

Clara wave's them goodbye and walks with me down the stairs.

Me: Say something, Say something.
Um... your really good with kids.

Clara: Hmmm, nice point of view but I don't think so.

Me: What do you mean.

Clara: Well, I just treat them how I think my parents should have treated me and... you know.
*She said, her sadness softening her voice with every word*.

Me: Oh I'm so sorry, I -.

Clara: No worries, it wasn't your fault.
Plus, I've over come it.

Me: Oh, well I'm still sorry... you know I don't like kids.

Clara:*gasps*.
Why, they're so cute and loveable.

Me: Nah, if only my parents thought of me that way.

Clara: What'd you mean.

Me: ......My parents are this (super rich) very influential people and well they didn't want kids, but ended up having me, no matter all the (condoms) protection they used; well long story short, they got me.

They didn't want me, so they never took (loved me) care of me.

*I said, using precise words than what I thought*.

Clara: I'm sorry,... but they got you this far.
*She tried to lighten up the mood*.

Jason: Yup, by never visiting and always sending money and (lavishly expensive gifts) stuff for my upkeep.

Clara: That's horrible.

Jason: ....

Clara: I'm sorry.

Jason: Don't need to be.

Clara: Oh, well I'm still sorry.

*This made me feel safe and happy for a reason, maybe cause she copied that line from me*.

Jason: ....I...I like old people.

Clara: Wait, you think I'm old.

Jason: No... Yes... maybe... not.

Clara: Well, I'm not... plus I'm only doing this...job, So I can go to college.

Jason: Tell me your not gonna leave me.

*She giggles cutely*.

Clara: Maybe... Maybe not.

Jason: Hey tell please.

Clara: Nope.
*She said popping the'p'*.

Jason: Well can I see you later.

Clara: Is it a date.
*She raises a brow*.

Jason: ... No um I...I just wanted to...I didn't-.

Clara: Hey, calm down. It was just a joke.

Jason: Oh yeah, uh -.

Clara: Ofcourse I'll see you later.
I promise.
(✿^‿^).
Bye.
*She waved at me*.

Jason: Bye.
*I muttered under my breath and*-.

Honk Honk Honk

Me: Oh, shit, I totally forgot the guy's.

Ralph: What the fvck, Jason.

Michael: We've been waiting for hours.

*I run up to them and enter the car*.

Me: I'm fvcking sorry.

Neil: You sure, cause it looked like you were having a great time.

Francis: Talking with Ms Clarabelle.

Jason: Shut your A hole, can we just go home.

Daniel: Sure...if love will allow it.

Jason: That's it your all dead.
*I lunged out to them, grabbing a hold of their ties and after a series of beating they were all quiet*.

Francis: Lover boy.

*Well 'cept from Francisco*.