JadaFic

Jada the Janitor

A/N       Ok not all schools have this, but a Janitor bell is like your average dismissal bell- except for the janitor. It rings and no one cares, except for the janitor. It usually means they're calling them to clean something up, but could mean otherwise. Sorry for this lengthy stupid author's note.

Jada's POV

I sat in class and my mind raced to figure out the area of the trapezoid sitting on the math test lying on my desk. Once the answer was clear, I quickly jotted it down. I looked down on the finished test. 

Damn, my handwriting is hot,  I thought. I've been told this many times, and I agree. My handwriting is too sexy for its shirt. 

Just as I was about to start reading The Fault in Our Stars, a super awesome book by John Green that everyone on Wattpad should read, the janitor bell rang. 

Shit. 

I raised my hand and asked to be excused. Mrs. Hamandcheestick, the teacher, lowered her glasses and glowered at me. I returned it with a steely gaze. She reluctantly let me go. At least I had a reason to escape Mrs. H's class.

I slowly made my way to the Janitor's closet- the opposite way of the bathroom- and picked out one of my keys. I stuck it in the keyhole and unlocked it. Turning to see if anyone had noticed, I slipped into the small room. I locked it behind me and turned on the light. The dim place smelled like me. How do I know that? I don't. Only the author does. ONLY THE AUTHOR. 

As I slipped into my gross janitor shirt and pulled on my janitor overalls. I swapped out my converse for some janitor shoes. I picked up a mask that had been sitting on a crate of cleaning supplies. I slowly fit over my teenage face.

I looked into the broken, grubby mirror on the back of the door. I wiped it with the back of my sleeve. Looking in, I had only one thought:

I look disgusting.

Perfect. I grabbed the mop and head out the door toward the cafeteria. Jada's classmates saw her in her grotesque Janitor form, and they started shipping her with Stephanie, one of Jada's close friends. Stephanie began laugh/crying and shipped them all with a kid named Jason. She shipped all of them with Jason.

All of them.

Little did they know that it was Jada behind that face. In the cafeteria, Jada mopped and mopped until the mop sopped. The story turned into something out of a Doctor Seuss Book for a minute there. 

As soon as the job was done, Jada headed back into the closet she called her own, and rid herself of any evidence that indicated she had a Hannah Montana life. Fixing her hair, she left the dingy room and returned to Mrs. Hamandcheestick's class. 

The end.

A/N         god these stories are so dumb. What can I say though, It's kind of fun writing them. Anyway, Jada decided to make me continue this dumb series and here and there I'll put up random things for What Happened Yesterday, @icecreamweird0's amazing story that relate to it. So it's fanfiction I guess??? WRONG. It's Jadafiction. Please Vote, it really means a lot to me!