Chits and Chats [ #2]

Chat [Instances of Thought]

Chat [Instances of Thought]

"Meg," Jessica touched her shoulder softly as they watched Connor stumble out of the doors.

"C'mon, he-er-he doesn't really mean that, he's just having a tough time lately and he...Connor did plan on telling you about the notes, okay? Just not like this," Jacob awkwardly spoke up for his best friend as a small crowd began to gather around them.

Megan turned to him, shocked, "You knew about this!?"

"It wasn't my secret to tell!" he defended himself, looking at Jessica for help.

"H-how long?" Megan croaked, throat dry.

Jacob backed away, "Since forever, I suppose."

"Did you know about it too, Jess?" she asked quietly, tears threatening to drop from her eyes.

"What, no!" Jessica said, putting an arm around her. "Meg, let's just get out of here okay? We'll figure it out. Everything will be fi-"

Megan jerked free, "Everything won't be fine so don't try to say that. Leave me alone, please."

"I can't do that, I'm your best friend, I'm not leaving you," came the stubborn reply.

"Spare me the pity, Miss. Perfect," Megan retorted wildly. "You go live your happy little oblivious life with your troubled boyfriend who doesn't give a damn abut your friends, okay?"

Jessica looked as if she had been slapped but tried to stay calm, "If you're trying to push me away, this won't work."

"Excuse me, excuse me," Lobster pushed through the crowd. "What is happening here? What is the cause of this commotion? Aha, Mr. Lawson still upto his tricks, huh?"

He caught sight of Megan and Jessica too, "And Miss. Jackson, of course. Well, detention for the three of you."

"I already have lifelong detentions," Jacob quipped.

"He wasn't doing anything," Jessica butted in. "Seriously, you can let-"

"Are you telling me how to do my job, Miss. Summers? Your company seems to be affecting you. Might I add another detention to remind you of your place?"

Jessica reddened, "No, sir."

***

"Did you know about it too? Who all knew?" Meg asked quietly.

"No, of course not" Jessica replied. "Why would you think that?"

They were sitting in Jessica's house drinking tea that Mrs. Summers had immediately made, seeing their worried expressions as they had walked wordlessly into Jessica's room. The tea had done nothing to calm the situation. In fact, pretending to drink sips of the liquid might have actually worsened Megan's mood.