The War Is On

Encounters with Mr. Frizzy

Chapter 3: Encounters with Mr. Frizzy

When I left the bathroom -with sassiness, I might add, the bell rang for the second period. Honestly, I was thinking about sitting at my car listening to AC/DC or something but I've got to gather information as much as possibble about Nick, you know, the downsides of blackmailing -it takes time.

So I dragged myself to History class. Freaking boring past is in the past why do they bother us with useless information?

I laughed at my inner conflict. I was talking about leaving the past behind but the thing I was going to do to my brother was colliding with my thoughts. I'm mental, I thought. Well... That wasn't a news to anyone.

I opened the door for the history, I was late.

The teacher who looked like a goddamn grandma by the way, didn't miss that, of course. "So you're supposed to be the new student. You're late."

I looked at her bluntly. "Obviously, cupcake. Didn't you hear the bell?"

"Excuse me?" she said, looking pissed.

"God, you've got to get checked those ears of yours don't you?"

She put her hand to one of her ears instinctively.

"Sit down, young lady." she muttered, but I could see that she was a little embarrassed when I was scooping down at the back of the classroom.

The whole class, by this point trying to hold their laughter while everyone's eyes were following me. One pair of the eyes belonged to the bitchy blonde who was standing with Nick at the school yard. Well, let me tell you she wasn't very fond of me.

Ditto, you Bimbo.

Hey! That rhymed.

Gosh shut the fuck up already.

While I was having inner conversation I hadn't realized who I sat with. Sexy Beast. Awesome, every friend of my brother loved me dearly and apparently just couldn't leave me the fuck alone. Seriously, did they gang up on me or something?

"Hey," he whispered, still smiling from my conversation with the old lady. Well damn wasn't he handsome.

I turned to him looking emotionlessly "What?"

"Nobody ever talked to her like that before. Well Logan did once and he was sent to the principle."

I scoffed. That douche probably deserved it and it was no surprise of him to pay a visit to the principle. Bathroom sex? Really? "Do I look like I care?"

"Wow, icy." he was still smiling. "I'm Jared, by the way."

"You're mistaking me with someone. Someone who cares."

"Are you always that bitchy? Excuse my french."

"Let me see..." I tapped my finger to my chin. "Yes I am. You should've figured it out already it was no brainiac."

He chuckled and turned at his seat to face the teacher. Are all friends of Nick were stupid or what? Probably yeah, they were all hanging out with him afer all, so it wasn't a surprise, really.

The sucky lessons passed and it was the last one before lunch. One of the teachers actually tried to make me introduce myself. Let's say it was a miracle I didn't flip him off. Stupid jocks and chirpy girls were coming to talk to me beside my locker. I didn't break any bones, only hearts so I guess I was full of miracles today. Might as well be Santa or something.

I looked at the paper of my classes. English.

Seriously, this was bothering me. I was in high school for duck's sake. Could this be even more boring? When was I supposed to start slaying heads or burning vital organs? It was really hard not to use your powers after playing with them for so long. I was itching for a fight.