I'm In Love With A Rebel

Lunch Time!

I scanned the lunch room looking for DJ and Kimmy.
"Becky! Over here!"
I smiled and sat down. "Hi, guys."
"Becky, this is Helen Chapel, she has sixth period with you."
I looked at Helen. She was chubby, and looked like she needed a friend, maybe a best friend. "Hi, Helen. Are you new too?"
"No, I've been going here since I was a freshman."
"Oh. What is sixth period, anyway?" I poked my Sorry looking potatoes. "Eww."
"American History. You gonna eat that?"
"I guess not." I gave my potatoes to Helen.
"So, Becky, what do ya like?"
"Oh, I like horses."
"Me, too!! Where ya from?"
"Valentine, Nebraska."
"I'm from Texas."
"Oh. I really like your accent."
"Thanks! I like yours too!"
"Do I have an accent?" I asked DJ and Kimmy.
"Kinda."
"Oh, Helen!"
We all looked up to see a dirty blonde guy approaching.
"Hey, Brian. This is Becky, from Nebraska." Helen introduced me.
"Becky from Nebraska?" He smiled. "I'm Brian, from Nantucket."
"Nantucket..?"
"Massachusetts."
"I've always wanted to go to Massachusetts."
"You're not missing much... so, Helen, you wanna come over?"
"Will Joe be there?"
"Well, duh."
"Can I bring Becky?"
"Oh, no, that's—" I started to protest. I didn't want to be the third wheel.
"Sure. The more the merrier." He left.
"Helen!" I protested.
"What? I wanna show you the city."
"Well..okay, I guess..." I had trouble with saying 'no'. "Who's Joe?"
"Brian's older brother." DJ explained. "You'll like Joe."
"He's a little bit like Danny Tanner," Kimmy observed.
"Danny Tanner?" I wondered.
"He's one of the senior's brother in law."
"Whose?"
"Jesse," They all said, somewhat dreamily.
Jesse? If they say his name dreamily, he must be a hunk! "Would I like Jesse?"
"Do you like rebels?" Helen ate her cake.
"Um, no. I believe in rule following."
"Then you wouldn't like Jesse. He's a rebel; he barely does his homework-"
"He jumps on his motorcycle and causes an uproar," DJ continued.
"He ditches class," Kimmy added.
"He--"
"wait a minute. If he's so bad, why did y'all say his name so dreamily?" I asked.
They looked at each other. "Cause he's hot!"
"Oh. Um, Okay."