Falling for You (Rafe Khatchadorian Fanfic) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 9: Jeanne & the Food Chain

"Dream of Jeanne." she said, handing out flyers to everyone.

A small girl came up to Jeanne.

"Can I have one?"

"Oh, yeah. Sure. Dream of Jeanne."

"Thanks."

Rafe and Katelyn walked down the steps. Katelyn observed their surroundings.

"Rafe. You go on ahead. I'll be right back."

"Huh? What? Why?"

"I'll be back."

"Fine weirdo."

Katelyn rushed off.

"What's up dude?" Leo appeared.

"Hey Leo."

"Jeanne's over there, you going to say hi?"

"Shut up dude."

"Hey, you're that guy."

Rafe stopped next to the girl.

"No, I'm not."

"The guy who clapped for my speech?"

"Oh yeah! That was me. I'm Rafe." Rafe said, sticking out his hand.

Jeanne took his hand and shook it with a smile on her face.

"Bam. That's one vote. That was easy."

Rafe laughed.

"Can you believe that something this cool is actually happening at our school?" she said, gesturing to the mural.

Rafe's face brightened.

"You think the graffiti is, like, really cool?"

"Well, not just that. I think the Post-it thing was amazing too. And Dwight's hair? Genius."

Leo, who was standing behind Jeanne, wiggled his eyebrows at Rafe.

"I just love that someone has the guts, you know, to take on the establishment. And I'm not the only one who thinks so. Check out how many likes it got on my Facebook page." Jeanne said, pulling out her phone and showing Rafe.

Rafe's eyes widened. 

"Woah!"

"Yeah. That means it's actually spreading to other schools."

"Hey, uhm.. Do you wanna know a secret? I..."

Leo's eyes widened.

"Anonymous. You're anonymous." Leo coughed out.

"Actually... Uhh, I'm really just digging your boots! Good job! Good choice!"

Leo held up an ok sign.

Jeanne blushed and looked at her boots.

"Thanks."

"Hey. What's up guys?" Katelyn said, popping up next to Rafe.

"Hi. You're Katelyn Summers, right?"

"Uhh yep. Last time I checked."

Jeanne chuckled.

"I'm in love with your work. Like, your photography skills are totally rad."

"Oh, thanks. I've never heard that one before."

"Anyways, Rafe, what are you doing after school next Friday?" Jeanne asked.

"Do you wanna go on a..."

"Fundraiser."

"Yeah, a date."

A twinge of jealousy ran through Katelyn's small frame. She didn't know why though.