Perspectives (A Jack Gilinsky Fanfiction)

Chapter 3. No Chemistry

When I finally found my way to the classroom, I wasn't shocked when I found out there weren't any available seats left. Except for one; next to Jack. How typical. 

I went over to Eddie, who sat the furthest away from the blackboard, and asked him if he wanted to switch seats. 

"No way! Are you kidding?" he said, because, obviously everybody wants to sit the furthest back. 

"Yeah, haha, stupid question" I said and asked about 3 other people to switch seats with me, before Mr. Hannigan, our chemistry teacher came barging through the door.

"If you please sit down mrs. Finnickee." he said and pointed to the empty chair next to Jack. 

This classroom had stations, not desks, because it was a lab. And that meant I'd have to share stations with him. I rolled my eyes and walked slowly over to Jack's station.

"Hey babe" he said and gave me a huge smile.

I looked at him like he had just said the stupidest thing in all of mankind.

"Don't babe me" I said with an anger in my voice that would make anyone terrified. 

But not Jack. He didn't even flinch. He just kept smiling at me and opened his book. 

I hated that I had to be next to him today, but then I figured I'd just come a bit earlier tomorrow and find another seat. Just as I thought that, Mr. Hannigan opened his big mouth and said

"I hope everyone made a good decision about their seats, because here is where you're going to be sitting all year."

I couldn't believe it. I knew this was karma. I could almost swear by it. I looked at Mr. Hannigan like I was about to scream, but I kept my mouth shut. I looked over at Jack who couldn't stop smiling. He was such an asshole. God, I hated him.

"Looks like we're going to be spending some time together" Jack whispered to me.

"Pfft. We only have chemistry---" I said as I tried to find my schedule. Six times. Six fucking times a week. 

"Six times a week?" Jack said and grinned a little. Ugh, I wanted to punch him in the face. I put down my schedule and stared up into the air, trying to ignore what had just happened. I turned to him and looked at him with disgust. 

"Yes. Six times a week, six times a fucking week." I said and opened my book on page 256 where there were a bunch of numbers and letters and stuff I didn't know anything about. 

"Uh, you know Mr. Hannigan haven't assigned us anything yet, right?" he said and closed my book. 

I looked at him and rolled my eyes for the 200th time in the last 5 minutes.

"I am very aware of that Jack. I just wanted to...uh... read about..."

I opened my book on a random page where it said something about acids.

"Acid based cleaners. I wanted to read about acid based cleaners. Okay?" 

I couldn't believe how stupid I sounded. I just wanted him off my back, not look like a complete idiot. I regret what I said the second I said it. Jack just laughed and looked at me. 

"Weak excuse" 

he said and closed my book again. Mr. Hannigan finally continued to talk. 

"As you all probably know, chemistry is not just about substances and practical work. There are a lot of different things we're going to learn about, like theory. You will not only be performing practical work, but also doing a lot of theoretical work. As a start to this season, I will assign you the first homework of the year."

he said and walked over to his desk to find something. He walked back when he had found it and started explaining the assignment.

"You will go together with your partner and you're going to find a way to make a good Cleaner without acid. After you've figured out how to make it, you're going to actually make it. You will do this as a team, and I strongly recommend that you use stuff from your kitchen if you don't want to use your lousy week pay to buy substances for homework. Clear?"

Everyone nodded, but not me. 

"Wait, you said this was a homework? How do we do this? I mean, we can't exactly make this cleaner on a McDonald's?" 

I said trying to make him change his mind. 

"Oh, I'm sure you'll figure something out. Are you afraid to go home to Mr. Gilinsky here?"

he said with a sarcasm so strong you could probably smell it. 

I just nodded and looked down. 

"Don't worry Kendra. I don't bite... much" 

he said and looked at me like I was his next victim. He totally snatched that from one of his vines.

"Ew" 

I said and looked away.

Yay, I couldn't wait to come home with Mr. KnowItAll! Fuck.