Jean and Danny 5

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I sighed heavily as I gathered my things, the bell blaring at last, signaling the end of school.

I hadn't been able to concentrate in any of my classes today. I was paranoid that someone had found out what Danny and I had done in the classroom, and when I wasn't scanning every face in the classroom... I was... Well... Not concentrating. All of those suppressed mental images flew into my face, and distracted me from my teacher's ramblings, which rarely ever happened to me. I was always studious, and I always strived to do my best at school, and at work.

Oh no. If I couldn't concentrate... That meant... Danny would be bad for me! I... I couldn't let him be bad for me!

Well, what of there was a way to get rid of those images? I frowned as I walked to my locker, deep in thought. How? How could I make those images stop appearing in my head? Every theory I came up with sounded ridiculous... Except for one.

And that one scared me.

One word. Experiment. Wow. That sounds bad, even in my mind!

W-well.. You see... I-if I did the things that were in my mind... Or at least a variant of them... Then.. Well... I'd know they aren't as good as my mind said they were... And then I'd stop fantasizing about them. Only problem? They were probably a lot better than my mind said they were, and then I could probably never stop thinking about doing them again. The probability of that happening was a lot higher than I'd liked.

I stopped at my locker, and quickly placed my things inside there, then withdrew my bag, thankful that the teachers hadn't given me any homework this week. It was a surprise, but if I did get any homework, I'd be able to do it in a couple of minutes without too much trouble.

I shut my locker, and slung my bag over my back, then turned around. I was greeted by one of my friends from class, looking at me with an intrigued expression.

"Hey, you didn't walk with us this morning," she pointed out, smiling politely.

Oh, right. I'd completely forgotten to apologize.

"Uh... Yeah. I had an assignment I had to hand in early, so I wanted to make sure the teacher got it before the weekend. That's why I got here early, because I didn't have class with her," I babbled, quickly, lying as feebly as humanly possible.

Surprisingly, the girl must've thought that the feebleness in my voice must've just been apart of my personality, because she nodded, and smiled.

"Okay, cool. I hope you have a good weekend. The others and I are going to a bowling alley after school, so we won't be able to walk you home. You'll be alright by yourself though, right?" She asked, still as polite as punch.

I nodded, smiling. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine. I'm sorry that I didn't walk with you guys today, though," I apologized, smiling.

She shrugged, and then waved. "It's okay. See you around, Jean!" She called, walking off to the other group of people who I normally walked with.

I waved friendlily as she walked off, then sighed with relief.

Today, I hadn't offended anybody at all. I mean, I normally didn't, but today wasn't a normal day. I was surprised nobody had been upset with me today, but I was also thankful. I shook my head, and my hair fell to frame my face, in what I hoped was a nice way, then I set off to find Daniel.

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