Chapter Ten: The Middle Finger!
“Um, who are you?” Constance asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Ethan!” the girl said, smiling widely at him.
“Oh, hey Penny” Ethan said awkwardly, putting his hands on Constance’s shoulders.
“How many girls do you know, Ethan?!” Constance hissed.
“Um, lots?” Ethan murmured.
“I didn’t know you were such a jerk” Constance pulled away from him to go back to what she was doing.
“I’m not,” Ethan turned towards her. “You know me better than anyone, Penny and I were just friends”
"Of course you were” Constance said crossly.
“We were!” Ethan protested.
“Are you guys, like, dating?” Penny asked.
“No, god no, ew” Constance shook her head briskly.
“ ‘Ew’? What’s wrong with dating me?” Ethan asked.
“I’m mad at you, don’t talk to me” Constance announced.
“Aw c’mon, we’ve been over this.” Ethan complained.
“Ethan, leave her alone,” Jean commented. “And, Penny, is it? How did you even get in here if the door was closed?”
“I have the universal key,” Penny smiled. “I also have a key to the filing cabinets, and the offices, I’m one of the most trusted students here”
“Right! Well, how do you know Ethan?” Jean put a hesitant hand on Ethan’s shoulder.
“I showed him around school on his first day, and,” she leaned closer to whisper in Jean’s ear. “I kinda have a crush on him”
“Oh gross” Constance said, having overheard what she said.
“How did you hear that? We’re all the way over here” Penny asked, looking all the way across the room at Constance.
“I don't know” Constance stated.
“Right, well, it was nice seeing you Ethan” Penny held out her hand for him to shake.
“Um, same here” he shook her hand.
“I’ll catch you later Penny” Andrew smiled at her.
“Alright” she waved as she walked out.
“Andrew, was it? How do you know Ethan?” Jean asked.
Constance sat on her bed, hidden by the darkness, with her arms curled around her legs; tracing the corners on her differently shaped patches on her skinny jeans. .
“We were roommates when we were 11, then Ethan went home and didn’t come back till now” Andrew shrugged.
“Ethan!” the girl said, smiling widely at him.
“Oh, hey Penny” Ethan said awkwardly, putting his hands on Constance’s shoulders.
“How many girls do you know, Ethan?!” Constance hissed.
“Um, lots?” Ethan murmured.
“I didn’t know you were such a jerk” Constance pulled away from him to go back to what she was doing.
“I’m not,” Ethan turned towards her. “You know me better than anyone, Penny and I were just friends”
"Of course you were” Constance said crossly.
“We were!” Ethan protested.
“Are you guys, like, dating?” Penny asked.
“No, god no, ew” Constance shook her head briskly.
“ ‘Ew’? What’s wrong with dating me?” Ethan asked.
“I’m mad at you, don’t talk to me” Constance announced.
“Aw c’mon, we’ve been over this.” Ethan complained.
“Ethan, leave her alone,” Jean commented. “And, Penny, is it? How did you even get in here if the door was closed?”
“I have the universal key,” Penny smiled. “I also have a key to the filing cabinets, and the offices, I’m one of the most trusted students here”
“Right! Well, how do you know Ethan?” Jean put a hesitant hand on Ethan’s shoulder.
“I showed him around school on his first day, and,” she leaned closer to whisper in Jean’s ear. “I kinda have a crush on him”
“Oh gross” Constance said, having overheard what she said.
“How did you hear that? We’re all the way over here” Penny asked, looking all the way across the room at Constance.
“I don't know” Constance stated.
“Right, well, it was nice seeing you Ethan” Penny held out her hand for him to shake.
“Um, same here” he shook her hand.
“I’ll catch you later Penny” Andrew smiled at her.
“Alright” she waved as she walked out.
“Andrew, was it? How do you know Ethan?” Jean asked.
Constance sat on her bed, hidden by the darkness, with her arms curled around her legs; tracing the corners on her differently shaped patches on her skinny jeans. .
“We were roommates when we were 11, then Ethan went home and didn’t come back till now” Andrew shrugged.
“Did Ethan ever bring any girls to your room?” Jean asked curiously.
“Jean!” Ethan shouted, seemingly offended
“Um…should I answer that question?” Andrew looked between Ethan and Jean.
“No. Don’t answer that question” Ethan said crossly.
“And why not?” Jean crossed her arms over her chest.
“The answer’s yes, isn’t it” Constance grumbled.
“Is it?” Jean asked.
“I’m sure it is” Constance muttered.
“Constance, you know me better than anyone here, you know the answer” Ethan said.
“EVERYONE REPORT TO YOUR CLASSES IN THE 5 MINUTES! UNIFORMS WILL BE CHECKED AND MEASURED!” a woman said over the loud speaker.
“Get out, Ethan.” Constance shoved at him and his friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Constance and Jean walked down the hall, hoping to find someone they could follow to class. Just as they were about to ask for directions, Penny came running out from behind one of the gray marble pillars in the hall. “Hey, hey!” she announced.
“Hi Penny” Constance waved.
“What’s up?” Jean waved, too.
“Do you guys need help getting to your first class? I’ll show you the way!” she smiled widely.
"Um, what do we do with these?” Jean held up a piece of paper, and opened it.
“Those are you schedules, let me see,” Penny took Jeans out of her hand. “You have a different first class than me, but I know where it is”
“Could you show me?”
“It’s down the hall to the right, in the library” Penny pointed and handed her the paper back.
“And mine?” Constance handed Penny her schedule.
“We have the same first class, and ours is in the building outside” Penny took Constance by the hand and dragged her out of the building.
***-__-***
“By the way, I’m Penny King” she held out her hand.
“I’m Constance Marie, it’s a pleasure to meet you” she shook the girl’s hand, and walked towards here Andrew was standing.
“Hey Constance” Andrew waved.
“Hey Andrew” she gave him a small smile.
“Hiya” Penny waved at him.
Constance looked over towards the chain link fence, a group of guys leaning against it. There was one boy who stood out from the rest, his jet black hair cast over his eyes and his arms crossed over his chest. She looked over again, hoping to meet his eyes. But instead, he lifted his head and raised his middle finger to her.
“Jean!” Ethan shouted, seemingly offended
“Um…should I answer that question?” Andrew looked between Ethan and Jean.
“No. Don’t answer that question” Ethan said crossly.
“And why not?” Jean crossed her arms over her chest.
“The answer’s yes, isn’t it” Constance grumbled.
“Is it?” Jean asked.
“I’m sure it is” Constance muttered.
“Constance, you know me better than anyone here, you know the answer” Ethan said.
“EVERYONE REPORT TO YOUR CLASSES IN THE 5 MINUTES! UNIFORMS WILL BE CHECKED AND MEASURED!” a woman said over the loud speaker.
“Get out, Ethan.” Constance shoved at him and his friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Constance and Jean walked down the hall, hoping to find someone they could follow to class. Just as they were about to ask for directions, Penny came running out from behind one of the gray marble pillars in the hall. “Hey, hey!” she announced.
“Hi Penny” Constance waved.
“What’s up?” Jean waved, too.
“Do you guys need help getting to your first class? I’ll show you the way!” she smiled widely.
"Um, what do we do with these?” Jean held up a piece of paper, and opened it.
“Those are you schedules, let me see,” Penny took Jeans out of her hand. “You have a different first class than me, but I know where it is”
“Could you show me?”
“It’s down the hall to the right, in the library” Penny pointed and handed her the paper back.
“And mine?” Constance handed Penny her schedule.
“We have the same first class, and ours is in the building outside” Penny took Constance by the hand and dragged her out of the building.
***-__-***
“By the way, I’m Penny King” she held out her hand.
“I’m Constance Marie, it’s a pleasure to meet you” she shook the girl’s hand, and walked towards here Andrew was standing.
“Hey Constance” Andrew waved.
“Hey Andrew” she gave him a small smile.
“Hiya” Penny waved at him.
Constance looked over towards the chain link fence, a group of guys leaning against it. There was one boy who stood out from the rest, his jet black hair cast over his eyes and his arms crossed over his chest. She looked over again, hoping to meet his eyes. But instead, he lifted his head and raised his middle finger to her.
