Chapter Twelve: Lunch Time!
“It’s lunch time!” Penny announced.
“Thank god” Constance let out a sigh of relief after having to sit through 3 ½ hours of Mr. Mackentire explaining where Mental Hospitals came from, etc, etc.
“It’s probably the most fun we have all day” Andrew said, walking up beside her.
“I’ll bet” Constance agreed, then yawned as she slung her bag over her shoulder.
“Hey there!” Jean said, skipping up next to her and wrapping her arm around her best friend’s shoulders.
“Hey, how was your first class?” Constance took her friend’s arm from her shoulder and hooked her arm through it.
“Excuse me miss” Ethan’s hand slipped into Constance’s back pocket.
“Yes, sir?” she slipped her hand into his jacket pocket, and wrapped her hand around his phone.
“How was your first class?” he asked, looking at both Constance and Jean.
“Boring” they answered simultaneously.
“Mine too” he nodded.
“So you can have your hand in her pocket but I can’t?” Andrew asked, looking at Ethan.
“It’s something we do” Ethan rolled his eyes.
“It seems like you guys are dating” Penny said.
“They’re not,” Jean stated. “They’re just super duper close”
“I don’t break promises” Constance said, giving Jean a warm smile.
“Can you count?” Ethan looked over at Jean.
“Yes Ethan, I can count” she rolled her eyes.
“Wanna count my abs?” he smiled.
“Maybe later” she laughed.
“Alrighty then” he winked at her and she started to giggle like a school girl.
“Why do you do that?” I punched him in the stomach with the hand that was already wrapped around his phone in his jacket pocket.
“Do what?”
“Stop being you, for like two minutes”
“Why?” he complained.
“You’re way too charming for your own good, stop it” she warned.
“Alright, alright, fine,” he sighed. “Of I can leave and go be charming with Candy and her ‘grubby slut butt’, if you want”
“Ethan James, I will hurt you if you ever go back to her,” she snarled. “Ever”
“Then you’ll let me be charming right here?” he questioned.
“E-Bear!” Candy yelled, running up to him.
“Um, hey” he said, taking his hand out of Constance’s pocket to wave but then quickly returned it back to it’s place.
“Thank god” Constance let out a sigh of relief after having to sit through 3 ½ hours of Mr. Mackentire explaining where Mental Hospitals came from, etc, etc.
“It’s probably the most fun we have all day” Andrew said, walking up beside her.
“I’ll bet” Constance agreed, then yawned as she slung her bag over her shoulder.
“Hey there!” Jean said, skipping up next to her and wrapping her arm around her best friend’s shoulders.
“Hey, how was your first class?” Constance took her friend’s arm from her shoulder and hooked her arm through it.
“Excuse me miss” Ethan’s hand slipped into Constance’s back pocket.
“Yes, sir?” she slipped her hand into his jacket pocket, and wrapped her hand around his phone.
“How was your first class?” he asked, looking at both Constance and Jean.
“Boring” they answered simultaneously.
“Mine too” he nodded.
“So you can have your hand in her pocket but I can’t?” Andrew asked, looking at Ethan.
“It’s something we do” Ethan rolled his eyes.
“It seems like you guys are dating” Penny said.
“They’re not,” Jean stated. “They’re just super duper close”
“I don’t break promises” Constance said, giving Jean a warm smile.
“Can you count?” Ethan looked over at Jean.
“Yes Ethan, I can count” she rolled her eyes.
“Wanna count my abs?” he smiled.
“Maybe later” she laughed.
“Alrighty then” he winked at her and she started to giggle like a school girl.
“Why do you do that?” I punched him in the stomach with the hand that was already wrapped around his phone in his jacket pocket.
“Do what?”
“Stop being you, for like two minutes”
“Why?” he complained.
“You’re way too charming for your own good, stop it” she warned.
“Alright, alright, fine,” he sighed. “Of I can leave and go be charming with Candy and her ‘grubby slut butt’, if you want”
“Ethan James, I will hurt you if you ever go back to her,” she snarled. “Ever”
“Then you’ll let me be charming right here?” he questioned.
“E-Bear!” Candy yelled, running up to him.
“Um, hey” he said, taking his hand out of Constance’s pocket to wave but then quickly returned it back to it’s place.
“E-Bear! Get your hands off her fat ass” Candy growled.
“You can’t tell him what to do” Jean argued.
“And you can? Little miss Princess?” Candy glared at her.
“Nobody’s bossing me around” Ethan spoke up for himself.
“But you do everything little miss ‘grab-my-butt’ says!” she exclaimed.
“That’s what friends do. I do things for her, she does things for me. And she didn’t tell me to grab her butt, I grabbed it on my own” Ethan said with a smile.
“You make it seem so perverted” Constance groaned.
“I’m sorry” Ethan apologized, barely seeming sorry.
“God, get a room!” Candy shouted, then stalked off towards her whore posse.
“Get a room? What’s she talking about?” Jean asked. “All you were doing was talking”
“She’s a little on the stupid side” Penny hid a smile.
“Yes, I know” Constance muttered.
“Ignore her, please” Ethan muttered, walking forward towards the lunch line.
“No, no, no” Constance stopped walking, Jean’s arm disconnected from hers, btu Ethan’s hand somehow managed to stay in her back pocket.
“What? What’s the matter?” Jean looked back at them.
“I have to go to the bathroom, Jean come with me” Constance grabbed Jean by the arm, and started walking forward.
“Can I come to?” Ethan joked.
“No you cannot!” Jean half yelled, then ran with me to the bathroom.
“I hate her” Constance said, once they were in the bathroom.
“Hate who? That Candy chick? Yeah, I hate her too” Jean nodded, putting some more mascara on
“I can’t believe Ethan dated her” Constance muttered.
“He dated her?” she asked, seemingly hurt.
“I think so? He told me he kissed her like three to four times a day but maybe he was just being slutty” Constance shrugged.
“God, theres so much we don’t know about him” Jean muttered, washing her hands at the sink.
“There’s tons we don’t know about him, I know”
“It kinda makes him a stranger…don’t you think?”
“I guess, I mean it’s not as bad as it could be” Constance shrugged.
“Here, hold this” a girl handed Constance a cigarette.
“You too” another girl handed Jean a cigarette.
Just as the girls handed them off, the Head Mistress’s assistant walked into the bathroom. “Miss Marie and Miss Miller, smoking is prohibited on school grounds! You will serve detention tomorrow morning.” The woman snatched the buds from their hands and dumped them in the trash.
“But we didn’t do it!” Jean exclaimed.
“You will be in the cemetery at 4:30 tomorrow morning whether you like it or not! You are excused.” She shooed them out.
“You can’t tell him what to do” Jean argued.
“And you can? Little miss Princess?” Candy glared at her.
“Nobody’s bossing me around” Ethan spoke up for himself.
“But you do everything little miss ‘grab-my-butt’ says!” she exclaimed.
“That’s what friends do. I do things for her, she does things for me. And she didn’t tell me to grab her butt, I grabbed it on my own” Ethan said with a smile.
“You make it seem so perverted” Constance groaned.
“I’m sorry” Ethan apologized, barely seeming sorry.
“God, get a room!” Candy shouted, then stalked off towards her whore posse.
“Get a room? What’s she talking about?” Jean asked. “All you were doing was talking”
“She’s a little on the stupid side” Penny hid a smile.
“Yes, I know” Constance muttered.
“Ignore her, please” Ethan muttered, walking forward towards the lunch line.
“No, no, no” Constance stopped walking, Jean’s arm disconnected from hers, btu Ethan’s hand somehow managed to stay in her back pocket.
“What? What’s the matter?” Jean looked back at them.
“I have to go to the bathroom, Jean come with me” Constance grabbed Jean by the arm, and started walking forward.
“Can I come to?” Ethan joked.
“No you cannot!” Jean half yelled, then ran with me to the bathroom.
“I hate her” Constance said, once they were in the bathroom.
“Hate who? That Candy chick? Yeah, I hate her too” Jean nodded, putting some more mascara on
“I can’t believe Ethan dated her” Constance muttered.
“He dated her?” she asked, seemingly hurt.
“I think so? He told me he kissed her like three to four times a day but maybe he was just being slutty” Constance shrugged.
“God, theres so much we don’t know about him” Jean muttered, washing her hands at the sink.
“There’s tons we don’t know about him, I know”
“It kinda makes him a stranger…don’t you think?”
“I guess, I mean it’s not as bad as it could be” Constance shrugged.
“Here, hold this” a girl handed Constance a cigarette.
“You too” another girl handed Jean a cigarette.
Just as the girls handed them off, the Head Mistress’s assistant walked into the bathroom. “Miss Marie and Miss Miller, smoking is prohibited on school grounds! You will serve detention tomorrow morning.” The woman snatched the buds from their hands and dumped them in the trash.
“But we didn’t do it!” Jean exclaimed.
“You will be in the cemetery at 4:30 tomorrow morning whether you like it or not! You are excused.” She shooed them out.
