Homemade Pizza (Phel)

[Rain Tseung]

Rain walked into the home economics classroom. One of the places Rain always ended up on the weekends. She had just got back from the food store, buying all of the ingredients she needed to make the dish she had been craving for since last night. That dish was pizza, of course she could have ordered some, but she didn’t feel like going into town to get it. She still wasn’t sure of hammel took pizza deliveries or not.. So she never tried, nor has she ever asked.. Because really the headmaster was very scary to her, that sounded so childish in her head; she wondered if anyone else was scared of the headmaster..

Either way, here Rain was in the home ec room placing ingredients on one of the large counters. She then when into one of the supply closets and rummaged through to have some bowls, mats, and anything else she needed to make the pizza effectively. She placed a mat down on the counter where her stuff was at, and poured a layer of flour on it. Grabbing the pizza dough that she bought premade, because there was no way she was going to make pizza dough from scratch, maybe one day but not today. Placing the dough on the mat she started to knead it.

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This was one of the rare occasions that Jackson stayed at the school instead of going home to Grams on the weekend. She wasn’t too happy about that, convinced that it was so he could be alone with his ‘girlfriend’ Ginny(and yes, he probably was going to have a secret rendezvous with Rue later), but truth be told…Jackson had to study. Tests didn’t take themselves, and he had midterms coming up, so he had to crunch for a while and not even Grammy’s homemade soup could he afford to be distracted by until they were done. Much to his own regret. (Though somehow, making out with Rue was okay, priorities man!)

But darn it all! Jackson had left his notebook with all his important notes in the home-ec room(his least favorite class btw, the section of his notebook for that class was chock full of bad drawings and scribbles and graffiti art that he totally had no intention of putting on a wall one day). If he was to get any serious studying tonight, because looking over his notes was the best way to figure out what that droning teaching was going to put on the exam, then he needed that notebook! And he definitely wasn’t going to fail. (Hmm, maybe he should consider canceling on Rue after all? Or invite him over to help him and Ginny study? That could work!)

Jackson walked briskly into the home economics classroom, making a b-line straight to his station and digging into the drawers surrounding it, hoping to find his notebook in one of them…..did someone move it? What if the teacher found it and took it with her?? Nooooo! he cried silently when he didn’t find the notebook. That was when he noticed the girl standing at one of the other cooking stations, kneading up some dough on the counter. “Uh….have you seen a notebook around here somewhere? It’s one of those 5-subject kind, blue cover.” (Unlikely, he left it in the computer lab.)

[Rain Tseung]

Rain was kind of glad that most of her relatives lived in a different country… That sounded really bad in her head, but it made some sense. She didn’t have to worry about her parents finding out about things through neighbors, or gossip, so if Rain had done something that she didn’t want her parents to know about and that didn’t involve the school in a bad way they would possibly never find out. Unless River found out and told them, she knew he would probably tell them everything. Not that Rain has ever done anything bad, but she was growing up, and she did kind of think about what certain things were like… She couldn’t help it, she was almost an adult, she was allowed!

She didn’t think Home-ec was a really awful class.. But then again, she was her, and she loved pretty much all of the things that the class taught. Maybe that was a little stereotypical, but she really couldn’t help it, it was who she was. She also didn’t think it was a hard class either, a lot of the answers to anything in the class were just obvious. Or maybe it was just her?

Rain wasn’t paying attention to the door, or even realized that someone had walked in. She was too busy concentrating on her dish. She jumped at the sound of a voice, “Gosh!” She took a few steady breaths as her heart rate slowed down. She ran her floured cover hand through her hair and looked at the boy who was supposedly speaking to her. She shook her head, “No I haven’t seen one.. At least not that I’ve noticed..” Then again she didn’t always notice much apparently. She looked around the room, Nothing in sight, “If you left it on a desk, someone probably took it..” teenagers could be brutal.. Or a teacher probably took it and put it somewhere.

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Whoops! He didn’t mean to startle her. “Sorry…are you okay?” he asked with concern. Hmm…she was pretty cute…

No, no! Focus Jackson! Now was not the time to be a boy!

He gave a half smile, though, when she ran her fingers through her hair and left streaks of flour in it. Should he say anything? His eyes flicked to her hair then back down to her eyes. “Oh… um..okay.” Jackson nodded his head in some disappointment. “…are you sure? There was nothing when you came in, right?” he asked again. Because asking again was going to change the fact that she saw nothing.

The girl’s suggestion, though…really made his shoulder’s slump. Actually his whole body slumped, and Jackson found himself squatting down with his hands on his head, scratching into his hair. “Aww….man! This sucks! I need that to study!” It didn’t occur to him that he may have left it somewhere else. At least not yet.

[Rain Tseung]

She smiled at the boy, “Yeah I’m good! I just don’t end up noticing much when I’m concentrating on something.” With that said she went back to the dough, strangely enough she hadn’t paid much attention to Jackson’s looks, so she couldn’t say what she thought. She started to roll the dough into a circle, making it into pizza shape.

Rain already knew that there was most likely flour in her hair. She always got flour somewhere on her.. But there wasn’t anything she could do about the flour now, if she tried to wipe it off she would only get more flour in her hair. “Not that I saw.. Though truthfully I hadn’t been paying much attention.. Sorry.” Though she doubted that a completely random person would come in here just to steal a notebook… Not many people came in here after class hours, unless they wanted to make something and not many students did.


Turning her head to the side like a cat, she looked at him. She probably could help him, it wouldn’t hold Rain back from anything. Obviously this guy needed notes more than she did. “If you need notes for home ec you can borrow mine. I don’t need them, home ec is a pretty easy class for me. I just write notes down just in case.” And it’s a good thing for him she does. She whipped her hands on her skirt, yes she knew that there was going to be flour on her skirt now too. Then began to dig into her bag that was laying on the floor next to her feet. She found her home ec notebook, and handed it to Jackson.

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“Oh, okay. Sorry.” She seemed pretty focused on what she was doing, now Jackson felt bad for disturbing her. Sigh…oh, well. He had to find that notebook anyway.

Still, he had to offer some sort of admiration to the girl rolling around in dough. Jackson had absolutely no cooking skills whatsoever. The most he could do was follow the instructions on a macaroni and cheese box(or something similar). Making something essentially from scratch like this girl was doing(or at least seemed to be doing) was far out of his league. It reminded him of his Grams. She liked to get down and dirty whenever she cooked up a hearty meal too.

Jackson sighed as the girl confirmed that she didn’t see a single thing, despite having been here the whole time(no she wasn’t). He shook his head. “No…it’s okay.” With yet another sigh, he slumped into the nearest chair, looking much like the world was about to end.

His despair was interrupted when the girl spoke again. “Huh?” he muttered in confusion, looking at the sudden offer in her hand. Wow, this girl was really nice! Unfortunately…

Jackson gently pushed the notebook back to her. “Thanks for that, that’s real nice of you but…” He blushed slightly, feeling bad for having refused her kindness. “It’s actually my math notes I’m looking for.” No, he wasn’t very organized and thus kept his notes for all his classes in the same notebook. That probably accounted for the confusion, he theorized. Jackson smiled, hoping he wasn’t seeming like a jerk. “It’s okay, I’ll figure something out.”

He blinked over to her cooking station, figuring he should probably invest in some conversation to make up for his refusal. "So...what are you making?" He only had a mild interest, but he'd listen anyway.

[Rain Tseung]

“Oh no it’s okay! I don’t mind. I wish I could help more…” She really did, he seemed pretty sad that he couldn’t find his notebook.

Rain wished she made the dough from scratch, but the fact was she didn’t have the time to make something as complicated as dough. But everything else was from scratch, even the sauce. Well except the cheese… she didn’t make the cheese, or the meat… But Rain liked to have fun with her cooking, she enjoyed it, and it helped her relax. She would probably still do it even if she didn’t know how to cook. It is easy to just follow a recipe.

Rain was a little confused when he pushed her offer away. Didn’t he need then notes? Or was it his ego? She knew some people were too prideful to accept an offer of help. Then he explained it was his math he needed, “Oh… I see. I’m sorry. I have math notes too… But I don’t know if we are in the same grade.. or class.” Then again, if they were in the same class she probably would have recognized him. Well, at least you would think. “Are all your notes in one book? Or did you just leave your math notebook here?” or was she just a weirdo and had a notebook for each class…

“Pizza.. Do you wanna help?” Maybe he didn’t… Maybe he should be looking for his notebook. “I mean you don’t have you.” She had already started to shaping the dough, so the hard part was out of the way. “Oh.” She held her floured hand out to Osiris, “I’m Rain. By the way.”

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No so much sad…just worried. And Jackson had a tendency to think about the worst possible outcome, no matter how unlikely. For example, in this situation, if he couldn’t find his notebook, then he wouldn’t be able to study for his math midterm. If he couldn’t study for him midterm, there there was a (small) possibility that he wouldn’t get the highest grade he could get. And what if he somehow got a C of all things!? No doubt his cousins would find out and come ridicule him for being just as stupid as they were, as if they didn’t have enough ammunition against him already. And what if he never found his notebook? It didn’t have just his math notes in it, it had other subject which would mean he wouldn’t be able to study for those subjects either and then where would he be? He might fail all of his classes. After that, any hope of getting anywhere in life was doomed, doomed, DOOMED!!

….Jackson knew this was all irrational and he would find a way out of it sooner or later, but it was hard to not be concerned about those possibilities when they were staring you right in the face.

He sighed and offered a strained smile. “It’s okay…I’ll think of something.” Somehow. He was resourceful like that. “Thanks for the offer though.” Jackson nodded, feeling a bit sheepish for…for something he couldn’t quite put his finger on. Weird. “Yeah….I do…is that weird?” he asked with a slight blush. Jackson wasn’t the most organized of people - far from it actually - but he knew at least where everything was in his mess. His notes were supposed to be separated by the different sections of the thick notebook, but in the end he just wrote wherever was most convenient. Like the first blank page he saw. As long as it worked, it was fine, right? It was still a little embarrassing when people saw the disorder, though.

Surprisingly(or not), Jackson wasn’t put off by the offer, and actually brightened at the prospect of helping. After all, ‘help’ was his middle name, or it would be if it wasn’t already something far more embarrassing. “Oh, really? I can? Um…sure! I’d love to!” he agreed with barely a second thought. Any reason to procrastinate, he could think about his notebook later. He shuffled up to the counter, eyes bright and boyish. “Oh, I’m Jackson. It’s nice to meet you!” Jackson took her offered hand and gave it a good shake, brushing the flour off on his pants with a short laugh afterwards. “I can’t say I’m any good at this, but….what do you want me to do?” He looked at her expectantly, awaiting his orders.

[Rain Tseung]

Rain didn’t worry about tests like he was.. Yeah she studying, but she guessed that she was more confident in herself. She knew she was capable of passing her tests, even without studying. Did that make her egotistical? Or something of that nature…? He could ask to borrow notes from his classmates… At least until he was able to figure out where his notes went. But Rain thought that Jackson already thought about that one.

Maybe he hadn’t actually? “hmm… You could ask to borrow notes from your classmates?” That was a logical thing to do right? Or maybe it wasn’t… If she lost her notes she would ask for the twins.. They were in the same grade, and everything. How funny did that work out? Though she did study a lot with the twins, or well with the twins around… Maybe, she tried to anyways, that had to count for something! Though she didn’t want to mention relationship partners, if he didn’t have any… “Oh or you now friends… Friends work too..” Oh wait, what if he didn’t have friends? That would be sad… And in which case, Rain would totally be his friend! Okay, she would probably be his friend no matter what, cause he seemed like a really nice person. “Oh no! You’re not weird. I’m pretty sure my boyfriends do the same thing.” She chuckled and rubbed the back of her head, “well… If they take notes anyways..” She still wasn’t sure about that one. She never asked, mostly because it didn’t matter, the way they studied was their business, not hers.

She actually kind of wondered what were in the twins notebooks… She blushed at the thought of them doodling her name… Now that was weird wasn’t it? It had to be, she was pretty sure she was the only one that did that.

Rain grinned at Jackson as he accepted his offer, good! More bonding! All the bonding! “Cool!” She was glad for the help, and for the fact that she would have someone to eat it with. Granted, if he wasn’t around she would have probably texted Mia, or the twins, Or River if they wanted to eat with her. “It’s nice to meet you too!” Especially if it meant a new friend, it seemed like all of her friends had graduated. It was a pretty sad realization for Rain, but she got through it. “It’s okay, It’s just pizza, you can’t really mess it up. Well unless you burn it, but I won’t let that happen.” She finished shaping the pizza, now it was time for the toppings. “Well, the sauce needs to be put on it. Do you want to do that while I get out the toppings? Oh what type of toppings do you like on your pizza?” She handed him the bowl with the pizza sauce in it, and a spoon.

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Despite his anxiety, Jackson probably didn't need to study as much as he was planning to. And no doubt most of that studying was going to be spent watching Adventure Time with a textbook in his lap. The boy had such little focus when it came to his studies, it was no wonder he was paranoid when it came close to crunch time. He suddenly worried that it wasn't enough and made plans, a whole schedule, of what he was going to study, and what days he was going to do it, and when he was going to take his breaks....in the end, he always deviated from his plan and ended up exactly what was said before: watching cartoons with a textbook in his lap until all hours of the morning. Then he'd get 2 hours of sleep, and go to class like that, somehow make it through his exam, return home and crash. After a week of wailing, he'd finally get his grade back and find out he didn't do half as bad as he thought.

With those patterns, it was no wonder he got so complacent when it came to studying and procrastinated at every opportunity.

"It's okay," he said in an unconvincing voice. "I'll figure something out." And probably do just as she suggested, pending he didn't find the notebook. She was really nice. And cute too. Hence why he was suddenly disappointed to hear she had a boyfriends...boyfriends? As in plural? He stared at her with like she'd just announced she was the Queen of England or something, his eyes getting wider as she continued to explain and reference her 'boyfriends', and somehow got the impression that she made them take her school notes for her. She was one of those kind of girls?? Should Jackson be worried? Finn's sister was one of those kind of girls as well, and when Jackson met her she'd been...she was scary and cool and amazing all at once.

But this girl didn't seem half as scary as Vicky. Or maybe that was just because Jackson didn't know her well enough yet.

Maybe Jackson should actually ask instead of jumping to conclusions, but the thought never occurred to him, so he continued to believe that she was a she-player, queen of her own male-harem. Of which Jackson would gladly be a part of if she was this nice....no no! He couldn't! Jackson was a good boy! He didn't do stuff like that!

What was 'that' though?

Oh, well, whatever. Maybe if they bonded enough during this pizza making session, she'd find him nice enough to let into her ranks. Jackson laughed, excited for the activity. "I could probably burn it just by looking at it, I think." Cooking wasn't his strong suit at all. So if she didn't tell him what to do, he'd unfortunately be completely lost. "Okay, I can do that." Probably. He took the bowl and spoon from her and started stirring it, gooping it out and playing around with it's goopiness. He did this a few times before finally dipping onto the spread out dough itself. "Pretty much anything. Pepperoni, sausage, mushrooms....anchovies are good." There wasn't a lot to him that didn't go good on pizza. "What have you got?" he wondered.

[Rain Tseung]

She was a little confused about why he looked at her the way he did. Was she talking to fast? She didn’t think she was… She had no clue he would think those things about her, or the twins for that matter. How could anyone think that in general? But that was something she probably would never understand. Maybe people were just close minded, or stereotypical? Either way she would have never thought anyone would think that of her.



There wasn’t anything to be apart of!

She didn’t have any ranks! “Do you have heat ray vision?” A little confused by the statement, how could anyone burn something just by looking at it, well if they didn’t have a power to do so. Rain could be the person to pick up the slack when it comes to the things she’s really good at. Like most people to be honest. Rain chuckled as she looked at Jackson play with the sauce. It seemed like something that the twins would have done also. She smiled at the thought. “anchovies? Yuck…” She looked at er ingredients, “Pepperoni, sausage, pineapple, peppers, olives, mushrooms. We could make a supreme pizza?”

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Jackson was most definitely a person who would stereotype without a second thought. He liked to think he was open minded, but the reality was that many, many of his ideas of how things should be verses what they actually were were very different from each other. It wasn’t completely his fault, though, those were just the ideas and value systems he grew up with. Despite knowing his family was full of a bunch of judgmental assholes, Jackson wasn’t much better sometimes. A lot of times. They rubbed off on him a lot more than he realized.

So the idea of polyamory was completely foreign and scandalous to him, even though that wasn’t what this was. Part of that mentality was making the assumption and not bothering to ask to make sure it was the right one. No doubt he was going to tell his friends about this loose chick the first chance he got, too. It wasn’t a malicious thing. Just mindless.

“Huh? Heat ray vision? No, why??” Where would she get an idea like——oh, was she really that dumb too? “No, I mean….that’s just an expression! I mean, I’m really just that bad at cooking, ah-hahahah…” Wow, that level of dumb was something else. He kept smiling, though, choosing not to say that out loud and hoping she wasn’t a telepath in the meantime. “Whaat? Don’t diss anchovies, they’re good! Nobody gives them a chance, they just assume they’re bad because….I don’t know, because it’s some trend among people, I guess. Half the people who say they don’t like it haven’t even tried it.” Jackson wasn’t too picky, at least he liked to think he wasn’t. Though he did make a face at the idea of olives. “Olives? Yuck…” he said with a laugh, mimicking her earlier statement. “Pineapple and sausage and….well all that sounds good. Except the olives.” Granted, he’d never tried them himself.