Boom! [JD]

[Bell Kent]

There were snuggling couples everywhere Bell looked. It had been a week since the dance and everyone was still in their lovie dovey moods kissing and snuggling and boy was Bell ever glad that he hadn't seen or noticed any lovey dovey behavior from Jay. The guy had scolded him for being kissy with two people in the same day for his birthday and now he couldn't find Therru again at all and he really did try and find her.

Angela, he was still kinda mad at. Yes he'd seen her at the dance with some wierdo people and of course he'd been with Abby. How cute was that name? Abby. The girl had a few issues, he could tell, but he could work it. Bell strolled through the cafeteria doors, hands in his pockets and an easy way about his walk, like he was in his element because Hammel was his element.

It was packed for lunch time but he had a determination to have a little alone time to work on his science. He needed to ace his test anyway but then... he saw the coke bottle... open... on the table. Bell flicked his eyes up to the person who was busy chatting with someone else, the owner of the coke bottle. The blonde hovered on the edge of do and don't. Bell tenses up and let out a quick breath before pulling at his super speed and zooming passed them.

Before the mentos chew had even hit the coke, Bell was already seated with his lap top open. There was a whole bunch of screams as the Coke bottle started spewing out coke on those unfortunate people surrounding it and Bell snickered in his sunny corner beside the cafeteria window, certain that no one had seen him.

[JD Paerson]

JD was multitasking, and unfortunately not rather well. He'd spent last night with Jalen (again), but it meant he hadn't had time to work on his math homework. Which was, naturally, due next period. Not that it was overly difficult, it just took time. And he couldn't afford to skip lunch. His stomach was already unhappy with him for only snarfing a bowl of cereal and a piece of toast for breakfast.

So he was sitting in the cafeteria, trying to eat his food, finish his homework, and not splatter spaghetti sauce all over the paper. The room was pretty full--it was lunchtime, after all--and there were some other people sitting down at the end of the table, but they were easy enough to ignore.

"Aaand, done!" JD said, grinning as he put the final marks on the page. Unfortunately for him, it was just at that moment when the guy at the end had his coke start fizzing. It took him a moment to realize what was happening, but by then his homework was getting soaked. With a last shred of hope he snatched it up off the table, but it was too far gone. Furious, he looked around the room to see who had done this.

And there, over in the corner, was a kid who looked just a little too pleased with himself. Still clutching his soaked homework, JD stalked over.

"Hey you," he said, coming up on the guy while he was snickering, "What's so funny? Did you know that my math homework just got ruined? Or that you just destroyed my lunch, which, thank you very much, I need so that I don't pass out in class? Are you willing to redo my Calc so that I can turn it in? Or do you just want to explain it to the teacher for me so I don't fail?"

And, of course, he chose to ignore the fact that had it been him pulling the prank, it would have been funny. Not to mention the fact that he had pulled that sort of thing himself in the past. But when the shoe was on the other foot, well, it wasn't so great.