You Jerk

1. Mister Spider

           

Flick it .

Scare it.

Shoo it .

Crush it. Eww. Last one would be gross, for me, the creature and my book.

I was trying to come up with a way to get of the spider who was creeping stealthily on the window right in front of my 'study' table, where I was sitting trying to 'study', but was I getting any 'study' done? Technical problem. No thank you, spider! 

My finals are going on and our school coordinator thought it would be fun to include a seven-day long vacation before our last exam. I mean what are we supposed to do till then? 

Most of the 'girls' of the 'Woodstock Private Boarding School for 'Girls' had opted going home with a plan of coming a day before the exam, give it and leave right after for the Summer Holidays before the beginning of the next session.

I was one of the few, which were roughly five, to stay back and dream and breath away my miserliness. Marlet, one of the girls in psych class that I actually like, was here as well, though she would go too after the last exam.

Screw it. I thought and banged my books shut, I need to find Mar. I think the impact blew the puny spider off. Take that, spidey! I visibly smirked. 

"Okay, whoever thought Junior year mathematics would be a piece of pie forgot to tell me how rude, cold, pathetic and non-understanding 'pie' really was." 

I took off my beanie and scarf and shuffled opposite to Marlet, as she sat in the school cafeteria, looking ready to go skinny dipping in this harsh weather rather than to give our mathematics exam. 

"Babe, there are always ways to get him less cold."

I pushed her coffee towards her and  sipped my own tea, giving her a nefarious grin with a cocked up eyebrow.

"I assure you the day isn't far away when you get punished for your innuendos, S"

She said with a slight indent on my initial. 

"My deeds upon my head, I crave the law!"

I quoted Shylock and we hollered over in laughter. She was the only one who shared, though in a moderate amount, my love for Old Classic Literature.

"So, did you hear?"

"No, but I intent too." I gave her a goofy grin and suggestively raised my brows. She shook her head.

"Nothing like that silly." 

"Oh, so what?"

"Okay, so you know how our head Ms. Kilbourne had a son studying abroad?"

"I've heard about it, yeah."

"So, Gossip says that he got into some serious trouble. Like illegal stuff. And had to be deported, immediately."

"Okay?" I stretched it out not knowing what to make of the new information.

"He just graduated from high school."

"So, not very old."

She shook her head, "No, and he's living here on campus well until he figures out what to do. The deportation must be a bummer."

I was still hung up on the 'on campus' part. 

"That's....totally unacceptable. Is he hot?" Mar gave me a duh-look.

"Have you seen Ms. Kilbourne, Ofcourse he is! And I swear on my white grannie-pannie that all those years in Australia sure would have done him good."

I rolled my eyes. "Have you seen him?"

"No he's not really allowed to be around, this being a girls' school and all. But you know what they say 'when the cat goes away, the mice come out to play'" I gave her an incredulous look.

"Oh! You don't know? Where you livin' girl?"

"Under the den, Ofcourse."

She ignored my remark. "So, Ms. Kilbourne is going for an international "teacher tour" or something. She won't be back until after the session begins."

I really must be living in a den. Or maybe Marlet is just being her usual Over cheery  know-it-all self.

"........... so maybe he'll come around then."

She finishes. Then like another idea popped in her mind, her eyes literally lit. It was berserk.

"Or, we could escape down to the teachers' residence, down the street, in the night and lure him out."

"You my friend............" I settled some more in my chair while she looked at me hopefully,

"need to get laid."

She gave a huff and started to collect her belongings.

"Ofcourse, trust you to say that."

"No Mar, what I meant was we can't have you prancing around some new guy like some  flibbertigibbet, not a really good first impression. Maybe if you could blow off some steam elsewhere, you'd be able to talk to him without breaking a sweat, which would be better right?"

She looked at me as if she didn't understand a word.

"Whatevs. Later."

I looked on her as she made her way out the cafeteria. Her short skirt swishing-and-swaying as she flicked her long blonde hair chick style. I gave a whistle. She gave a head roll and kept moving ahead. I shook my head, tearing up internally and went to get another tea. I had a long night ahead.

"Good night to you, too."

I shouted back as the cafeteria door closed behind me. I shivered as a sudden gust of wind shrouded me and pulled the laps of my overcoat tighter.

I made my way towards the dorm. The campus was empty except for a few junior and senior students who had an exam, and even younger ones who had decided not to go home and just linger here for a while. 

Or maybe they don't have anyone to go home to, too. The thought struck me but I shrugged off both the mental thought and physically. I quickened my step towards the dorms. 

The night was 'lovely, dark and deep' but I had 'promises to keep.' Which right now were going to bed and not wake up until either  thunderbolts electrocuted anyone in the campus grounds cause that's not something I'd miss or sleep was fully satisfied that she had done me good.

*Points Of Pun

1. The spider thing actually happened with me.

2. I wrote this chapter when I was on a seven-day-mid-exam vacation myself.

Laters!