LELA RAN DOWN THE HALLS OVER TO SMITH'S ART ROOM, PRACTICALLY SQUEALING AT THE THOUGHT OF HER BUBBIE HUBBY HONEY DUMPLING SUGAR LUMP PUMPY UMPY UMPKIN SWEETIE PIE!!!1! THEN, SHE SAW THEM. THEIR CURLY LOCKS OF DARK GREEN HAIR, LOOKING LIKE A FUSION OF JOKER FROM THE MOVIE JOKER AND IZUKU MIDORIYA FROM MY HERO ACADEMIA. SUCH A DREAMBOAT. JAY'S EYES LOCKED WITH LELA'S AS THEY MADE SWEET, SWEET EYE CONTACT. LELA FELL OVER ONTO THE FLOOR WITH THE GRACE OF A DRUNK TODDLER. JAY WALKED OVER WITH THEIR STOMPING BOOTS CLICK-CLACKING ACROSS THE PUBLIC SCHOOL GROUND.
"OH, MY GOD! THAT WAS HILARIOUS... YOU OKAY??" JAY ASKED, OUTSTRETCHING THEIR HAND TO HELP LELA OFF THE MUSTY, CRUSTY, DUSTY, STINKY, STANKY, MOLDY, OLDY GROUND. LELA TOOK JAY'S HAND TENDERLY AND HOISTED HERSELF OFF THE GROUND.
"YEAH..." SHE SAID SOFTLY BEFORE MAKING MORE EYE CONTACT WITH HER BUBBIES AND SCREAMING ON THE INSIDE. "THANKS FOR HELPING ME OFF THE GROUND, THAT WAS VERY POGGERS OF YOU." LELA'S FACE HEATED UP WHEN SHE REALIZED TWO THINGS. ONE: SHE WAS STILL HOLDING JAY'S HAND. AND TWO: SHE JUST CALLED HER BUBBA "POGGERS"!!! "I-IT'S NOT LIKE I LIKE YOU OR ANYTHING BAKA!!" SHE SCREECHED BEFORE SKEDADDLING. JAY STOOD THERE, BEWILDERED, GOBSMACKED, AND SLIGHTLY SCARED
