Jennifer Green knew she would hate Anthony "Fridge" Johnson until the end of time. But, being sucked into a video game can change everything you knew. (This story has both Welcome to The Jungle and The Next Level in it.)
I was leaning back in my chair, having finished my geometry quiz. "It's been over two hours since I've posted, and he hasn't commented. He hasn't even liked it. You saw it." Bethany, a popular girl in school, whines next to me as she facetime someone. She and I were classroom friends. We were friends while we were inside this class, but outside we acted like we didn't know each other. It was a mutual understanding considering we ran in different social groups, me with the nerds and her with the in-crowd. Since Fussfeld had a huge crush on her, I was happy to pretend that I didn't know her. I didn't need him bothering me for information on her.
She was pleasant to talk to if you kept the topic off her. But, since she was obsessed with herself it was a difficult task that I only accomplished two times before. I've been sitting next to her all year.
"Yeah, gorge. I don't know what his problem is." By the nasal voice, I assume that was Lucinda, her best friend.
"Thank you. It's not like I post all the time, just enough to stay relevant. But it's cute enough for Noah to..." She smiles, happy that her friend saw her point.
"Hey, there's some rando behind you." She cut her off.
"Hi." She turns around to smile at Mrs. Clark.
"Hi." The teacher said sarcastically back. "Bethany, did you just make a call during a quiz?"
"Yeah, but I finished my quiz already." She shrugs like it was no big deal.
"Oh, okay. Well, have you noticed that other people haven't?" She glares at the teenager.
"So?" She looks genuinely confused. I shook my head, I couldn't tell if she was that clueless or just inconsiderate.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Let me back up. You're aware there are other people in the world, right?" Mrs. Clark got fed up with her princess attitude. Bethany had the decency to look ashamed, while the students around us chuckled.
"Look, um, you know, I'm dealing with something right now, and I'm no happier about it than you are. I'm having a crisis and Lucinda, I mean, she's supporting me as a woman, and it feels like maybe you should too." She tried to get the teacher on her side. But, even Lucinda was raising an eyebrow at the sad attempt. An ex-boyfriend not liking a picture is not what I would call a crisis.
"Just hang up the phone." Mrs. Clark waves her hand, wanting to be done with the girl.
"Okay, I'll wrap it up." She nods her head, going back to her call.
"Bethany, hang it up now." She hisses. If Bethany wasn't such a spoiled brat she would see that Mrs. Clark was giving her a second chance.
"Two minutes and we're done." She spoke like she was the authority figure with the last say.
"And that's detention." She smiles, happy to take her down a peg. Everyone else including myself was snickering at the girl's misery.
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