School Yard Revenge (part 2)

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School Yard Revenge (part 2)

Recap,
"Do I look that much like a hooker?" I asked. I gave myself a heads-toe and when I spotted my bruised arms from boxing, i hid my arms behind my back. The guys were still blinking and guys behind them were wide eyed too. Frank recovered and smiled.
"A bit. But a nice hooker, for mayors and athletes." He said and looked honestly into my eyes. We both cracked up and I playfully punched his shoulder. The guy beside him recovered too and I got a better look at him.
Hot was the first response my brain came up with. Long black hair, small pointed nose, and a bit of a chubby face. Cute, I liked him already.
"This is Gerard Art. Way." Frank said, gesturing to Gerard. I smiled and held out my hand, saying my name. He shook it and smiled back, ignoring my black and blue arm which I was greatful of.
"Gerrrrarrrrrd." I said, rolling it around my mouth. His smile widened with a bit of flirtaciousness. I smiled. Frank noticed my arms.
"Want my jacket?" He asked, shrugging off his jacket and looking at my arms. I whipped them behind my back and nooded. Greatfully accepting the jacket, Gerard noticed my arms.
"God, what happened?" He asked concerned, and grabbed my arm. I gave a little shriek as he wrapped his delicate fingers around my blue arm. He softened his touch with an apology but still held on.
"Boxing." I said quickly and grabbed my arm back. I put on Franks jacket and slung my bag over my shoulder. Gerard looked back up at me with a concerned face.
"You alright? I don't think you should box if you get like that." He said, I gave a small smile.
"Can't." I answered and the bell rang.
"Alright, Jack, math," Frank said and walked slowly away to math. I smiled at Gerard.
"See you later?" I asked he nodded and left. I caught up with Frank.
"You do some pretty serious boxing." He said
"Yeah. " I answered, short and sweet. It was still kind of a touchy subject. Frankie caught on and switched the subject.
"Heard you talking on the phone in the bathroom." He said, and gave me his famous sly smile. I hope he didn't hear me say he was hot.
"Yeah, my friend Stacey. She's transefering in in three days. You'll love her." I said and walked into the doorway to math. the teacher was writing on the chalkboard, ignoring us. Everyone was already seated and quiet. Weird.
I frowned and followed Frank to a couple of seats in the back.
"Come back up here." The teacher said, still writing on the black board. I sighed and walked up with Frank. He turned around and gave me a head-toe and nodded at Frank.
"Mr. Iero showing you around, Miss....?" He asked, I cocked and eyebrow
"Ward. Jacquelene Kay Ward, at your service. "I said with a mock bow. The teacher's lip twitched.
"Mr. Iero, go to your seat. " Frank elbowed me on his way back to his seat mouthing "Don't." Too late.
"Now Ms. Ward, tell the class where you're from." He said turning me around to face the class or thirty kids. I smiled and squared my shoulders.
"Boston." I said proudly and got shocked faces along with anger.
"Red Sox fan huh?" He asked behind me.
"And proud to be it." I answered to the class. Guys gave me hard looks where as the girls eyeballed the guys and me. Frank dragged his hand across his throat shaking his head.
"How old are you and your talents, Ms. Ward." He said boringly behind me and started writing on the board again.
"17. I can pick a lock, hot wire a car, drive over 160 and do a 180 backwards," I got a couple of nods from the guys. "Box, listen to the Stones, and absolutly love math." I said with a cute sigh. The teacher caught on and stopped writing.
"Well that's good because you can stay after school and help clean. You will be surrounded by math." He said and started writing.
"Lovely." I stated and headed back to my seat.
"Oh, and Ms. Ward? At this school, we don't listen to, 'the Stones', pick locks, get into fights, or drive over 60 in the parking lot including fighting with students." He said and a couple of snickers came. I sat down and folded my arms, giving him a death stare.
"I didn't fight her, she swore at me and offered a... belegerant way to get out her anger." I said with a smart ass aditude, my specialty.
"Ms. Ward? We also dont wear young man's jackets here." He said, eyeing Franks jacket. I stopped smiling immediatly. Guys whispered to Frank, "getting it in." and girls giggled and made love hearts around me and Frank.
"I feel cold." I saidwrapping the jacket tighter around my arms.
"I apologize. Now, take it off and hand it to Mr. Iero." He said, standing still until I did. I sighed, so much for unnoticable. I shrugged off the jacket, revealing my bruised arms and band aid cuts. I handed the jacket to frank who smiled sorrily. Everyone's jaws dropped and gasped. Even the teacher looked surprised.
"Boston is tougher that Jersey, honey. That's why I box.