Fifth Hour

Everything was quite. Nicole looked around the room, noticing that everyone seemed to be bored out of their minds. Per usual, Jeremy was reading away. She guessed that even though he looked rather interested in the written words, he was fading fast as well.

Pursing her lips together, she started to whistle a well-known tune. In her head she was singing, "Double double, toil and trouble, eye of newt and cauldron bubble...." She smiled when everyone else started to join in whistling the song.

The door opened up, and Bulshar walked in. Immediately, Wynonna changed the tune to Beethoven's 5th. "Dun, dun, dun, dun..." She thought cynically. All Bulshar did was glare.

"All right, that's thirty minutes for lunch." Bulshar stated.

"Here?" Waverly asked. "I think the cafeteria would be a more suitable place for us to eat lunch in, sir.

"I don't care what you think, Waverly."

"Dick, excuse me Bulshar, will milk be a available to us?" Wynonna said and Doc smirked at her.

"Yeah were extremely thirsty." Doc pointed out.

"I have a really low tolerance for dehydration." Waverly agreed, perking up a bit.

"I've seen her dehydrate. It's pretty gross."  Nicole added in. At this rate, Bulshar was bound to refuse.

"Relax," cried Wynonna, standing up. "I'll get it."

"Ah, ah, ah grab some wood there, Bub!" Bulshar directed his, pointing one pale finger. Wynonna sat back down. Jeremy looked up from his book at the wide grin that was spreading across Wynonna's face. What was she up to now? "What do you think I was born yesterday? Do you honestly think I am going to allow you to roam these halls?"

Bulshar pointed at Nicole, "You," he hissed. Doc sat up straighter, looking very much like a good student, but Bulshar's eyes barely passed over her. "And you!" he shouted back to Waverly. The rest of the room watched. "NOW!" He started to walk down the aisle in between the desks to her. "Come on! Get on your feet!"

"There's a door that the teachers use to get into the cafeteria," Bulshar told Nicole and Waverly. "Go this way," he pointed down the hall, "until you reach the large door that seems broken. Ask for five milk then report back here immediately. I will know if you don't. GO!"

They watched Bulshar hurry off in a flurry, before sighing and starting off in his intended direction.

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"So.." Nicole spoke she she looked at Waverly who was right behind Nicole.

"Soo." Waverly responded smiling quite a bit. "Why are you here?" Waverly asked catching up to Nicole, who was walking fast.

Nicole sighed, "I beat up a guy for making fun of my friends who are gay. Yes"

"Jeez I'm sorry. You don't deserve to be here. He should be in here."

"Well I'd never suspect a girl like you to be in here.. Miss perfect grades." Nicole smiled, walking a little closer to Waverly.

"Wynonna decided to would be a good idea to egg and tp one of her teachers house. She dragged me along."

Nicole burst out laughing. "Isn't there like a "Teenager For Dummies" book that says not to do that?"

"Shut up." Waverly giggled, she couldn't help but think how cute Nicole's laugh was.

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When the two girls got back, everyone started to eat his or her lunch. Things were tense. Jeremy had piles and piles of food that his parents gave. Wynonna sat with nothing but soda and Doc carefully sat next to her, making sure not to rile her up. Doc got out a sushi platter and started to eat.

"What's that?" She asked him.

"Guess? Where is your lunch?"

"You are wearing it." She smirked, raising his eyebrows hungrily at him.

"You're nauseating." He shuddered and turned back to his platter as she finished unloading the different pieces of food. Doc couldn't help but to smile.

"What's that?" Wynonna asked.

"Sushi." He replied, not looking at her.

"Sushi?" She repeated, not understanding.

"Yeah." He smiled, showing it off. "Um...it's basically rice, raw fish and seaweed."

Nicole took a few sandwiches out of her bag along with several apples, two bananas, a large bag of potato chips, and a dozen cookies. Wynonna watched this, clearly interested as she had forgotten her brown paper bag lunch.

Waverly opened up her bag as well, pulling out a pair of bread slices. She took the first bite.

Seeing Jeremy with his food, Wynonna went over, sitting on the edge of the table. Waverly and Nicole glared at her, but said nothing. The ginger knew she was already in hot water with Wynonna.

"What are we having?" Wynonna asked Jeremy.

"Um, just your regular standard lunch, I guess," he stammered. Doc grinned as Wynonna pulled out a thermos, looking at Jeremy questioningly.

"Juice?"

"Soup." She corrected him.

Wynonna reached in the bag, pulling out a juice box. Jeremy started to pull out something else, but Wynonna yanked his arm out of the bag. "It's apple juice." Jeremy told her, when he saw her glaring at the juice box.

"I can read," She growled. He pulled out the final item of the lunch. "And PB&J with the crusts taken off." Wynonna sat back, getting comfortable. "Well, Jeremy, this is a very nutritious lunch, all the food groups are represented. Did your mom marry Mr. Rodgers?

"No, Mr. Chetri." Jeremy told her, not getting the crack of a joke she had made. Wynonna was laughing and Nicole and Waverly were trying hard not to smile.

Doc decided to make his presence known. Here's my impression of life at the Chetri's house," Doc announced, standing up, and moving to the center of the room. Wynonna stopped eating, much like everyone else.

Loud and motherly, Doc pretended to call, "Jeremy?"

"Yeah Mum?" He answered himself in a giggly girly voice.

Back in his motherly character, "How was School, darling?"

"Great mum! How is dad doing at the work?"

"Super," he brought in a new character, Mr. Chetri. "Say, Jeremy want to come to work with me tomorrow and see how a poor sap like me works all day long so I can pay for you children to go to that. expensive school?"

"Great Dad, but Mum said not to call us poor."

"That's right dear. We should be called poor saps!" he answered in a fake happy Mr. Chetri's voice.

"Gee!" he finished with Jeremy.

"Alright," Waverly hissed. "What about your family then?"

"Oh mine! That's real easy," Doc told Waverly. He stood straight up, then fooled around a bit with his posture until he was standing straight up, pretending to be holding a cane in one hand, and a whip in the other.

Doc began as his father. "Stupid, worthless, no-good goddamn, freeloading son of a bitch, big mouth know-it- all, asshole, jerk.

He then continued to be his mother. "You forgot ugly, lazy, and disrespectful.

"Shut up, bitch!" he slapped the air in front of him, then sent out the cane to thrash the invisible woman to the floor. Wynonna jumped in her seat, scared for the first time. Nicole and Waverly just stared at each other in shock.

What about you, Dad?" Doc played himself.

"Fuck you." He went back to his father.

"No, Father. What about you? Fuck you!" He crumbled to the floor, as he showed them how his father beat him for speaking back.

"Is that for real?" Jeremy asked quietly.

"Do you want to come over sometime?" Doc returned his answer in the form of a question.

Sighing, Doc started to walk away. "See, I don't think I need to be around you fucking dildos anymore." As he walked passed them all to the back of the room, he stopped by his desk, only to throw it across the room. It shattered into hundreds of pieces. Then he went all the way back into the corner, muttering angrily to himself.

And once again, an hour had passed. And once again, not one of them had worked on their essay for Bulshar.