Epsd 4

"How often does this happen?" Ava asked as they both took a seat.

"No, forget about it."

"No... no... I heard you clearly, Kara. You said 'not today.' That means it's often. I guess it's the reason why you weren't in class yesterday when I arrived."

"No!... how do the two things connect. No," fumbled Kara.

"Well, I'm not stupid, and your face says otherwise, so," shrugged Ava as she continued whispering. "I can't stand their kind, and I won't turn a blind eye if I ever learn he's done something to you."

"Wait, are you my boyfriend?" Smirked Kara.

"No... of course not, but this is me, and I take care of my friends."

"So now we are friends?"

"Well, I can chuck you right now and call Dante over to my seat so I can take his." Joked Ava.

"Oh... so I'll take the friend you offer."

"Yeah... I see he scares you. He should be scared of you?"

"Well, he has his reasons, so. Let's stop talking about this. Mr. Alfonso is already here."

"For now, yeah... but later we'll talk." Whispered as the old chemistry gentleman stared at them.

"Uh huh."

"Okay, students. I'm in class, so... quiet."

Mr. Alfonso picked up a marker pencil to start teaching as the class patiently waited.

Dante, though, was making paper balls in mounds and throwing them at Kara when Ava wasn't looking. It went on repeatedly until one hit Ava on her forehead. She gazed to see who it was but never got too, so she pretended to look into her work as yet again Dante started to throw the papers.

When Ava caught a glimpse of him, she stood from her seat and walked over to Dante, who staggered to stand. She grabbed both of his hands, twisted them to his writing table, his wrists at the edge of the table, and pounded them down repeatedly as everyone watched.

Immediately, Mr. Alfonso turned to the escalating situation and asked Ava to stop just as she was about to slap Dante.

"I've heard you're a problematic person, Ava Sinclair, but here in my class and this school, we don't fight," explained the teacher. "After school. Detention, miss."

"Well, I asked her to," commented Kara.

"You too then, after school, you both have detention."

Ava left Dante and walked back to her seat and there she stared at him, growling on the inside, and then turned to Kara.

"Are you sick or something?" Ava asked, whispering as Mr. Alfonso turned to his board again.

"No!"

"Then why did you say you asked me too? You're crazy."

"Well, because it's me you were fighting for, right?"

"Don't flatter yourself, queen. I received a paper ball on my forehead. That's why?"

"Okay then, but it's already done. Detention for the two of us."

They both sat calmly again to concentrate. When the class ended, and Mr. Alfonso left the room, Ava quickly rose from her seat and strode over to Dante, who was packing his bag to leave.

"Listen to me, Dante," warned Ava, pulling him close by his jacket. "Don't you ever play dumb around me."

"What's with you, girl? It was a joke."

"Well, I don't like jokes, Manuel. I don't. Don't you ever play funny with me and with Kara. If not, then you'll find out why I was sent to this town."

She let Manuel go and picked up her backpack, grabbed Kara by the wrist, and led the way out as everyone who was still in class kept a serious gaze at them.

"Wow. Where were you when I needed you the most?" Joked Ava as they both walked through the hallway to the cafeteria.

"This is serious, Kara."

"I'm serious though."

Everyone was gazing at them, as if the news had already traveled.

"So what does your cafeteria serve for break recess?"

"Well, tacos, enchiladas, lasagna, frozen pizza, orange juice, and burgers."

"Oh... not very amusing, but at least they have tacos and nuggets."

"Have you found anything you don't complain about?"

"Well, I think so, you."

They both walked to the cafeteria.

Ava ordered tacos and the juice, which Kara contradicted and ordered the enchiladas with no juice at all.

"You're weird," commented Ava as she stared at Kara's enchiladas.

"Well, I don't like tacos. That's all."

"If you didn't like tacos, they wouldn't have come first when I asked you about the food."

"Oh... well I don't like them now."

A few minutes later, the bell rang again to end recess.

They both walked back to class for the art lesson. Later, after school, Mr. Alfonso came in to look for them for their detention, which took one full hour, and it was 6 p.m.

Kara, though, asked to go with Ava and spend some time at her place, keep her company, and get distracted.

When they reached her cottage, there was a sport Mitsubishi Outlander parked outside that was clearly familiar to Ava.

"It seems you have guests," said Kara.

"Yeah, it's my mom."

"But there are two of them. Is one your sister?"

"Really, no, I don't have a sister. That's Audrey, I think."

"A friend or something."

"Too many questions, dear. She and I had something. Maybe have, I think."

"Don't tell me. You're... um... that?" Smirked Kara.

"Yeah, I'm that, huh... a lesbian... please don't tell anyone, my dad will get embarrassed."

"Not a word."

"Don't worry, I'm joking."