*Hey look a update, don't kill me! Oh this differs a little from the actual story, but oh well. Oh I don't own Of Mice and Men, that belongs to John Steinback*
"So that was art class, huh?" Jack yawn, stretching his arms behind his head as he walked next to Jamie in the hallway, back to Jamie's, but he didn't actually hear Jack's question, Jamie was more fascinated with the winter sprite, he yawned. Now that he thinks of it, did Jamie ever see Jack sleep?
"Wait? What" The teenage, looked around quickly and confused, only to see his friend give him a sideways glance, "Sorry, I zoned out. It is Friday and my brain is half dead," Jamie smiled at his friend,
"I don't see how, you have easy classes," Jack closed his eyes, leaning against Jamie's locker neighbor's locker ,
"Well, we only went went to one class, and it was an elective. Besides I have Language Arts with Dr. Chapann next," Jamie said bit irritated, slamming his locker door,
"An elec-what? And what's wrong with Language arts? I love reading," Jack inquired, pushing himself up from the locker, not even bothering to move his hands,
"Electives are the classes you get to take besides your core classes," Jamie began, as he weaved his way through the hallway, Jack followed closely behind, not failing to get the attention of other students, "My electives are art and animation and digital imaging, have you actually used a computer before?"
"No, but I was there when they were invented. Does that count?"
"No, good try though," Jamie laughed at how out of touch Jack was with new technology,
"So what is your problem with Dr. Chapann, is she not a good teacher...?" Jack asked, as Jamie turned down another hallway, if he didn't pay attention, he would definitely get lost,
"No she is a fine teacher," Jamie said unfazed on how confusing his school was, "She is just really tough, everything must be proper English and stuff, which you want have any problem with," Jamie continued, stopping in front of a classroom, now facing Jack,
"But..." Jack could tell there was more to Jamie's statement, he motioned his hands telling him to continue,
"But nothing, language arts is still one of my favorite classes," obviously lying, Jamie couldn't meet Jack in the eye,
"Jamie," Jack crossed his arms,
"Okay fine, it is no big deal, but she is very particular with her rules," Jack flinched, he hated that word, rules, he hated everything about it. Now Jack began to see why Jamie wasn't so excited to bring him to this class, "There is just something about her disposition, we she says something, you listen. I mean Pippa and I get scolded for laughing, even though it was more of a whisper, in the hallways. I just wanted to warn you, don't do anything stupid, like freezing her," Jack laughed at Jamie's joke before realizing he was serious,
"Okay, fine kido," he ruffled Jamie's, already, messy hair, "Come on lets go," Jack strolled into the classroom,
"I am not a kiddo anymore, we are practically the same age," Jamie mumbled,
"No, you are still a kid to me, besides I have over 300 hundred years on you," Jack called from over his shoulder,
"Damn his eternal youth," Jamie whispered under his breath,
"What was that?" Jacked laughed with a cocky smile,
"Oh shut up, old man winter," Jamie smirked as he sat in his desk,
"Hey, not cool," Jack complained, "Maybe Bunny was right, I am a bad influence on you," he mumbled,
"Oh shut up Bennett," Jack stuck his tongue out at his friend, sitting right beside him,
"Alright young people," Dr. Chapann walked through the door to the front of the class,
"Good morning young people, I hope you all remembered your books-ah it looks like we have a new student. Tell us sir, what is your name," Dr. Chapann looked over at Jack, who was half paying attention,
"Oh, my name is Jack-Fr-Bennett, Jamie's cousin," Jack covered himself with a slight grin,
"Nice to meet you , may I say, the pendant you are wearing looks magnificent. It looks like the Ad Credendum from the mythology unit we cover at the end of this unit. Legend says the wearer of the necklace becomes visible to the people who normally not see them, cool huh?"
"Yeah cool," Jack drowned out the o's in cool, not noticing he was creating a chilly breeze,
"Wow, it is slightly drafty in here, I guess Jack Frost is nipping at our noses," Dr. Chapann laughed at her own joke, while the class looked at her confused, all besides the dumbfounded Jack and Jamie. Calming herself, for what she thought was a funny joke, the teacher continued,
"Mr. Jamie, could you catch Jack of on Of Mice and Men? I want him to be able to add on during our class discussion,"
"Oh, that is quite okay Dr. Chapann, I have read Of Mice and Men before," Jack smiled at the aging teacher, who gave him the same dumbfounded look he had only moments ago, but quickly recovered,
"Good, me will start our class discussion after everyone turns in the homework from the night before," she said turning her back away from the teens,
"So did you really read Of Mice and Men, or did you just pull her leg," Jamie lend closer to his friend,
"No, I actually read it, several times in fact. Being alone for so many years, I often turned to books, they were like my friends, and I don't know but I somehow connected with this book," Jack sighed, almost like he was missing something from his past. Jamie couldn't help but feel sad for Jack and how many years he spent alone,
"Whassup Jamie?" Jack asked, now looking at his first believer,
"Alright young people," Dr. Chapann, called for the class to pay attention,
"Uh, nevermind," Jamie looked at Jack, before turning his attention to his teacher, Jack did the same,
"Okay, I would like to start the discussion off by some volunteers talking about their favorite quote and why? Any takers?" The room went silent, before Jack quietly raised his hand,
"Ah yes, Mr. Jack, why don't you use Jamie's book and read use your favorite line,"
"Thats okay I have it memorized," There was a glint in Jack's eye before he continued, "A guy sets alone out here at night, maybe readin' books or thinkin' or stuff like that. Sometimes he gets thinkin', an' he got nothing to tell him what's so an' what ain't so. Maybe if he sees somethin', he don't know whether it's right or not. He can't turn to some other guy and ast him if he sees it too. He can't tell. He got nothing to measure by. I seen things out here. I wasn't drunk. I don't know if I was asleep. If some guy was with me, he could tell me I was asleep, an' then it would be all right. But I jus' don't know,"
"Well said Jack, well said," Dr. Chapann gave Jack a small round of applause, as the rest the the class looked like Sandy's dreams were about to visit them at any moment, but Jamie sunk lower in his chair. Jack had nobody, for three hundred years. No one to talk, no one to make sure he was okay. Hell, the moon only told him his name. Poor Jack. Jamie was so deep in thought, he didn't even hear the dismissal bell,
"Jamie! Jamie!" Jack violently began shaking the boy after he did snap out of his trance,
"Woah! I am paying attention," Jamie joked, grabbing his stuff leading Jack into the hallway,
"Okay, so what now?"
"Yes history, why what's wrong?"
"I find it boring, I've been there, done that," The two boys laughed as they walked through the halls,
"So Jack, can I ask you a question?"
"What was it like 300 year by yourself?" Jack stopped in his tracks, Jamie was sure he was going to explode, but instead he smiled and laughed,
"Maybe another time kiddo,"
*I am soooo sorry this update was so late. I had no clue what to do for this one, so I made it up as I went along. xD Thank you for all the support! I love you all, please R&R, favorite, follow, and go vote for the poll on my page! Leave ideas for what you want to be covered in history class the next oneshot! Until next time! XX