When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E20

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E20

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Jonah heaved Francis up, breathing heavily as he did

so. Someone’s unfit. “A little help here?” he said in a

strained tone.

I glared at him as we exited the classroom. I had my

bag over my shoulder. I was planning on ditching

classes. “No, I’d rather not.”

“Don’t let that crazy witch touch me,” Francis hissed,

holding his jaw in his hands. I stared at him for a

minute before snorting.

“I wouldn’t touch you for a million dollars, Franny,”

Jonah lifted him up slightly. Francis stared at me

before mumbling something. “What was that?”

“I didn’t say anything, Ms. Violent,” Franny snapped

and I scowled.

“Anyway, I’m going to go to the bathroom,” I

started to walk away but Jonah stopped me.

“Who’s going to show me to the nurse’s office?” he

asked, readjusting Francis’s hold on him.

“He looks pretty conscious to me,” I halfheartedly

pointed to the boy slouching on Jonah’s arm.

“Besides, I’ll only be gone a minute,” I started walking

again.

“You’re ditching?” Jonah asked. I halted and turned

around with a raised brow.

“No, I’m going to the bathroom,” I lied, placing a

hand on my hip.

“No, you’re ditching,” he retorted, mocking my

voice. I glared at him.

“What’s it to you?” I snapped.

“I could always tell Mr. G,” he replied in a song-song

voice. I wiggled my fingers in the air, feigning a

frightened look.

“Oh, you’re going to tattletale? I’m so scared,” I

countered.

“Aren’t you the one that said you don’t believe in

ditching?” Jonah’s eyebrow rose.

I shrugged. “I also said that Channing Tatum’s my

husband,” I told him. Francis let out a snort at this.

“You’re going back on your word,” he convinced

and I shrugged.

“I don’t really care,” I rejoined.

“We only have one class left,” he told me and I

sighed, running my hand through my hair before

joining them.

“Fine,” I sighed when Jonah smirked at me.

“He’s your kryptonite?” Francis snorted and I

punched his shoulder. “Ow, you’re inflicting more

pain upon me?”

***

“Well, you just hurt your jaw pretty badly. You’ll

need to ice it or it’ll swell,” Nurse Cadence smiled at

him. She turned towards the sink to wash her

hands. “How’d this happen anyway?”

He went to open his mouth so I nudged his side and

he yelped rather girlishly. “I, uh, fell and hit my chin

on the desk,” Francis glared at me.

“Well, you’re welcome to lie down or go back to

class. There’s only one class left and I advise you go

but it’s up to you. You two, get back to class-

wouldn’t want you to miss any valuable education,”

she smiled at Jonah and I and we nodded, exiting the

room.

***

“You work today?” I nodded at Jonah’s question.

“When do you get off?” he asked again.

“At 8 o’clock. Why?” I asked.