Unexpected - SamCyberCat

Unexpected

There weren’t many things that would make Jaden Yuki shut up. Even while asleep he talked. But what had just happened was one of the few things that would silence him. Walking in on your teacher kissing someone was bad enough. Walking in on your teacher kissing the Chancellor of your school is something completely different. And that was exactly what had just happened. For a whole minute there was absolute silence before Dr. Crowler eventually moved away from the chancellor. As if it would really do much good.

“Umm…Mr. Yuki have you never heard of knocking before entering a room?” He said in the way that someone says when they are trying desperately to get back in control of the situation. And failing hopelessly.

Jaden still stood in the doorway. His mouth was still open halfway through a sentence which he never finished. At this point Sheppard finally seemed to realise what had just happened and got to his feet too. Instead of yelling at Jaden he turned to Crowler and hissed out of the corner of his mouth.

“Vellian. I thought you said you hadn’t given anyone detention today!”

“I thought you said you’d locked the door.” Crowler hissed back.

“What…is going on?” asked Jaden, recovering the power of speech at last. The slifer wasn’t experienced in any form of relationships but something inside of him made him sure that what he had witnessed was wrong.

“Just be quiet!” snapped Crowler before going back into his whispered argument.

There were quite a few things the two men were arguing about right then. First of all, someone had just walked in on them kissing in the middle of a classroom and they were each trying to blame it on the other. Then there was the fact that it had been a student who had seen them and whose fault it was that said student was there. And of course there was the argument of what the hell they were going to do about it now.

Meanwhile Jaden just watched and listened. In the past few minuets of standing there he’d increased his vocabulary by about twenty new words. Not one of them was a word that he’d be able to use in class without earning a detention. Although, judging from the fact that this was meant to be his detention he hoped that maybe Crowler would be less quick to give him detention. The fact that he had just secured enough blackmail to get him out of detention for life just hadn’t entered his mind.

Jaden coughed lightly just in case the two teachers had forgotten he was there. His suspicions were confirmed when Chancellor Sheppard turned round.

“Oh Jaden, you’re still here.” he said, distractedly. It was then that Crowler had his first half decent idea of the night.

“Jaden do you have any idea of what we were just doing?” he asked.

“Well…you were kissing…” started Jaden. “Which is kinda weird coz I never knew that you were that close to each other.” Crowler and Sheppard exchanged looks of mingled relief and exasperation.

“Are you planning on telling anyone?” once more it was Crowler who asked the question.

“Why would I do that?” the slifer replied. “What you do is your own business.” Of course this was the only teen on the island who would have said that.

“Good, because if you do tell then you’ll have detention for a whole month including weekends, now go.” Jaden didn’t need to be told twice and he hurried from the room just in case that threat was carried out anyway.

“Dumb kid.” Muttered Crowler, shutting the door and double checking it was locked this time. “He’d do anything to get out of detention.” He turned back too the chancellor to continue what they had been doing before.


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Jaden was quiet when he returned to his friends. True to his word he didn’t mention anything that he had seen that night and just said that he’d been let out of detention early. In fact he said so little that even Chazz started to get worried, in his own weird way.
“What is up with you this evening, slacker?” he asked eventually. Jaden just shrugged. But then he thought of one thing that he could get sorted out in his head. He remembered one of those phrases he had learnt during the argument.

“Chazz, what does ‘Making-out’ mean?”