by the time Jon arrived Zelda was well into her usual routine. As a technogoth, Zelda could easily do things with a computer that Jon didn't even know was possible, and was furiously tapping away at her laptop with her headphones blaring heavy metal by the time Jon sat down next to her.
"Where's Athena?" Jon asked, glancing around the mob of imbeciles for the third of their group.
Zelda shrugged. "Must be skipping school today."
"At least she could have done was let us know about it, so we could have ditched this shit as well and actually done something worthwhile." Jon looked around the cafeteria, and felt nothing short of utter disdain at the rabble. Fucking idiots, every one. Some deluded themselves into thinking they were happy, though those that didn't were no better. He wanted to scream at them, to make them realize the pettiness and drudgery of their lives, but instead he just contented himself to curl his black lips back and sneer.
Suddenly Jon's cell phone rang, and as he pulled it from his purse he noticed the call was from his mother. Jon considered ignoring the bitch, but with a groan decided against it.
"Hello?" he said, with due sullenness of course.
"Hey Jon," his mother said. She sounded different somehow. Younger, almost charming... but what was he thinking? The bitch sounded no different than ever. "I'm going to be late tonight, so you kids will be on your own while I work through this mountain of paperwork."
"More like work through a mountain of some lawyers cock," Jon muttered, and slammed the phone shut.
"Who was that?" Zelda inquired, not looking up from her laptop.
"Tiffany," Jon spat, making his mother's name sound like a curse.
"Is that all? What did she want?"
"Nothing that mattered," Jon replied. He had meant to get food on the way here, but he had somehow forgotten. Muttering a curse, Jon rose to his feet and rushed across the cafeteria, his heels clacking loudly. He was halfway to the line when Jon bumped into of all people...
