Math class was Jon's least favourite class. The teacher, Mr. Chandler, had the worst droning voice. It was a constant struggle for Jon to stay awake on the best of days.
That day, though, Jon noticed something new about Mr. Chandler: he was a total perv!
Jon was minding his own business, pretending to take notes while he planned how he would get the stone back from Karyn with he heard Mr. Chandler walk toward his desk. The teenage boy looked up from his scribbles of hearts and butterflies and saw the older man totally looking down Jon's top. Like, totally staring!
Jon crossed his legs and subtly put his hand on his chest to hold his shirt close. As if it's not bad enough that everyone thinks I'm totally a girl, he thought, but now I've got this pervo staring at me!
The teacher cleared his voice, turned and walked back to his desk to begin droning on again about something boring. Jon sighed in relief. He was, like, totally grossed out by the experience. He heard the girls behind him giggling and knew he'd have to stick around after school and gossip with them, just to show that he wasn't affected.
He pulled his compact out of his purse, partially to hide his embarrassment and partially to check his eye liner. It was a new colour, and he wasn't sure about how it looked yet.
Absentmindedly, he kicked his one leg, feeling his flip flop bounce against the bottom his foot. How was he going to get the stone away from Karyn? She had been really angry when she left him; if he didn't get it from her soon she'd start wishing, and then he'd be in real trouble! It was bad enough that nobody knew he was a guy, but he knew that was nothing compared to what she could think up; she was a very creative thinker.
Reaching into his totally awesome purse (he had such good taste), he pulled out his lip gloss. Time for a touch-up! he thought as he expertly applied the pink make-up to his lips and examined his work in the compact. He sighed as he clicked the mirror shut and stared at the clock. Gawd, like how long is this class, anyway?
