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Summary: A typical day at KWS. This is a follow-up to Welcome to the Kendra Wood School for the Gifted.
Jack grabbed his bookbag off the bed and was slipping on his sunglasses when his cell phone rang in his pocket. He headed for the door as he answered it without looking at the display. “I’m not late for another two minutes,” he said in greeting.
“Hi, Jack,” came the amused response.
Jack stopped as he was reaching for the door handle. “Daniel.”
“I was hoping to catch you before class. What time do classes start there anyway?”
“Not for another hour. I’m meeting some friends for breakfast,” Jack explained.
“That’s great, Jack!” Daniel enthused. “So, your enjoying this school better than the last one?”
“Yeah. It’s certainly different than the last one, that’s for sure.” Jack put his bag down and sat down on the edge of his bed, sliding his shades on top of his head. “What’s up? Is everything okay?” Jack asked worriedly.
“Everything’s fine. I just wanted to see how you were doing. I said I’d keep in touch. Unless, you’d rather I didn’t. I’d understand if you thought this was too weird,” Daniel responded.
“Hanging out with Jack would be weird. This, this is good. How are Carter and T?”
“Good. They’re doing good. Look Jack, I don’t want to keep you from your friends. I just wanted to check in, I guess.”
“Yeah,” Jack said as he glanced at his watch, “I’m definitely late now but I do want to catch up with you, Daniel. So, how ‘bout I give you a call tonight? We can talk then.”
“I’d like that, Jack.” Jack could practically hear the smile in Daniel’s voice. They said their goodbyes and rang off. Jack sat on the bed another moment, a slow smile appearing. This could work. After all, he had as much right to Daniel’s friendship as the other Jack did. Smiling, he grabbed his things and headed out the door.
The room was crowded as usual. Jack grabbed a plate, which he proceeded to pile with food, though not nearly as much as most. He then headed to their usual table near the windows.
“Oh, hey! Look who decided to join us! Now ladies, remember to be appropriately humble in His Majesty’s presence. He did deign to grace us with it, after all,” Tran said sarcastically.
Jack simply stuck his tongue out at her, sat down and started to eat. He had to admit it, sometimes being a kid definitely had its advantages.
“Leave him alone, Tran,” Shy said quietly as she smiled at Jack in greeting.
“Yeah,” added Silver with a smirk, “I’d choose sleep over you, too.”
“Actually, I got a call from an old friend as I was about to leave. We talked for a little bit. That’s why I’m late.”
“From your old school?” asked Adrienne. The girls were all curious about Jack’s past as he didn’t talk much about it.
“Before that. So anyone do Kuntzler’s homework?” Jack asked, changing the subject.
“You know, when the teachers assign homework they expect all the students to do it not just one or two with the rest copying off of them.”
Jack turned to Shy “Yeah, but that’s just unreasonable. Besides, I haven’t failed a test yet.”
“Wow, THAT’S saying a lot,” Victoria laughed. “Exactly how many tests have you had so far?”
“That’s not the point. The point is I haven’t failed the ones I have had,” Jack answered smugly. “So, homework?” Jack asked with his most charming smile.
“Okay, so the solution should have turned blue like this,” Willow said from the head of the lab/classroom holding up a small vial with blue liquid in it for the class to see.
“What does it mean when it turns orange and starts to bubble?” asked a student, whose solution was doing just that.
“Oh!” Willow exclaimed nervously. “That’s not good.” At that moment it started hissing and billowing smoke causing the students at the table to jump up and back away from the table. “No, definitely not good.” She looked around for something suitable to contain it in. She pulled on some thick gloves, grabbed a container with a hazmat symbol on its side, and placed the vial inside, quickly closing the lid. “Okay, that’s enough for today!” Just then the bell rang. “Read the next chapter for tomorrow. Bye.” The students all gathered their things and quickly headed out the door.
“Jack, got a minute?” Willow called to him.
Turning to Adrienne and Silver, Jack said “I’ll catch up.” He walked back toward Willow. “You wanted to see me?”
“I’ve been talking to the other teachers,” she began. Jack started getting nervous. “And it seems your doing really well in some of your classes like Self Defense Basics, Demon Biology, Archery and those kind of classes,” she said with a bright, encouraging smile, which turned into a slight frown as she continued, “but not so well in others like Introduction to Magical Herbs and The Evolution and Application of Ancient Mythologies in Modern Times and, well, Chemistry. It’s not so much that you’re not doing well in them as it is that you’re not doing much in them. I know the other classes are more fun but these are important, too. And as you saw, chemistry can be quite exciting! I know you can do great in ALL your classes if you put in some effort. If you want, I can help tutor you.”
“Um, I don’t really think that’s necessary. Not yet anyway. You’re right, I’ll put in more effort.” Willow beamed at him. “Although to be fair, I’m not really doing bad in my classes. I haven’t failed a test yet,” he smiled.
“True and this will ensure it. You’d better get to your next class.” Willow watched him as he left. She got both Xander and Buffy through high school, she’d get Jack through it too.
“Hey, Jack!” said Melissa. She was quite beautiful, on the outside. She had blond hair that was always perfectly quaffed, even during training, big blue eyes and a cute little nose. She also had the manners of a troll, only less polite. She was part of a small group of girls who considered themselves the “in” crowd, completely ignoring the fact that no one liked them or wanted to be around them.
She sidled up to his side, pushing in front of Shy, and entwined her arm with his. “So, some of us are going out later, wanna come?”
“You’re so funny, Jack!” she laughed. “I’ll see you in the Asylum at 8:00. Ta!” she said and left before he could tell her he wouldn’t be there.
Jack turned to Shy frustrated. “I never said yes.”
“You never do. Doesn’t stop her from asking though. She’s got a major crush on you and she’s not alone. About half the girls in our class are jonesin’ for you” Shy smiled.
“They are not.”
“Yes, they are.”
“No, they’re not.”
“Yes, they are.”
“Wanna bet? I’ll bet if we took a survey, at least half would admit to thinking you’re cute.”
“Could we not talk about this, please?!”
“God, Jack! I can’t believe how flustered you get whenever we talk about a girl liking you. Oh! OH!” she said, her eyes wide.
Shy pulled him to one side of the hallway and whispered “Is that the problem?”
Jack looked at her like she’d suddenly started speaking Japanese. “What are talking about?”
Shy sighed dramatically and whispered “You know a GIRL liking you? Are you gay?”
“WHAT?!” he yelled. Several students in the hall turned to look at them. Jack smiled at them and dragged Shy around the corner. “What makes you think I’m gay? Not that there’s anything wrong with that,” he quickly added.
“Well, why else would you freak out every time the topic of a girl liking you pops up.”
“Because I’m not attracted girls; I’m attracted to women. I’d feel like a dirty old man dating one of these girls,” Jack shudders.
“Never mind. Can we just go?” he asked as he started walking down the hallway.
Guidance Counselor’s Office
Jack was sitting in an armchair speaking to the Guidance Counselor, who was sitting on the couch next to him. “… which wouldn’t’ve happened if he hadn’t snuck up behind me.” The Guidance Counselor didn’t respond but kept staring at him. Jack began to fidget and said “I’m sorry?”
“Jack, I get you don’t like people sneaking up on you but that doesn’t mean you get to take them down.” Xander sighed. “I know you’re probably already bored hearing this but you’ve got to have self-control. That’s what this place is all about.”
“I thought this place was all about learning to fight monsters.”
“Which you can’t do if you can’t control your powers.”
“I don’t have powers. I’m not the hero here, I’m the sidekick.”
“Hey, don’t knock it. The getting of donuts is an important job!” Xander smiled. “Seriously, those of us who are just regular schmoes do have our own parts to play, too. It’s hard being unable to leap tall building in a single bound when everyone around you can do it. That kind of power can go to your head real quick. That’s where we come in. We keep them grounded, keep them real, keep them from turning into the supervillans of the piece, ya know?”
“So, we’re their conscience? That’s our job?” Jack asked, leaning forward, truly interested.
“No,” Xander shook his head. “We give them someone they can talk to, a shoulder to cry on, someone to cheer them on when they think they can’t go on and we fight right by their side. We protect them. We challenge them. We’re their friends. THAT’S our job and it’s a tough one. It’s also the best one.
“It’s not easy for those of us without powers. They’ll want to protect you, keep you out of harm’s way. So, you’ll always be fighting to be allowed by their side. Sometimes you’ll have to fight just to be heard but it’s worth it most days.”
“And those days when it’s not?” Jack asked.
“Those days, I’ll be your friend. I’ll pull you through like you’ve pulled them through,” Xander promised. Jack sat there wondering who pulled Xander through on his bad days.
Introduction to World History
Jack sat in the back of the classroom. His arm was holding up his head and he closed his eyes for a moment ... and promptly fell asleep. He jerked awake and sat up. Man this was boring. If he hadn’t just promised Willow this morning that he’d try harder, he’d definitely be getting in a snooze. But he had and he could already picture her look of disappointment if she found out he slept in class. Damn, when did these people’s opinions of him start to mean so much? Okay, he had to pay attention.
“Please turn to the section on Homo Erectus in Chapter Nine. As you can clearly see ... ” Jack’s head fell into his hand. There was no way. This was impossible. This was like sitting through the most boring parts of Daniel and Carter’s briefings back to back without even the prospect of being able to shoot something.
He looked to his left and saw Adrienne furiously writing notes while Shy was sitting in front of her following along in the text book. On his other side was Tran, who wasn’t even pretending not to sleep. She was slouched down in her chair, her head was tilted back and she was snoring softly. Jack envied her at that moment. Behind her and directly to his right, Silver smirked at him as though she could read his thoughts. “Watch this” she silently mouthed to him.
Silver reached down into her bag and withdrew something from it. Jack couldn’t see what it was. She then leaned over her desk slightly, keeping an eye on the teacher, and began tickling Tran’s nose with a long feather. Tran immediately started twitching her nose in her sleep. Jack smiled. Silver continued to swish the feather back and forth. Tran raised her hand and swatted at her nose. Silver pulled the feather away just in time. When Tran relaxed back into a deep sleep, Silver placed the feather right under her nose, semi-blocking her nostrils. Tran’s head popped up as she let out a loud snort.
The teacher and several students turned in her direction. The teacher gave her a disapproving look before resuming his lecture. Jack had to cover his mouth with his hand to keep from laughing out loud. Tran turned and looked suspiciously at Silver, who looked like she was deeply engrossed in the text book. She looked up, saying “What?” Tran continued eyeing her suspiciously but was clearly uncertain she was to blame. She then turned toward Jack, who just shrugged his shoulders helplessly at her. She glared at him just on principle and turned back around.
The bell rang a couple of minutes later. As they were leaving the room, Jack leaned into Silver and asked, “Why do you carry a feather with you?”
“Wouldn’t you like to know?” she responded saucily.
Self Defense Basics
Finally! A class he could really sink his teeth into. That cliché was never going to have the same meaning again.
“Okay, review time. Audrey, what’s the first rule of self defense?” Faith asked.
“Stay alive,” Audrey promptly answered.
“Good! Never forget that. ‘Course you forget that rule and you won’t have to worry about anything else. Ever again.” Turning to another student, she asked “Second rule?”
“There’s always something bigger, stronger or a better fighter than you.”
“Which means?” she asked the whole class.
“Which means you cheat. You do whatever it takes not to break rule number one,” Spike informed them. Jack really liked these two.
“Right. Spike and I are going to show you a couple of moves, then you’ll break into groups and try them out. I see anyone slacking, they’ll run ten laps, got it?”
“Yes, ma’am!” the class responded.
Spike chuckled. “I think they’re afraid o’ you. Can’t imagine why,” he smirked. On the first day of class, Faith began by asking all the slayers to raise their hands. Three-fourths of the class did so. She then had them attack her and Spike all out. After she and Spike finished wiping the floor with them while making sure not to hurt them, she began the lesson knowing she had everyone’s full attention. She’s had it in every class since then as well.
Faith and Spike demonstrated the new techniques, which were more advanced than anything they’d done previously but still fairly basic for slayers. “Okay, your turn,” Faith said.
Jack found himself in a group of four. The groups were constantly changed from class to class, sometimes even during class, so everyone was fully challenged. This time Jack’s group included two slayers and a wizard. Jack had called him a witch the first time they were put together and had to listen to the kid go on for the rest of the class about the difference between witches and wizards and sorcerers and mages, blah, blah, blah. Jack pretty much tried to keep his mouth shut around him since then. No sense encouraging him.
They took turns being the attackee and the attacker. The two who were watching offered up constructive critisms and suggestions. Faith and Spike wandered through the groups doing the same.
When it was Jack’s turn to be attacked he was up against one of the slayers. She had him and they both knew it. She got cocky and allowed herself to be distracted by another group which Jack used to his advantage, taking her down. It wasn’t the first time he’d been able to do so. What he lacked in strength and speed against the slayers, he made up for in experience.
“Nice move, Jackson,” Faith complimented.
“Yeah, right professional,” Spike added from across the room.
The class went on for another twenty minutes. Jack was able to win one more match against the slayers and got close a couple of other times. By the time class was over, he was sweaty, sore, tired and happy.
Jack had just taken a nice long shower to relax his muscles after the Self Defense class. He looked over at his desk and knew he should start his homework. Yep, that’s what he should do. He picked up his cell phone and dialed Daniel’s number. He was about to hang up when Daniel answered.
“Hey, Danny. Is this a bad time?”
“No. Um, let me just … hang on a minute, okay?” Daniel said distractedly. Jack could hear some muffled conversation but couldn’t make any of it out. “I’m back. I had to get rid of someone.”
“Jack?” he smirked, liking the idea that he ranked over the other Jack.
“Actually, it was Jay. I think he’s finally realizing Jack doesn’t like him. I sent him to Sam. She’s going to kill me,” he groaned.
“Nah, she’ll just torture you. I bet she sends him back your way when she knows your really busy,” Jack laughed.
“Oh God, you’re probably right!” Daniel said horrified. Jack laughed some more, actually picturing Daniels look of horror. “You’re in a good mood.”
“Well, I am Mr. Positive,” said Jack.
“I’ve never really thanked you.”
“For finding the school? You’re welcome.”
“No, not that although I guess I should. So, thanks. What I really meant was for being my friend these past years. I know it hasn’t always been easy for you but you never gave up on me. I appreciate that even if I didn’t show it at the time.”
“Did something happen today?” Daniel asked.
“Nope, it was just another day.”