at home. Katie didn’t know what to do. She decided that the best course of action was to go to school and try and reason with Jason’s teacher - or even the principal if she had to! She would do whatever was necessary to get him pardoned.
She took a deep breath then, thinking about what she was going to have to deal with after she had dealt with the school. She was going to have to 'fess up' to Jason's dad, Bob. Oh, man. He was not going to be as easy to deal with as Principal Jenson.
She began to formulate a plan, a step-by-step blueprint of what she would do. She tried to come up with some story that would explain Jason’s odd behavior. After discarding several lame versions of why Tarzan had made an appearance, however, she was forced to come to the conclusion that maybe the best thing to do would be to abide by the old adage ‘the truth shall set you free.’
Yep, she decided. Honesty is the best policy.
She trembled in anticipation of having to relate her tale of humiliation to adults. To adult GUYS, no less. Oh, God.
The only way that she could get through it was to really downplay the whole ‘I just started my period in white jeans’ part. Yeah, she would just rush through that part and make a point to really emphasize how Jason had rescued her from complete and total humiliation. Humiliation that would have endured for years to come!
Then she would enlist Nurse Parks to come in and back up the fact that Katie had come into the office and gone home with a very bad “stomachache” - and (additional proof!) that she was wearing Jason’s shirt at the time.
But, as it turned out, none of that was how it went down at all.
As she turned the corner to Great Oaks Middle School, she saw Jason’s dad's white Chevy Blazer parked in the teacher parking lot. Oh God Oh God OH GOD! Maybe it wasn't his? No. She knew it was, because it said Sloan Construction on the side.
Oh no, she was too late. Katie's breath began to quicken and her eyes began to well. She couldn't let this happen because of HER! It was so UNFAIR! She had to do something to try and diffuse the situation – and if that meant describing the entire embarrassing chain of events to a few adults gathered in a room, including the Jason’s dad (who was very intimidating!) then...OK, yeah. So be it.
Katie took a deep breath, pushed back her shoulders, held her head high, and pushed open the heavy double doors that led to the school's administration office.
She was immediately bombarded by the sound of laughter coming from Principal Jenson’s office. Whoa! Not what she expected to hear!
She peeked unobtrusively around the corner and saw Principal Jenson and Bob Sloan hysterically laughing as Principal Jenson relayed the events of Jason's impromptu lunchtime performance. Katie breathed a sigh of relief when the Principal ended the recitation by saying that he would call the detention classroom and have Jason come up to the office so that he could leave with his father.
Katie smiled to herself. Hopefully this was a good sign! No need to humiliate herself, after all, if everyone was going to take Jason’s prank in stride! She decided to let herself off the hook for that and just go and find Jason so she could thank him and return his freshly laundered shirt.
She knew that detention was being held in Mrs. Kimball’s science lab this week so she started down the far left hall to see if she could intercept Jason on his way to the office.
That's when she saw it.
GOD!
It made her sick.
There, in a corner formed by a bank of lockers and an outcropping of the wall, halfway hidden in shadows, was Jason. Making out with Callie Martin. The single most stuck up, OBNOXIOUS popular girl at Great Oaks Middle School!
Katie stood there, dumbfounded. Not only was she disgusted that Jason was kissing Callie...she also couldn’t quite believe that Callie would be kissing Jason. Callie was an 8th grader! And she had all the 8th grade boys - and even some freshmen!
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