High Schoolers Create a haunted house in order to pass AP Calculus (no more #Vender) (#BRAIN) (#JJ) (CLOSED BUT FEEL FREE TO STALK)

Ender nodded. "Yeah. That's why you went to the bathroom."

“That’s depressing,” came Jane’s voice from under her desk. She popped up. “Tomorrow, ten to eight. That’s all I can spare.” She burrowed into her stacks of paper again.

"Thank you." He leaned over the desk. "What're you looking for?"

“This!” Jane came up holding a purple piece of paper in between her fingers. To Jesse’s confused look, she said, “Our seller’s permit. If they took that, we’d have had to shut down. Which would’ve sucked.”

"If who took it?"

Ender nodded. "Yeah. That's why you went to the bathroom."

Venus bit her lip. "Uh… yeah…" Stupid…

(Food, gtg)

Nessa marched through the haunted house, her eye's still dripping, holding a bundle of fabric scraps, " Miss. Armanda I know you said we should keep these to sew on costumes and such but its cluttering the entire store room, permission to throw them out."

“Oh. Um. Nobody,” Jane said with a smile, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Would you mind…?” She plopped another sixteen papers on top of Jesse’s pile. “Thanks.”

//I should’ve said that they were super close cause then they could’ve kissed AGH WHY ME

Nessa marched through the haunted house, her eye's still dripping, holding a bundle of fabric scraps, " Miss. Armanda I know you said we should keep these to sew on costumes and such but its cluttering the entire store room, permission to throw them out."

//who

(It's Venus's last name)

“Oh. Um. Nobody,” Jane said with a smile, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Would you mind…?” She plopped another sixteen papers on top of Jesse’s pile. “Thanks.”

//I should’ve said that they were super close cause then they could’ve kissed AGH WHY ME

(lol)
Jesse staggered a bit. "Jeez how many of these do you have? Wait, don't tell me." He paused. "Also, nobody says nothing when it's nothing, so it's definitely something."

“Something that, to be entirely honest, I don’t realky know,” Jane said. “And I refuse to listen to you; eventually I will add on another hundred papers or so to your pile.”

Jesse rolled his eyes and smiled, then started. "Wait really?"

"Oh and Mister Tripp The entire lost and found is your dirty socks I suggest you get them before they are set on fire," Nessa rattled a match box in her hand, "By me."

Jesse rolled his eyes and smiled, then started. "Wait really?"

Jane smiled. “Yep. Here’s….” She hefted a pile “…fifty.”

Ender rolled his eyes. "You can call my Ender, Nessie."

Jesse rolled his eyes and smiled, then started. "Wait really?"

Jane smiled. “Yep. Here’s….” She hefted a pile “…fifty.”

"Jesus Christ." Jesse gasped.

Jesse rolled his eyes and smiled, then started. "Wait really?"

Jane smiled. “Yep. Here’s….” She hefted a pile “…fifty.”

"Jesus Christ." Jesse gasped.

“Have fun!” Jane plopped on the other half and five back into the papers. “You can set those down, it’s the first round of ones I know I need to keep,”

Jesse stumbled over to a table and set them down. "Yikes how many are there?"

Nessa kept a blank face and her costomer service voice, " Mr. Tripp I am not the Loch ness monster."

Jesse stumbled over to a table and set them down. "Yikes how many are there?"

“Um. At this point, probably a thousand. And they pulled them out of the drawers, too!” She added indignantly. “Seriously?!?”

"Who?"

“We don’t know!” Jane cried, sitting back on her heels. “Not all of them, anyway. Just a few. We really don’t have any way to tell.”

//and then they kissed ;p

"Was one of them named Hannah?"

Nessa turned from the two and dumped the fabric in the trash, "If you will excuse me I must address Miss. Estrid."

"Was one of them named Hannah?"

Jane looked at him curiously. “How did you…”

"Ender told me about some bitch named Hannah."
(Pardon his putty mouth)

//lol

“Oh. Um, yeah. She’s, uh… not a very nice person…. kinda bullied me for a bit…” Jane rubbed the back of her neck. “I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m telling you this…” she turned around and picked up more papers, the material arching under her hands. “Agh, get back here!” She grabbed the paper and handed it to Jesse. “Thanks.”

"It's fine." Jesse shrugged. "I had a bully for awhile…"