2008-03-03: Water

Starring:

Jamie_icon.gif and NPC Calvin the Fifth-Grader

Guest-Starring:

Erin_icon.gif

Summary: Jamie's spooked by a video game, with somewhat interesting results. She has a friend, though.

Date It Happened: 3 MARCH 2008

Water


Jamie's School

Aah, school. Even in elementary school, there can be change-ups of teachers now and then. At this point in the afternoon? Math. Unfortunate? Usually. "Class?" One of the other teachers appears, sitting at the front desk. "Your usual teacher's sick today, so we're going to have a quiet study period." Emphasis on 'quiet.' However, just as soon as it's revealed that there will, indeed, be no math today, the greater portion of the class starts talking. Because, really, who's ever heard of a quiet study period when you have a substitute teacher? A few students pull out books to read, and a handful of boys near the back produce a hand-held Game Boy from inside one desk.

The teacher merely looks over her glasses, rolls her eyes, and opens the newspaper.

—-

Jamie gives a bit of a sigh at that, unlike the cheerful responses of most of the class. To her, having to sit in class is tolerable when there's something to do. Nothing? That's even worse. The fact that she's the new kid means she really doesn't have anybody to talk to either. Though, she tries, listening to a nearby conversation, trying to listen for cues where she can join in.

—-

There's a lot of bad things about being the new kid, because every single person wants to test her. See how far they can push her. Discover her personality. At the moment, she's really just The New Kid, with no established anything. That makes it hard to know which buttons to push, and so? The bullies of the class are very keen to push all of them.

The video-game-playing boys settle in the seats just behind Jamie, and talk amongst themselves. "I just got to level six, man. I had it plugged in all night so I wouldn't lose my game. I think I might beat it this time."

"Nah, you'll flake out on the boss."

And so the conversation goes on. At least there's some people in the class who seem interested in Jamie. There are always a couple who'll say hi, though even they have their friends to go to. Breaking into the social circle might be difficult.

—-

Jamie frowns at the conversation. Video games. Something she knows next to nothing about. Still, she tries, and says to the first of the boys, "I bet you'll beat it." She absently doodles in her notebook, drawing a circus tent, as she says this.

—-

All the attention is on her as she DARES speak to them. "Look, you don't know anything," says one of the kids. "Just turn around and keep— what's that you're drawin'?" Getting up from his seat, the kid makes a move to snatch the notebook from Jamie so he can look at it. "Hey, you draw? Can you draw me?" …It's the most obnoxious question anyone can ever ask an artist, really, and the kid doesn't seem too interested in being drawn, besides. Instead, he starts paging through the book, while sitting down in front of Jamie.

—-

It probably doesn't help that Jamie is nowhere near an artist. She has some talent, but unrealized as of yet. Of course, that might just put her better than most of the class. And they're mostly just doodles in the edges of her book, when she's bored in class. She frowns and says, "Hey, give it back!" She tries to reach for it. She's got good reflexes, but she's small even for a ten-year-old, probably easily blocked.

—-

"C'mon, I'm just playin'," the boy with the notebook says, though he doesn't give it back. That would be far too easy! His friends, meanwhile, are silently conspiring behind Jamie. Hey, mess with the new girl, right? It's the perfect time to do it. While the substitute teacher is gently lulled into sleep by the drone of the classroom, the boys maneuver the Game Boy right up next to Jamie's ear…

And then, they turn the volume all the way up. After that, it only takes the push of a single button to create the ear-splitting sound of gunfire, and following that, the explosion of some sort of barrel on the small screen.

—-

Jamie frowns a bit but sits back, starting to say, "Ok, I guess, but…" Then the boys find the right button to push, as it were. The girl jumps, and then… she's suddenly water, splashing down, probably splashing onto all the boy's and their desks in the process. Her clothes are all still there, now lying on the girl's chair and under her desk, but there's no more Jamie… just water.

—-

Now, everyone in the class can't be focused on Jamie at the same time. Thing is, in a classroom full of kids, word spreads pretty quickly, especially when someone turns into water.

The boys all have different reactions, ranging from "Oh, no, my game got wet," to the boy with the notebook, who stares blankly at the spot where Jamie just was, to a couple of the other boys who stand up and get as far away as they can. There's definitely shouting involved. "Oh my god, what HAPPENED TO HER!" and "What the hell did you do, Ryan!?" And "I swear to god, she just melted!"

—-

Were she not just scared out of her mind, Jamie *might* have been able to slither back into her clothes and change back before anybody but the boys noticed. As it is, she just stays puddled under the chair, quivering just a little as she calms down and tries to figure out what to do now. Long enough, unfortunately, for everybody to hear the news.

—-

It seems strange that no one else in the class has any sort of ability, though when one thinks about it, there are comparitively few people in the world who can do things like Jamie can. In the end, no one has any clue what's going on, though the boy who took her notebook does kneel down on the floor to see what may have become of Jamie — and all he can see is water. In fact, he puts his hand right down in it as he looks under the nearby desks.

He seems to be a smart kid, and knows that something weird has just happened, but people don't just vanish and leave behind water… And clothing. Eventually, he stands up, one shoe on the outside of the puddle. By now, the teacher's standing up, and getting the story from the people who saw it. "Jamie?" She checks her clipboard for the name, then calls out again, "Jamie??"

—-

Taking a chance that make she can trust the boy, Jamie squirts a squirtgun-esque stream of water up at the boy that's standing near her. Hoping that he's not terrified and figures out that hey, maybe she needs some help. Of course, before she met Ali she'd change back in full view of everybody, but fear of disappointing the DJ has her staying water, trying to figure a way out.

—-

It's usually not wise to trust grade-school-aged boys. Still, in the uproar that's been cause by this sudden watery disappearance, no one but the boy is actually looking at the puddle. And when he sees it very obviously splash at him, he's right back down near the ground. "Oh my god. Oh my god, New Kid?" he asks. No, it can't be. He's talking to a puddle of water, but he knows what he saw. His eyes just can't play tricks on him like that. Terrified? Well, yes. He is. But this? IS ALSO SO COOL.

—-

Jamie gives a ripple at the question, an obvious one that can't actually be caused by anything nearby, unless an underground bomb just went off somewhere nearby.

—-

…Right, so he's talking to a puddle. His first thought is to get her out of here so no one else can see her. Maybe it's that the boy wants Jamie all to himself - which sounds creepy until you consider the fact that, at this age, special effects in sci-fi movies are cool - or maybe he's just trying to be nice. There's a small half-trash can next to the teacher's desk. "Gonna clean up the water," he explains as he grabs the trash can, dumps it over so that the little trash that was still at the bottom is now on the floor, and heads back over to the puddle. "M'gonna try to get you out of here, okay? I don't know how to get you from there to here, though." Hell, he doesn't even know if Jamie can see what he's doing. "You know, this is really weird."

—-

Hopefully nobody's watching, as the puddle that is Jamie flows up the side of the can after the boy's set it down, pouring inside. The way she does it looks like someone took an overflowing bucket and put it on rewind.

—-

Okay, he's got his classmate in a bucket. "You're payin' for my therapy," he mutters. Standing, he carts the trashcan full of water to the door. Unfortunately, and despite the boy's best efforts to hide what was going on, there are other people who saw what happened…

…That's something to worry about later, though. He at least remembers to grab her shirt and pants on the way out, but he's so not touching the other stuff. No way. That is dangerous territory there! At first, he thinks about heading to the boy's bathroom, but then thinks better of it. There could be someone in there. Instead, he goes to the janitor's closet, and sets the trash can down in the basin there. "Okay, uh." …Now what?

—-

Not that the boy can tell, but Jamie's looking up at where he set her clothes. Not on the floor, unfortunately, but hanging from the sink. She flows out of the garbage bucket and onto the floor, and then starts to retake human shape. Soon she's reformed, naked. Quickly as she can she grabs her clothes and starts to pull them on. "Thanks. Dunno how I woulda got outta there. 'cept maybe going down a sink or something."

—-

Let's face it. The kid is a boy approaching his teenaged years. It's hard not to look, but somehow, he tears his eyes away and turns around to give her a little privacy. When Jamie speaks, the boy turns around, staring, unsure whether to think that was the coolest thing ever, or the scariest thing ever. "You just." He points. To his credit, he doesn't run away screaming. "You just turned into water." Unlike Erin, he's not quite old enough to remember Alex Mack, so the cool factor isn't as high as the weird factor. Still, it's one of those adult moments where he knows it's a secret he's going to have to keep. "I'm Calvin."

—-

Jamie, once dressed again, relaxes some and looks back up to Calvin. She nods quickly and says, "Uh-huh. It usually don't happen by accident. I just… don't like guns." She offers her hand then as she says, "I'm Jamie." She looks hopeful. She's trusting by nature, though.

—-

"Uh." Calvin might be a gentleman at the moment, but he's really no stranger to troublemaking, and he kind of feels bad about the whole gun-in-the-videogame thing now. So… There's kind of an obligation to help her out. Now he can use his troublemaking skills for AWESOME rather than evil. "I… that's cool. I mean, not cool. You know— the gun thing. But…" The poor boy is still quite shocked from the whole ordeal. "I can get to a phone. S'there someone I can call for you? I mean, you can't just walk back into the class now. I can come up with something, though, I… I think. Just… You should probably get home or whatever."

—-

Jamie nods quickly to the offer and says, "Please? Um…" She quickly gives the boy the number for Erin and Ali's apartment. "Can you call them, please?" She nods quickly in agreement, "Yeah, don't wanna go back in there now! Um… what're you gonna tell them?"

—-

"I dunno yet. I got some time t'think. I dunno if everyone's gonna buy it, though, Jamie. I mean… A lot of people saw what happened." There's a pause, then, "This might take awhile. Just… Trust me. Stay put. Don't leave the closet. I'll take care of things, but you owe me an explanation later, okay?" When he's sure he's got the number memorised, he heads off into the hall."

Fifteen minutes pass. A half hour.

It's not until an hour later that the door to the janitor's closet opens, light pouring in from the outside.

—-

Jamie stays waiting in the closet. For a while she cries, even. Embarassment, fear of how Ali will react, and worry that the other kids will be scared of her now, all mixing in the time of silence she has to think. She's stopped by the time the door opens, though she still sits against the back wall, knees to her chest.

—-

It's not Ali that comes for Jamie, though. "Hey, Mini-Mack. You here?" Erin says, closing the door behind her. She's not a huge fan of children, but she knows what it's like to completely lose control of your ability. Unfortunately, from what the boy said over the phone, it happened in front of a lot of people.

Eventually, the light falls across Jamie, and Erin's able to spot her. There's no yelling or harsh looks from the actress this time. She just quietly kneels on the floor, and wraps her arms around the kid. "Hey. You all right?"

—-

Jamie reaches up to grab hold of Erin around the neck, holding tight a moment. "I didn't mean to, really. I tried to keep it a secret, like Ali said, but…" She trails off, and then asks, "Can we go home?"

—-

"I know you didn't," Erin says quietly. It's something both she and Ali can likely relate to. Holding the kid close, patting her hair for a while and just being there for once, Erin can't think of anything better to do than go home. This is serious. A lot more serious than she can really say right now, but a little accident like this can really snowball if they're not careful. Erin's already got ideas, though. Ideas that can potentially hurt the school, but protect Jamie, and everyone like her. "Yeah, we're going to go home right now. C'mon."

—-

Jamie nods a little bit, "Ok." She lets go of the hug then so she can climb to her feet, which just takes a moment. Once standing again, she reaches to take hold of Erin's hand.

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