The Insiders

By Wednesday, nearly everybody who was anybody knew about the mysterious girl who had helped out THE Gerard Way and THE Bob Bryar but refused to sit with them at lunch two days in a row. Nearly anybody who wasn't popular would've killed for that position.
Really the only group that dubbed The Insiders as weird were Leanne, Jamie, and their sprinkling of on again-off again friends. The popular crowd's position on the whole "Insider" scenerio was a complicated one that confused the general masses. They wanted more than anything to chat with them but didn't want to risk Leanne and Jamie's wrath.
And thus the Insiders were effectively outcasts.
Frank didn't see what the big deal was; if people wanted to sit with them all they had to do was ask. Gwyn had tried multiple times to explain the various and confusing layers of highschool drama to him, but it just went in one ear and out the other. Sometimes she could swear that his processing software was outdated.
But right now, Frank didn't want to think about who-could-sit-where and who-was-actually-popular drama. He was more focused on his brilliant scheme, which would be effective in t-minus ten minutes.
"Earth to Frank! Do. You. Read." Frank snapped out of his thoughts and crash-landed back to cafeteria land once more.
"Do you read me?" Mikey repeated in his high I Am Still A Sophmore voice. That kid could be such a dork sometimes.
But then he caught a glimpse of Jamie look over at their table with THAT look. You know that one: the "wow, your little friend is such a dork, haha," look.
"I read ya loud and clear, Mikes," he returned before smirking back at Jamie. Who said seniors couldn't be absolute nerds as well? Jamie's teasing smile melted into a look of disgust before she turned back around, flipping her hair (so clichè).
Gerard gave Frank a look.
"You're planning something."
"What?"
"That's what I was thinking! He is so totally planning something! He has that 'I'm about to do something that will most likely get me in trouble' look about him," Gwyn joined in, tucking a strand of fire-hydrant red hair behind her ear.
"Spill," Gerard grinned.
Frank smirked; he had been waiting for this moment.
"So guess what class I have next?"
Ray shrugged and took a sip of his Coke, "I dunno, it's an elective,"
Ah, so he had taken the bait.
"And guess what I'm taking?!"
Everyone shrugged, but no one took the bait this time. Whatever Frank had up his sleeve, it was guaranteed to be off the wall.
And sure enough it was.
Gerard nearly choked on his sandwich.
"You're taking COOKING?!"
Gwyn was practically on the floor she was laughing so hard.
"Dude, you're never gonna hear the end of it!" She tilted her head toward the prep and jock table, "They'll be on your case all year as the 'gay' one."
Not that there was anything wrong with being gay, but that group had a way of warping anything into insults.
"But that's where they're wrong." This was it, the big reveal.
"You're not gay?" Bob cupped his hand over his mouth. Frank rolled his eyes.
"NO I'm the exact opposite. Because while all of those football players are sweating away with other guys, I'll be the only guy in an all girl class!"
He let his brilliance sink in with the other guys, who were clearly not happy that they hadn't thought of this.
Gwyn, being the only girl, rocked side to side uncomfortably.
Just then the bell rang; it was time for Frank's brilliant scheme to be put into action.
***
Leigh tossed her apple core into the garbage and checked her Wednesday schedule: cooking. Great.
Since the move was very last minute, she did t have to time to pick her electives and instead got whatever we thrown at her. Considering she had once caught popcorn on fire, this particular elective choice did not make her happy. She trudged her way to the classroom, making sure to keep her head down. Every since she defeated 'Darth Stupid' as the students apparently called him, Leigh was gaining too much unwanted attention. She supposed that it didn't help that she had also taking down Leanne and Jamie during her first period ever at Belleville. It was definitely best that she kept her head down for a bit.
She wandered into the cooking classroom relatively early and opted for a space near the back. She noticed two other Insiders in the other back corner. She recognized the short mischievous one with shorter black hair to be a senior named Frank; that kid always looked to be up to something. The other one was a very tall girl - she had to be about 5'10 - with chin length dyed red hair and electric blue eyes. She was pretty sure that this girl was a junior like her, but she didn't have any other classes with her.
Well, whatever, Leigh was definitely staying far away from these two. They were the kind of people who could easily, albeit accidentally cause the wrong kind of attention.
These thoughts had barely escaped her mind when she registered yelling, and the first egg went flying through the air only to splatter against her face.

Notes

Hope you all enjoy! I don't think I will be able to update again until Friday night, just a heads up :D As usual, feedback is appreciated ^.^