Bebop High
by: Setryochi

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Spike sighed sitting back in his chair. Mrs. Wending was chattering about another project.

“You’ll be working with partners and I’ll be picking who you work with,” she ended.

Faye yawned, this class was so boring. How could anyone pay attention when they were half a sleep?

“Spike Spiegel, You’ll be Faye Valentine’s partner.”

“What?!” both Spike and Faye shot up in their seats and yelled in unison.

“Settle down, I’ve choosen your partners and I don’t intend to change them so you’ll be working together or you’ll recieve a zero for this. And let me remind you this project is worth five letter grades.”

Faye and Spike groaned at the same time and looked at each other. They sighed and sat back in their seats looking as if they wanted to die.

“How did I get stuck with such a lunkhead? He probably doesn’t even know what class we’re in right now!” Faye thought thinking she’d have to do everything on her own.

“Gah! Why’d I have to get stuck with her!? She probably doesn’t even know what way is up!” Spike thought figuring he’d be doing most of the work.

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“Wait up!” Faye jogged up to Spike.

“What do you want?” he asked not looking at her.

“We have to do the project together, remember?”

“Oh yeah..”

“Well, at least you’ve acknowlegded we have to work together,” she rolled her eyes, “I thought I was going to have to do all the work.”
At her last statement Spike began to laugh, “That’s funny, cause I thought I was going to be the only one working!” he slapped his knee hunched over laughing histerically.

She stopped crossing her arms over her chest and tapping her right foot impatiently, “Are we going to do this or not?”

Recovering from his sudden outburst he looked up at her, “Yeah sure,” he paused taking a breath. “What should we do it on?”

* *

The purpled haired teen sighed frustratedly, “Damn...”

“Find anything yet?” Spike asked poking his head out from behind a book case.

“No...” she sat on the floor in the middle of the isle.

They had been at the library for over and hour and couldn’t find anything. They had no idea what they wanted to do and everytime one of them found something, the other would disagree. The teacher ahd given them a choice, she wanted them to learn culture, so they needed to pick a country or some sort of tribe.

Spike strolled over sitting down next to her, “I’m tired,” he yawned and stretched out. His left hand knocked a book off the shelf and it made a loud thud in the the quiet book castle. They both looked around making sure nobody was looking, after a minute they both sighed and slumped over. Spike picked the book up meaning to place it on the shelf when he read the title.

“Hm...” he said opening the book to read it’s contents.

“What is it?” Faye asked peaking over his shoulder.

Looking at her through the corner of his eye he became annoyed, ‘I can see I’ll be going through this all year. That looking over the shoulder thing is annoying.’
“It’s a book on Japan, seems pretty cool,” he paused looking at some of the pictures, “Wow, that looks complicated.”

“Ooooh! I wanna see!” she grabbed the book from him looking inside the book to see what he ahd seen. Slwoly, she turned the book to it’s side, then upside down, then back again.

“Can’t read?” he asked amused at her confussion.

“What’s that?” she asked pointing to what looked like chicken scratch on a sign. The picture was of a city in Japan, there were lots of signs with... scribbles on them?

“Well it says here,” he started placing his finger over the words, “That translated that means restruant.” he grinned.

“Wow, how can they read that stuff?” she asked.

“Dunno, but I think we found our project,” he closed the book.

“Wait, who said I want to do it on that place?!” she said standing up.

“Well, don’t you want to know more about those ‘scribbles’?”

“Well...”

“C’mon, we’re doing it on this,” he began walking away to go check the book out.

Faye did want to know more about it, but... Oh well....

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Slowly she walked into the house. Spike closed the door after she had entered. They had decided to go to Spike’s house to work on the project. Mostly because he was complaining the library was uncomfortable, they would have gone to Faye’s, but she assured him her house was unavailible because of some renovation.

“Nice place,” Faye said, she felt uncomfortable in the huge living room. The carpets were a bage color and the walls a creamy white, the funiture was also a cream color. There were some plants around the room set on different tables that happened to be made of a white marble base, and a glass top.

“This way,” he said pointing ot a hallway that led deeper into the house. They made their way to his room. He hadn’t said much and he wasn’t really happy about bringing her to his house. He looked like he hated her being there.

“Hm... “ she mused looking around his rather big bedroom. He had a simple bed with black bed sheets, the same color carpet as the rest of the house and plain white walls. The walls had a few Bruce Lee posters scattered on them. In a corner of the room was a small stand with a Tv on it with a VCR and a few video tapes randomly placed or stacked around it. The room was quite simple compared to the rest of the house.

“Sit where you like,” he said motioning to the unmade bed and the rest of the room. Faye found a chair that belonged to the cluttered desk on the wall to the right. She pulled it out and sat down waiting for further instruction.

Spike sat on a small stool infront of her book in hand, “So what’s the first thing we need to have for this report, essay thing,” he asked unenthusiastically.

“Well, we need the population, traditions, location-”

“The FIRST thing,” he cut her off.

“Um... I guess we should start by telling them where it’s at,” she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.

“Sounds easy enough,” he said opening the book.

Faye sat wondering why he was so secretive and plain. ‘What’s with him? He’s got this nice house and his room looks like this! He seems to be disgusted with it all, I wonder why.’

“Faye?”

“Faye?”

“FAYE!”

“Ah! What?” she looked at him confussed, she had spaced out and was called back abruptly.

“Would you like a drink or osmething to eat?” he asked standing up and heading to the door.

“Well I uh..” before she could refuse her stomach answered for her by growling.

“I take that as a ‘yes’,” he began to walk out.

“No really I’m fine!” she protested.

“Right, whatever you say,” he walked out.

Fifteen minutes later Spike returned with three sandwhiches, a bag of chips, and a glass of soda.

Faye looked in awe at all the food. It was insane! All that just for him? She watched as he bite into his sandwhich. She began to feel even more hungry. She licked her lips, those sandwhiches and chips were very tasty looking right now.

“So, do you want to continue to work on the project or would you rather call it a night and part ways?” he asked shovling in some chips.

“I think I should go, you seem busy with your food,” her stomach growled giving away her real reason for leaving.

“I offered to get you some,” he gulped down some soda.

“We can work more on this tomorrow, do you mind if I take the book home to get some research done?”

“Sure take it, I’ll look on the Net for some more stuff too. I’ll print up a few pictures while I’m at it.”

“Ok, well,” she grabbed the book, “Bye,” she waved and left his room.

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Lol, Spike and Faye get into so much trouble, ya know? Well, that’s how it is int he series, right? So obviously they’ll be getting into trouble here too! Anyways, this chapter was kinda short but I’m workin’ on it, k? Oh yeah, you’ll see more of the other characters too. Don’t worry! ^.~

Set-chan