Jason walked away from Paul, smirking.
The truth, he scoffed mentally, was such a silly thing. So silly indeed...
Alaina walked past, glancing up at him with a mixed look of confusion and sadness. Jason looked at her, trying to determine why she wasn't smiling. She was always smiling. Well, she had collapsed yesterday and had to be taken home so she might have just been not feeling very well.
He didn't do anything though, he just walked past her. He heard Paul mutter something but just carried on walking. He headed back outside and saw David talking to one of the girls that hung around with Alaina. Jason smiled to himself and stayed back for a bit.
The girl - who Jason vaguely remembered as Amber - handed David a small piece of paper, smiling nervously. David smiled back at her and she blushed before hurrying away. Jason went back to his friend and stood next to him.
"I just got a number," David said proudly.
"Do you even like Amber?" Jason asked him.
"I'm sure I could learn to like her, if you know what I mean." The look on David's face was playful and cheeky.
"Woah, David, you're turning into a lying, girl-playing bastard. I'm so proud." Jason smacked his friend on the back, smiling. "Let's go get some lunch."
Jason and David headed inside to the cafeteria. They stood in the queue for what seemed like forever but must have only been about ten minutes. David and Jason reluctantly took the plate shoved onto their trays and sat down at an empty table.
"So, David," Jason started, "are you really planning on using Amber?"
David just shrugged as his mouth was full. He swallowed before answering. "We'll see."
"You know she's completely innocent, don't you? She's not..." Jason said, not intending on finishing the sentence.
David raised an eyebrow. "You know this because...?"
"Not me, you twat. Jack told me."
"Yeah, but Jack will get with anyone and do anything. Literally."
Paul walked over to the table.
“Hey, do you mind if I sit with you?” he asked, looking between Jason and David.
“I don’t see why not,” Jason said. “Paul, this is David. David, this is Paul. He’s new.”
“Hi,” David said, gesturing to one of the empty chairs. “What made you move schools?”
“Oh, I got expelled,” Paul murmured, playing with whatever the hell was on his plate.
“What for?” David asked.
“Telling the truth.”
When Paul said it, his gaze unknowingly moved to Jason. Jason thought this boy was silly, but perhaps it would be a friendship he could use to his advantage. Silence settled at the table. Jason pushed the food around.
“I think this is meant to be pasta,” he said, pointing to the goo.
“I thought it was lasagne, there’s that much cheese,” David said, a look of disgust on his face.
Paul looked at his plate. “Maybe it’s just a government experiment gone wrong.”
“Possibly,” Jason contemplated. “Then again, the cooks here aren’t great. Someone once found a tooth in their mashed potato, and it wasn’t theirs.”
“You chose a great school to come to,” Jason said, smiling.
Paul smiled back but it seemed a little forced. Jason could tell Paul was uncomfortable around him but he didn’t know why. Though, when Jason had stopped him from falling, there was something... different about him. Something not quite right...