Mary Audition

[Miss Jack]

Me? Pretty, did you say?

-preen-pose-vain-

Alrighty then, Miss Kiss-Up-Global-Moderator. I'm going to make this hard. Mark. My. Words.

Ahem.
Your word prompt is:
"If you haven’t got anything nice to say about anybody, come sit next to me."

(you get a direct quote. have fuuuunn...)

[Jules]

Oh god. Oh god please no. Why? She's raising her hand again. I can see it out of the corner of my eye. We're talking about Lord of the Flies in class, and of course, she's going to rattle off some long 'deep' speech about her opinions. The entire class can feel it. Some of us sink lower into our seats, there's a few muffled groans. She's more then a little infamous. I get ready by engaging my friend in a thumb war. The teacher would've shot us dirty looks, but she's got her face in her hands. The girl is oblivious to any of us and begins letting loose her hourly theory.
I tune out most of, but the particularly obnoxiously pieces just jab into my subconscious.

"....well, you see. When Hiroshima was being bombed..." I guiltily wish the school would set fire to let us all escape. She's not that bad in general. She can be really nice. But she's the kind of person who's in love with the sound of her own voice. And I have to hear it three classes out of four every single day. It's enough to make me drop out and work at Wendy's the rest of my life.

"...So it was really the atomic bombs being dropped on Japan that ended World War Two.."

Personally, I've lost the will to life and can't really understand what this has to do with Lord of the Flies. I say so.

"What are you talking about? This has nothing to do with Japan."

There's a few snickers about the room. I know I should feel bad, but I only kind of feel flattered.

A boy chimes in..."The boys are from England. They're no where near Japan."

Someone else; "Seriously."

She's white in the face, her lips are pursed, and her head in tucked back into her neck, giving her an unattractive double chin.

"I was just using it as an example--"
"For what?" I snap.
"I---uhh."
"Exactly, so maybe just kinda shutup?"

I don't mean to be mean, but sometimes I really can't help it. She huffs and puffs, and looks a little like the Big Bad Wolf. Even though I know the teacher is grateful, she can't really let this go by.

"If you haven't got anything nice to say about anybody, come sit next to me."

I heave a sigh and pick up my binder, taking the seat that's an extension of the teacher's desk and acts as punishment.

But when the lessons continued, and no one's really paying attention anymore, Mrs. Hudgins smiles at me and slips me a lollipop.

[Miss Jack]

I liked it. I totally know someone like that, too.

Challenge:
After the bell rings, another kid from the class approaches the narrator. He's repeated the grade several times now and so stands quite a bit taller, and thicker. He offers her a wad of money. "Hey, I got someone else I want you to 'shut up', if you know what I mean."

[Jules]

The girl looked up with an eyebrow kind of raised. She'd never really perfected the art. The boy was under the impression she had a facial tick.
"You look like you could take care of yourself." And it was true. He could probably quite easily do what he was paying her to do. But she took the money anyways. The reason he was doing this was probably because he couldn't count well enough to realize he'd over payed her by eighty dollars.

She didn't say anything. She just tucked the wad away and smiled. "Alright. Who?"

It seemed like she was going to have to take this step by step. "When, and where? Any particularly way?" Her tone is bored and practiced. It was obvious she'd done this many times before.

He mumbled out how he wanted done, and Minny nodded slowly, scratching details out in bullet point on the paper in front of her. When she had it all down, the teacher nodded and grinned.

"You're not the only one." She informed him. He shrugged. He was probably well aware. Even with his troglodyte-type intelligence.

When he left, Minny grinned and picked up her binder off the teacher's desk. She'd been sitting there for punishment. And she had just rake in over five hundred dollars to 'shut up' the cause.

Life was good.

[Marguerite]

Since Miss Jack's been all auditioned out today, I'll take up the slack and with my mighty admin powers (*insert Evil Overlord Laugh here*) I hereby approve you. Yaaaaay!

You can go post a character sheet now, huzzah. ^^