Jojo's Problem Pt. 7

  It was now three days before the big concert, and Jojo was in school… surprising, huh? He was getting books out if his locker and looked at the clock on the wall. 12:40, he’s late for lunch with Candace. Candace is a year older than Jojo, and she’s taller, too. (No surprise.) She has long brown hair with light blue and is a total hippie. She is obsessed with the earth, (or in this case, a speck,) and also loves to donate. She’s a care-giver. Today, she was wearing a white t-shirt that says “HEAL THE WORLD” on it. She also has a flower in her hair today, like everyday. She is one grade higher than Jojo. Now, of course, their world is our speck, so we should respect that. Oh, and she has braces and is a vegetarian.
  Jojo ran all the way down the hall and burst into the cafeteria. Now, he is way more confident in himself and is determined to talk to that girl, whatever her name is.
  “Jojo, over here!” Candace called to him. Jojo scurried to her and high-fived her.
  “You sure are in a good mood today.” Candace was surprised.
  “Yeah, I’m just a little… jumpy.” Jojo chuckled. He sat in a seat right next to her.
  “Aren’t you going to eat?” Candace asked him.
  “No, I can’t eat… I can’t sleep… I can hardly breathe.” He laughed and looked around.
  “…Looking for someone?” Candace asked, staring at him.
  “Oh… no.” Jojo made a face. Candace doesn’t know about the girl yet. Maybe he should tell her.
  “Well, I invited someone to eat with us.” Candace took a bite of her carrot.
  “Who?” Jojo asked, still looking around rapidly.
  “Her name is Jamie. She got black hair with teal streaks, and she's got teal colored fur with black, and she's your age. She's a lot like you, and I think you two would be pretty good friends if you guys met.” She shrugged.
  “Is that her?” Jojo pointed to a girl just walking into the cafeteria.
  “Yes it is.” Candace said as she stood up. “Hey, Jamie!” She yelled and waved her arms. “Over here!” She sat back down and took another bite of her carrot.
  Jamie ran over to the table and sat down next to Jojo. “Hey, Candace.” She waved to Candace.
  “It’s ‘Flower Child’ now.” Candace said mysteriously.
  “What?” Jojo and Jamie both asked in confusion.
  “What? All hippies need their own name. I’m sticking with the old classic ‘Flower Child’.” Candace nodded.
  “Okay, then…” Jojo looked at Jamie.
  “Well, I think that Derek kid is sort of cute.” Jamie changed the subject and shrugged.
  Jojo immediately looked up. Derek was the name of that girl’s boyfriend.
  “Oh, cool… is he dating anyone?” Candace asked.
  “I think so.” Jamie sighed.
  “I’ll be right back.” Jojo stood up and walked to the nearest boys’ bathroom. He took his cell phone out and made a text message to Holly.
  Holly was halfway across the cafeteria and eating a cheeseburger. She heard her cell phone beep and took it out of her pocket to read it. She noticed Jojo near the bathrooms. Holly rolled her eyes and read the message.
  ‘Where is she?’ Jojo wrote.
  Holly looked up at Jojo, confused. But she replied back:
  ‘Who? The girl u like?’
  Jojo blushed but replied:
  ‘Yes.’
  ‘She’s over there…’
  Jojo looked up at Holly, whom was pointing to her left. Jojo looked over to her left and finally saw her. He wrote one final message:
  ‘Thx.’
  Jojo put the phone back in his pocket and took a deep breath. He started walking nearer and nearer to that girl, which seemed like forever. He walked past Holly, whom was watching his every move now. He finally stepped in front of her.
  “Hey there.” Jojo smiled nervously.
  “Oh, hello.” The girl looked at him. She even sat down so beautifully. “Um…” The girl snapped her fingers, trying to remember his name.
  “Jojo.” Jojo chuckled.
  “Yes. Jojo. I remember.” She nodded.
  “Um, are you here alone?” Jojo looked at the empty seats next to her.
  “Oh, no. My boyfriend is getting some lunch right now.” She smiled.
  “Oh, cool.” Jojo looked around. Then he blushed. How is that cool? Maybe he shouldn’t talk.
  “So, your dad is the mayor of Whoville, huh?” She finally said. “Must be awesome.”
  “I guess.” Jojo shrugged, smiling.
  “You have how many sisters?” She looked up at him.
  “96.” Jojo rolled his eyes. “I’m lucky to name ten of them.”
  She giggled. “You’re funny.”
  “Thanks. I didn’t quite catch your name.” Jojo looked at her.
  She stood up. “I’m Mary.” She shook his hand. “Mary Jane.”

  TO BE CONTINUED...