A quick school fic for RE, as I'm in school right now and really bored. Well, I started this in school.

The crotchety old man stood in front of the whiteboard, his back to his students. He was writing out a difficult scientific equation.

"Mr. Marcus! Billy's poking me!" A girl with short brown hair and a red headband waved her hand urgently in the air.

A delinquent in a dark blue shirt was leaning over his seat and poking her. She was almost crying, but the teacher ignored his class. They all saw and decided to take advantage of this.

A scrawny nerd in green with dark hair looked over at his sister. A kid with redish-brown hair and brown army pants was pestering her with pointless questions. She nodded excitedly and moved over from her seat to his lap.

"Geez, you're heavier than you look." He grunted loud enough for her brother to hear on the other side of the room.

At the same time, a suave foreign was hitting on the girl he liked. She was interested in his advances! No, Jill. don't fall for his accent!

The sister of the nerd, a girl with in hot pink with long a ponytail, turned to talk to a blonde boy in a blue shirt under a brown coat, "Leon, don't you have a date with Ada tonight?"

He smirked, "You could say that."

She rolled her eyes, "You're taking her to Brad's party, aren't you? Chris, teach him a lesson!"

The nerd jumped up, "Leon, you're lucky enough to have a girlfriend, you should treat her better than that!"

Jill smiled at Chris, "Oh, Chris! You're so mannly! Marry me?"

"Mr. Redfield! Is there something you want to tell the class?" Mr. Marcus slammed a book down on Chris's head, waking him from his daydream.

He woke with a start, "Yes, Jill, I'll marry you!"

Every laughed at him before he realized he had said that out loud. Jill chuckled along uncomfortably.

Rebecca caught that, "OMG, Jill, you're not seriously considering it are you?"

Jill shook her head, "Of course not!"

"Chris..." Claire, his sister, sighed for him.

The next day...

Chris was on his way from gym when he was yanked to the side by the school jock and bully, Wesker, "Hey."

Chris blocked his face with his arms, "Not the face!"

Wesker cocked his head to the side, "What? I'm not going beat you up today. No, your story touched me, so I'm going to help you get your lady."

"Really?" Chris asked hopefully.

"No! As if I'd help you hook up with my girl!" He shoved Chris to the ground and began pummeling his face.

"Stop it! Get off him!" A girl screamed from the sidelines.

"Claire...?" Chris asked.

Suddenly, Jill was standing in front of Chris, shoving Wesker back, "Go away!"

"Jill?" He smiled as a shinner bloomed.

She helped him up, "Jerk. Sorry about him, he's suffering from 'roid rage. Chris right?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?" He was grinning from ear to ear.

"We're in all the same classes," She explained, walking with him to the office, "Well, I better go. It was nice meeting you."

He was confused, "Huh?"

She frowned, waving sadly, "I'm moving. Maybe we'll meet again."