Josephine 'Jo' Jones (
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fandomtownies2021-11-01 09:36 pm
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The Perk - Monday Morning
Jo was back to her normal self today, well the slightly less heavier version of herself anyway.
She normally waited until after classes were over for the week before she let herself indulge in a hot cocoa but after the events of the weekend, she was feeling pretty miserable and sorry for herself so she decided to have one at the start of the week and found a table seat by the window.
She knew she still had a lot to make up for her past behaviour but it seemed like every time she was making progress, something like this happened that made it seem like she wasn’t going to escape from who she had been at Malory Towers.
Her eyes were still red from all the crying she had been doing about it but she’d at least stopped now, she just sipped her cocoa and stared out the window.
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She normally waited until after classes were over for the week before she let herself indulge in a hot cocoa but after the events of the weekend, she was feeling pretty miserable and sorry for herself so she decided to have one at the start of the week and found a table seat by the window.
She knew she still had a lot to make up for her past behaviour but it seemed like every time she was making progress, something like this happened that made it seem like she wasn’t going to escape from who she had been at Malory Towers.
Her eyes were still red from all the crying she had been doing about it but she’d at least stopped now, she just sipped her cocoa and stared out the window.
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Which lasted just until he got his tea and noticed Jo with her red eyes.
Oh.
He dithered for a moment, then decided he could at least try to be supportive, damn it, and came over to her table.
"Good morning, Jo."
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“Oh, Mr. Sims…” she stammered, “go-good morning,” and then she started sniffing and she could feel the tears build again to her horror.
She wasn’t about to start crying in front of literature teacher was she? She flushed and took a sip of cocoa to try and stop herself.
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“No…no you ca-can stay,” she stammered.
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“I - I read more on satire?” she told him, “it …the assignment made a lot more sense when I went back over it,”
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He wouldn't mention his office's previous occupant.
"I hope you always feel you can ask me questions," he said. "About class or just this time. I'll always do my best to answer."
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“It’s …I …I do try … I’m just not very good at …at taking my classes seriously and studying, this is all new …I don’t want to make excuses for it but …my education was very uneven prior to coming here,” she finally admitted, which was partly why this weekend had upset her more than she had anticipated, she took a deep breath, “my last school .. I was always bottom of the form but it was because it was by choice, my dad encouraged it and I listened and …it was just bad …I …” her voice trailed off, it was the most she’d actually ever talked about the circumstances in which she’d eventually been expelled for.
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"There are all sorts of reasons why people do poorly at things," he said. "Whether it's by choice or not." He smiled, thinking of Martin, then shook his head. "I imagine your dad had a reason, even if I can't fathom what it is. I'm curious if you agree with him or if you've changed your mind."
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Jo hesitated, “I did at first ..” she admitted, “growing up he always told me that nothing else mattered as long as I had a good time, he was always bottom of the form and he made his fortune and … I … listened to him, I mean he’s my dad and I know he does love me, he wants me to be happy, he just … “ she stopped, “I mean, I had a report card sent home once that said I didn’t know the difference between right and wrong and he laughed when he read it, he thought it was just this big joke …”
There was another pause and Jo could feel the tears start building again, “I convinced myself that I could use money to solve all my problems, no wonder the other girls at school didn’t like me … the way I was then... I even ran away and convinced a first former to come with me … it was just …” she looked back up at Jon and there was another moment of hesitation, the tears were more evident now, “I was expelled… " it was the first time she'd really talked about it, other than with her dad when he brought her home after her breakdown in Miss Grayling's office and he had finally understood why his encouragement to let Jo do as she please and not learn there were consequences for her actions was wrong.
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"Sometimes even people we love can do things that hurt us," he said carefully. "And, um. Sometimes we do things that are...are spectacularly stupid in hindsight." He sighed. "I was...was quite a...well, I was very unkind to people in the past. It took me a while to figure that out. But, um. That's the first step - figuring out that you ought to change. You can't fix anything until you understand there's a problem."
He grimaced. "I realise that part is really, really unpleasant, for what it's worth."
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Speaking of which, "Don't...it's best if you don't tell me about this weekend," he added as gently but firmly as he could. "As much as I would love to listen, that would end badly. But it was a trick of the island's, and as unpleasant as it was, it doesn't...it doesn't have to mean anything."
He sighed. "It...it could even be a good sign, maybe. It changed you into what you thought a monster was. And if you think that what you used to be was bad, you're unlikely to be like that again, if that makes sense. It means you've changed."
You were only human, Jo; your monstrousness was metaphorical, and therefore optional, unlike his.
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“There are a lot of them here,” Jo agreed, “I think there’s only one other person I’ve met here who’s from home,” she said.
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"I've met Ms Adler," Jon said. "She came along to Boston with us. Unless you've met someone else, that might be it."
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