fandomtownies | The Perk - Wednesday Afternoon

Jo had made it through her first semester of classes at Fandom and once she finished her library shift on Friday, she would get to go home over the Christmas break on the weekend.

At least that was her current plan … she had no idea that those plans were not going to be happening this weekend.

As had become the norm on Wednesdays she had gotten her normal hot cocoa and took her normal seat by the window. She wondered what her schedule would be like next semester and if she’d stick to Wednesdays for her hot cocoa, since she was found over the semester that that was what she liked doing. It just so happened that her classes were finished by Wednesday.

It had definitely been an interesting semester …turning into that girl who was some kind of superhero in her world and then turning into a kid … she just wasn’t going to think about what happened at halloween.

Considering the year that she’d been at Malory Towers she hadn’t tried at all and had been bottom of the form .. she hoped she’d at least managed to pass her classes, she still wasn’t sure about her overall performance but she knew that it had to be better than the previous year and she felt if anything she’d at least accomplished that.

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And as Jon had learned this was Jo's Wednesday hangout, he was here as well, getting tea (and dodging red noses as someone else left the cafe).

"Red nose day isn't for months!" he protested, though he doubted the gremlins were listening.

“There’s a day for red noses?” Jo asked, tilting her head curiously as she spotted Jon.

“Oh good afternoon Mr. Sims,” she added, remembering her manners.

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"Oh, it's a, um. A kind of charity thing, with a lot of comedians," Jon explained. "Though I imagine these are going more for a Rudolph thing. Good afternoon, Jo. You're doing well, I hope."

“Oh,” Jo was still a bit confused but she figured this was some kind of future thing that hadn’t happened for her yet, which admittedly was a lot of things.

“I am doing well Mr. Sims,” she smiled, “I managed to make it through this semester without getting into trouble at school, I think that might be a first for me,” it had only taken her getting expelled from her old school to learn that lesson as well.

"That's good," Jon said encouragingly. "I, um. Well, here." He dug into his pocket and pulled out a letter. "I'm not entirely certain how America does grades, let alone this place, and it might be completely different from your time. So I thought this might help. You can read it if you like, and you don't have to pass it on if you don't want to."

Mr. and Mrs. Jones, it read, I am pleased to tell you that Josephine has performed well in her literature course, has been engaged, and has been a pleasure to instruct. I welcome any questions you might have, and I thank you for your time. - Dr. Jonathan Sims, DPhil.

Was it ridiculously formal? Yes. But he thought that might be good for rich people in the 1950s.

Jo took the letter curiously and she opened it, turning rather pink as she read it, “um…thank you Mr. Sims,” she managed to stammer, “I …I’ve …” her voice trailed off, unsure of what to say for a while.

“This will be a first for them,” she said at last, “I’ve never taken home a positive report before,”

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Jon shrugged. "Well, it's true." And he was trying to be nicer these days. "I've enjoyed teaching you, and your parents should know."

He sipped his tea, a little awkward and unsure of what else to say.

She beamed at him, “I’ve really enjoyed being in your class,” she told him shyly, “I … I’ve learned a lot this semester,”

"Well, I'll, um. I'll be teaching next semester as well, so feel free to keep at it," Jon said, smiling a little.

"You're...that is, I assume you're heading home for the holidays. I hope they're good."

“I’ll most likely see you in the class your teaching next semester then,” she told him with a smile, “I’m heading home on Saturday,” she had no idea what was in store on the weekend, “it’s going to be different returning to the 1950s after the past few months,” she paused, “I’ll have to be careful what I tell my parents,”

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"I can imagine that would be difficult," Jon agreed. "Try not to tell them your teacher is young enough to be your grandson," he joked.

Jo laughed, “they think I’m at an all girls school, so they’ll probably think the fact I have more than one male teacher will be odd,” she smiled, “the time difference thing ..” she paused, “that would probably make my dad want to visit and I don’t think Fandom is ready for my dad,”

No one was ever ready for Charlie Jones.

"Is he...hm. He must be quite a character," Jon amended. "I hope you wouldn't be in trouble for being at a coed place."

Not to mention, keeping Fandom from them was a hell of a secret. Damn. Well, at least it was small enough it probably wouldn't result in Jo having nightmares of him. Hopefully.

“Don’t get me wrong I love my dad but he can be very loud and is very sure of himself,” not to mention the whole encouraging her to misbehave and be bottom of the form thing … there were still some issues there, she paused, “my mother would be horrified if she knew I was at a coed school,”

"Do they...erm. They must realise you're going to meet boys at some point," Jon said. Was this an old-fashioned thing he wasn't aware of?

“I think it’s more my mothers idea about meeting boys,” Jo considered, “she grew up in a very wealthy upper class family - I think if I was to start courting I would have to be with a chaperone at least that’s how it was when she met my father,” she explained.

This was definitely a conversation she wasn't expecting to be having with her teacher.

Yeah, Jon hadn't really expected it, either.

"Ah. Yes, well. That has changed...quite a bit these days, if you hadn't figured that out already." Even for the upper classes, as far as he was aware.

Not that he knew much about them.

Or about dating.

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