Author's Notes
Hi! I realize this is short. This is just to see if there is any interest. Also for note i have noting against TJ/Spinelli it's Just been done so much around here i wanted to try something different. Please Review (Positive or Negative) as it will determine whether i continue or not.
Thank You for taking time out to read "The High School Chronicles"
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"You signed up for astronomy club too?" Gretchen asked bemusedly.
"Yeah well i was talking bout old memories with my family, like when I tried to train you to go on that space mission back in fourth grade. Now my dad's been spending time teaching me the constellations." he muttered sheepishly.
Gretchen gave a knowing smile remembering how TJ has broken down and told the gang how he had spent nine years with his rocket rattle under his pillow dreaming of one day seeing the stars and had to fight a sudden urge to give him a quick peck on the cheek. After all he and Spinelli had been going out since sixth grade. That made it an entire year now! Besides she continued logically it was just a burst of emotion that was sure too pass.
"Hey Lard-o!" kids were calling nastily.
As the heavy boy with the soul of a lamb stood there trying not to weep a stout figure came bounding out of the shadows.
"If anyone picks on MIKEY' she emphasized 'they get a dose of Spinelli" showing hurt fist for impact. Most of the tormenters scurried like dogs with their tails between their legs. The few who dared to stay got glares and a slashing motion against her throat. They soon decided to leave as well. "You ok big guy"? Spinelli asked with what almost sounded like tenderness in her voice.
"Yes" choked out Mikey then clearing his throat he managed to say clearly "that was kind of you Spinelli".
"Aw no big deal we're friends right"? said Spinelli giving him a slug on the shoulder.
"Yes' he muttered wistfully as she strutted down the hall. 'friends".