A/N: This fic is a Brad/Jenny fic.... Hehe! ^-^This is shown in Jenny's Point
Of View (POV) and some (I hope) will be in Brad's POV.... Oh and the title
is a spoof of DDR (Dance Dance Revolution) the recreation stands for
play/activity/amusement. Assuming this, the title means Fun at the
Valentine's Dance. Pretty obvious. Now, ON TO THE FIC! ^^
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~~Dance Dance Recreation~~
Jenny's POV:
Every day at school this week was the same as always. I would get up, grab my backpack, and fly or walk to school. I would go to my locker, then 1st period, and so on. Pretty much to sum it up, this week sucked.
Brit had gotten asked to the upcoming Valentine's Dance by AT LEAST thirty guys. (Not to mention they were all hot...........) And Tiff had gotten just about the same quantity. Oh......... Why I say this week sucked, you ask? Well......... Only because everyone who's going to that dance has a date, and then there's me. Dateless. Lonely as a helpless dog in the middle of the dessert. But I guess I'm getting too carried away. Because one day of this week was actually good... um, wonderful, I mean. I should probably start at the very beginning of that day............
It was Friday, or today. I was walking to my locker this morning to get my things for 1st, 2nd, and 3rd period. I was just about to go to my homeroom when the "ME Obsessed" boy came up to me-Sheldon... I could only imagine what he wanted. Actually, I didn't want to imagine what He wanted. It was too sickening for ME to think about it.
"What Sheldon?" I asked, shutting my locker and turning the pad lock to the right. He stepped up one step closer to me.
"I was wondering.........uh, if...........you might want to.............go to the Valentine's Dance with me this.... Friday?" Sheldon stuttered, keeping his nervous smile upon his face. I sighed.
"Oh, um, Sheldon. I don't think I could, I-"
"But PLEASE! I only want to make you happy! And what's good for you is always good for me! Please?!?!" Sheldon begged, getting on his hands and knees.
'This is embarrassing...." I thought. Then I spoke up. "Sheldon, listen. I don't think that You and I are............." I stopped. Looking at Sheldon, I could see that he was about to burst out in tears. I sighed once more.
"Ugh........... Okay, listen, I just can't go with you. I have plans next Friday for um, family day with my, uh, mom and me. Sorry." I held my books close to me and walked to my class, leaving Sheldon in the floor to watch me set off to homeroom.
I walked into my homeroom and sat next to Brad. He wasn't too awake this morning. But for some strange reason, after I had sat down, he finally came out of his dream world and back into reality. He looked at me, his eyes half open.
"Hey Jen. Wassup?" Brad asked.
"Nuthin' much," I replied, taking my books and sitting them neatly under my desk. "Brad," I continued. "what's up with you? You're sort of dozing off a bit."
"Oh, it's just that I went to bed late." He told me as he yawned and laid his head down. He kept his eyes open though, and looked at me. I glanced at him when I noticed he was staring at me.
"What?" I questioned. "Do I have something on me?! Is it that scratch on my left pigtail?! Oh, I knew I should have gotten that fixed!!! Now it's causing my friend to-" Brad cut me off.
"No Jenny. It's not that.............." he stopped.
"Then what is it?" I asked, hoping to get a response that wasn't going to crush my feelings inside. I never liked getting my feelings hurt, you know. Brad tilted his head and looked at his lap.
"I- I dunno. I mean- I DO know, but I want to tell you after school. When we're alone. Okay, Jenny?" The bell rang, and he picked up his books.
"Okay," I said. "Meet me at my house right after school." I grabbed my books and headed to my 1st period class.
Brad stood there at the homeroom door watching me go. "Meet ya there." He whispered, and then walked to his first class also.
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A/N: How'd ya like chappie one? ^^ I'm posting chappie 2 maybe tomorrow. Please review! See ya then!
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~~Dance Dance Recreation~~
Jenny's POV:
Every day at school this week was the same as always. I would get up, grab my backpack, and fly or walk to school. I would go to my locker, then 1st period, and so on. Pretty much to sum it up, this week sucked.
Brit had gotten asked to the upcoming Valentine's Dance by AT LEAST thirty guys. (Not to mention they were all hot...........) And Tiff had gotten just about the same quantity. Oh......... Why I say this week sucked, you ask? Well......... Only because everyone who's going to that dance has a date, and then there's me. Dateless. Lonely as a helpless dog in the middle of the dessert. But I guess I'm getting too carried away. Because one day of this week was actually good... um, wonderful, I mean. I should probably start at the very beginning of that day............
It was Friday, or today. I was walking to my locker this morning to get my things for 1st, 2nd, and 3rd period. I was just about to go to my homeroom when the "ME Obsessed" boy came up to me-Sheldon... I could only imagine what he wanted. Actually, I didn't want to imagine what He wanted. It was too sickening for ME to think about it.
"What Sheldon?" I asked, shutting my locker and turning the pad lock to the right. He stepped up one step closer to me.
"I was wondering.........uh, if...........you might want to.............go to the Valentine's Dance with me this.... Friday?" Sheldon stuttered, keeping his nervous smile upon his face. I sighed.
"Oh, um, Sheldon. I don't think I could, I-"
"But PLEASE! I only want to make you happy! And what's good for you is always good for me! Please?!?!" Sheldon begged, getting on his hands and knees.
'This is embarrassing...." I thought. Then I spoke up. "Sheldon, listen. I don't think that You and I are............." I stopped. Looking at Sheldon, I could see that he was about to burst out in tears. I sighed once more.
"Ugh........... Okay, listen, I just can't go with you. I have plans next Friday for um, family day with my, uh, mom and me. Sorry." I held my books close to me and walked to my class, leaving Sheldon in the floor to watch me set off to homeroom.
I walked into my homeroom and sat next to Brad. He wasn't too awake this morning. But for some strange reason, after I had sat down, he finally came out of his dream world and back into reality. He looked at me, his eyes half open.
"Hey Jen. Wassup?" Brad asked.
"Nuthin' much," I replied, taking my books and sitting them neatly under my desk. "Brad," I continued. "what's up with you? You're sort of dozing off a bit."
"Oh, it's just that I went to bed late." He told me as he yawned and laid his head down. He kept his eyes open though, and looked at me. I glanced at him when I noticed he was staring at me.
"What?" I questioned. "Do I have something on me?! Is it that scratch on my left pigtail?! Oh, I knew I should have gotten that fixed!!! Now it's causing my friend to-" Brad cut me off.
"No Jenny. It's not that.............." he stopped.
"Then what is it?" I asked, hoping to get a response that wasn't going to crush my feelings inside. I never liked getting my feelings hurt, you know. Brad tilted his head and looked at his lap.
"I- I dunno. I mean- I DO know, but I want to tell you after school. When we're alone. Okay, Jenny?" The bell rang, and he picked up his books.
"Okay," I said. "Meet me at my house right after school." I grabbed my books and headed to my 1st period class.
Brad stood there at the homeroom door watching me go. "Meet ya there." He whispered, and then walked to his first class also.
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A/N: How'd ya like chappie one? ^^ I'm posting chappie 2 maybe tomorrow. Please review! See ya then!