Okay, see, I don't know about this fic. It's really really really weird.
Because it involves flashbacks and switching points of view and odd inner
commentary... Aside from that, most of it is set when "The Gang" is in high
school, I think they're sophomores (I had it all figured out)... And, well,
things DEFINITELY aren't like they used to be...
Spinelli scowled as her friend Gretchen pushed her towards the house. Spinelli fought back.
"You can't make me!" Spinelli hissed.
The taller girl tried her best, but couldn't battle with her friend's wrath. She looked Spinelli in the eye.
"You have to! Or the Ashleys will do something horrible!" Gretchen exclaimed.
Spinelli sighed and rubbed her temples.
"Why do I even GO to sleepovers with those Powder Puffs?" Spinelli moaned.
She looked at the ground. Gretchen bit her lip, feeling guilty.
"Because you didn't know they were going to be there?" Gretchen replied nervously.
"Exactly!" Spinelli jumped up, pacing.
"They always dare me to kiss one of my friends. Bad things always happen," Spinelli lamented.
Gretchen rolled her eyes. Spinelli's eyes were devoid of tears. She had already shed too many over a cruel dare gone astray. Spinelli sighed and sat on the curb. Gretchen followed.
"I will not kiss Vince. Or Mikey, or Gus, for that matter. I don't care if they're all "babes". I still won't kiss 'em! And I most definitely will not kiss T.J. DETWEILER! EVER! I've been through that twice and it's no picnic!" Spinelli ranted, tired of the Ashleys' childish games.
Gretchen sighed and looked at the sky. She straightened out her tight blue dress.
"Look, Spinelli, do it now. He's almost alone!" Gretchen pleaded.
Spinelli rolled her eyes.
"T.J., Mikey, and Gus are all there. And they're playing basketball. The only way it could get worse is if I kissed him at lunch on Monday. And I won't do that either," Spinelli snapped.
Gretchen sighed again.
"Spinelli, you have to!" Gretchen said boldly.
Spinelli threw her head in her hands.
"I don't even LIKE Vince! He's as dumb as a box of rocks! All he thinks about is sports, sports, SPORTS! And I'm not even thinking about the others! Mikey's one of those mushy, throw-pillow-esque "thespians". Gus, is, CREEPY! And T.J....I can't STAND him! Nuh uh, no way, you can't make me!" Spinelli growled.
Gretchen shook her head and thought for a minute. She got an idea and jumped up. She grabbed Spinelli's arm.
"Hey, I'll distract T.J.! Then you can do it!" Gretchen shouted.
Spinelli sighed and her eyes lit up.
"Who says I even have to go through with this?" Spinelli insinuated.
However, the Ashleys cast a shadow upon them. They smirked.
"We like do. I like would like never like have like thought like that like Ashley like Spinelli like would like turn like down like a like challenge. SCANDALOUS!" The Ashleys shrieked.
Spinelli's eyes narrowed. She smiled bitterly.
"Okay, I'll do it. But you've got to do what I tell you to do once I'm done with this!" Spinelli sneered.
The Ashleys nodded.
"We like agree, like just like as like long like as like Gretchen like can't like interfere," Ashley A. spoke for the rest of the group.
Spinelli nodded, a spark in her eyes. She smirked.
"Okay, good. I'll be right back," Spinelli hissed, grinning evilly.
The girl had always been rather dark, but ever since that horrible day, all the way back in fifth grade, she had changed. The Ashleys knew they were responsible for it, and they felt bad, on some strange, often ignored, level. Spinelli was a loose cannon now. She detested most of her former best friends and was so much more closed off.
Spinelli ran and kissed Vince fast. Vince was shocked, T.J. was shocked, and everyone else was shocked. Spinelli broke the kiss fast and turned to face the Ashleys and Gretchen.
"I believe it's your turn, Ashley's," Spinelli bit.
Everyone stared at her in awe. Spinelli turned to Vince and rolled her eyes.
"What? Are you so egotistical that you think I would actually kiss you for a reason other than because of a dare from them?" Spinelli spit.
Vince's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. This was the most Spinelli had said to him since fifth grade. She rolled her eyes and sighed. However, her eyes locked with T.J.'s. They glared harshly at each other.
"What are you staring at?" Spinelli jeered.
T.J. pretended to think.
"There are SO many ways to answer that question," T.J. remarked, with malice in his tone.
Spinelli's eyes narrowed more.
"Whatever, Teddy!" Spinelli sneered.
T.J.'s eyes narrowed at the nickname.
"Shove it, Ashley. What are you doing here?" T.J. snapped.
Spinelli rolled her eyes.
"I was just leaving," Spinelli replied, suddenly tired.
T.J. nodded.
"Good."
Spinelli left and everyone stood there, wondering what had just happened.
- Loren ;
Review? Please? And, oh, yeah, I don't own Recess. If I did, it would be still on...Honestly!
Spinelli scowled as her friend Gretchen pushed her towards the house. Spinelli fought back.
"You can't make me!" Spinelli hissed.
The taller girl tried her best, but couldn't battle with her friend's wrath. She looked Spinelli in the eye.
"You have to! Or the Ashleys will do something horrible!" Gretchen exclaimed.
Spinelli sighed and rubbed her temples.
"Why do I even GO to sleepovers with those Powder Puffs?" Spinelli moaned.
She looked at the ground. Gretchen bit her lip, feeling guilty.
"Because you didn't know they were going to be there?" Gretchen replied nervously.
"Exactly!" Spinelli jumped up, pacing.
"They always dare me to kiss one of my friends. Bad things always happen," Spinelli lamented.
Gretchen rolled her eyes. Spinelli's eyes were devoid of tears. She had already shed too many over a cruel dare gone astray. Spinelli sighed and sat on the curb. Gretchen followed.
"I will not kiss Vince. Or Mikey, or Gus, for that matter. I don't care if they're all "babes". I still won't kiss 'em! And I most definitely will not kiss T.J. DETWEILER! EVER! I've been through that twice and it's no picnic!" Spinelli ranted, tired of the Ashleys' childish games.
Gretchen sighed and looked at the sky. She straightened out her tight blue dress.
"Look, Spinelli, do it now. He's almost alone!" Gretchen pleaded.
Spinelli rolled her eyes.
"T.J., Mikey, and Gus are all there. And they're playing basketball. The only way it could get worse is if I kissed him at lunch on Monday. And I won't do that either," Spinelli snapped.
Gretchen sighed again.
"Spinelli, you have to!" Gretchen said boldly.
Spinelli threw her head in her hands.
"I don't even LIKE Vince! He's as dumb as a box of rocks! All he thinks about is sports, sports, SPORTS! And I'm not even thinking about the others! Mikey's one of those mushy, throw-pillow-esque "thespians". Gus, is, CREEPY! And T.J....I can't STAND him! Nuh uh, no way, you can't make me!" Spinelli growled.
Gretchen shook her head and thought for a minute. She got an idea and jumped up. She grabbed Spinelli's arm.
"Hey, I'll distract T.J.! Then you can do it!" Gretchen shouted.
Spinelli sighed and her eyes lit up.
"Who says I even have to go through with this?" Spinelli insinuated.
However, the Ashleys cast a shadow upon them. They smirked.
"We like do. I like would like never like have like thought like that like Ashley like Spinelli like would like turn like down like a like challenge. SCANDALOUS!" The Ashleys shrieked.
Spinelli's eyes narrowed. She smiled bitterly.
"Okay, I'll do it. But you've got to do what I tell you to do once I'm done with this!" Spinelli sneered.
The Ashleys nodded.
"We like agree, like just like as like long like as like Gretchen like can't like interfere," Ashley A. spoke for the rest of the group.
Spinelli nodded, a spark in her eyes. She smirked.
"Okay, good. I'll be right back," Spinelli hissed, grinning evilly.
The girl had always been rather dark, but ever since that horrible day, all the way back in fifth grade, she had changed. The Ashleys knew they were responsible for it, and they felt bad, on some strange, often ignored, level. Spinelli was a loose cannon now. She detested most of her former best friends and was so much more closed off.
Spinelli ran and kissed Vince fast. Vince was shocked, T.J. was shocked, and everyone else was shocked. Spinelli broke the kiss fast and turned to face the Ashleys and Gretchen.
"I believe it's your turn, Ashley's," Spinelli bit.
Everyone stared at her in awe. Spinelli turned to Vince and rolled her eyes.
"What? Are you so egotistical that you think I would actually kiss you for a reason other than because of a dare from them?" Spinelli spit.
Vince's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water. This was the most Spinelli had said to him since fifth grade. She rolled her eyes and sighed. However, her eyes locked with T.J.'s. They glared harshly at each other.
"What are you staring at?" Spinelli jeered.
T.J. pretended to think.
"There are SO many ways to answer that question," T.J. remarked, with malice in his tone.
Spinelli's eyes narrowed more.
"Whatever, Teddy!" Spinelli sneered.
T.J.'s eyes narrowed at the nickname.
"Shove it, Ashley. What are you doing here?" T.J. snapped.
Spinelli rolled her eyes.
"I was just leaving," Spinelli replied, suddenly tired.
T.J. nodded.
"Good."
Spinelli left and everyone stood there, wondering what had just happened.
- Loren ;
Review? Please? And, oh, yeah, I don't own Recess. If I did, it would be still on...Honestly!