This one just might make you laugh. I hope it does! Let's see if you managed to guess this one. Oh and yes, the timeframe for these fics are varied too, so it could be far in the past or a blast to the future, that sort of thing. So read and hopefully, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Just the Girl is by Click Five and the awesome Eric Dill. Nothing to do with me except I'm writing a drabble on it. So no lawyer come forth, I am entirely innocent!

Just the Girl

She's cold and she's cruel
But she knows what she's doin'
She pushed me in the pool
At our last school reunion
She laughs at my dreams
But I dream about her laughter
Strange as it seems
She's the one I'm after

Cause she's bittersweet
She knocks me off my feet
And I can't help myself
I don't want anyone else
She's a mystery
She's too much for me
But I keep comin' back for more
She's just the girl I'm lookin' for

She can't keep a secret
For more than an hour
She runs on 100 proof attitude power
And the more she ignores me
The more I adore her
What can I do?
I'd do anything for her

The blonde stood in the hall, awaiting a certain someone with much abated breath. His eyes darted around nervously, and he leaned on a pillar uncomfortably, trying to look nonchalant and cool.

Just then, the target he had been aiming for walked past and he could only ogle and stare at her. She was with her friends as usual, but they paled in comparison to her. She was beautiful, with perfect, soft brown hair that flowed down her back gracefully, and she had those entralling ice blue eyes he had come to love.

"You know, he told me another secret again yesterday. Do you want to hear it?" said the brown-haired girl, giggling like a normal school-going girl.

"Yes, yes!" responded her friends eagerly, leaning forward to take it all in.

"He told me when he was a kid, he accidentally wet himself in front of the entire student population when he was giving his speech as the best scholar in the school!" the girl exclaimed, laughing. Her girlfriends also burst out into peals of laughter.

He winced, almost losing his courage that he had carefully mustered for more than a month. She had just told one of his secrets to her buddies again. He was almost like a plaything to her - last year, she pushed him into the pool and at that moment, he hadn't learnt how to swim, so his brother had to save him, which resulted in a lot of embarrassment. At least now that had forced him to learn how to swim.

She had been cold and cruel to him, but he didn't know why he still felt so infatuated with her. It wasn't like there wasn't anyone else he could like, but she was a total mystery to him, and surprisingly so, she was just the girl he was looking for.

Finally, he took a deep breath and rushed towards the girl. Trying to sound cool, he asked, "Hey, Hera, are you free tomorrow? For a walk in the garden?"

Hera raised a delicate eyebrow and shot her girlfriends a I'm-so-exasperated-with-this-annoying-guy look. "For you, Zeus, I'll always not be free."

Zeus hadn't really heard her, for he was zoning out on her beautiful features. "Why?" he mumbled with a blow to his confidence.

"Because it's you, Zeus," Hera replied chillingly, rolling her eyes. "Maybe another time."

"Maybe one day you'll like like me," Zeus replied, crossing his arms and pushing his long, blond hair back.

"Yeah, maybe," Hera answered loftily, shrugging. "Maybe one day I'll fall head-over-heels in love with you and I'll marry you and we'll have a bunch of children." Her voice was heavily laced with sarcasm and she smirked at him. "But right now, I think it's highly impossible."

With that, she and her cronies breezed off, leaving the poor blonde to scratch his head over his seventh rejection.