A/N: Thanks to everyone for the reviews. :) They make me happy. LOL. Oh, and ,as ever, I have some answers to give.

To JordanSidle: Yes, I know what you mean. Sometimes we behave like people in fics and series... this fic actually was for teen girls who behaved like this, it says that in chapter 1. LOL! (Have you read 2 and 3? I ask because I saw you reviewed chap. 1, LOL.) :)

To Rach: Yes, actually I thought about naming them the Evil Triad, but until you mentioned it I was not sure if that word even existed in English. LOL. Thanks for that detail, I will keep it in mind, LOL.

Oh, and about where the idea came from... I honestly don't know. I read a while ago another High School fic with Mulder and Scully. It was basically romance, but light-hearted and amusing. :) It was called... damn, I don't remember how it was called. It was my (great) author Rose Ruru. I highly recommend it. It was an SPOV.

But it had nothing in common with this one. They are so different, they can't even be compared. The ideas... well, hehehe, for the characters I sometimes listen to my friends and add part of their behavior to the characters. The anecdote with someone getting bubblegum thrown onto their heads and someone getting a piece and throwing it back was something that happened to my friends and I, LOL.

And even if Scully IS the main character of this fic... I am nothing like her. LOL. I like her, yeah. But the character that behaves like me is Marita. (giggles) Yes, I am the noisy, get-in-trouble one. LOL.

To Nilrem the Arch Sorceress: I don't mind you asking. :) My first language is Catalan, something spoken in the part of land between France and Spain, very similar to French (My family is from the North of Spain). The second one is Spanish, logically. LOL.

And now the rant is over... thanks for listening. By the way, anyone is free to contact me on the yahoo messenger, I'll be happy to add you. Ask anything there. :) And on with the story! (Read my other X Files fics... they are so lonely! LOL)

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Dana swallowed hard as the three got near. She left the hamburger almost untouched right where it was, fearing it would be sent flying to Diana's head if Marita was in a Hulk mood. She felt them close around her, looking at her, knowing that she was the one who was intimidated the most.

Bambi was the first to look directly at them, as a warning that the group was not in the mood for a fight. If they had been, Diana and her people would be wearing someone's food already.

''What now?'' Bambi asked, rather bored with all of this.

''You destroyed Angela's hair.'' Diana told Marita with a poisoned voice.

''She destroyed mine.'' Monica defended, and showed the strand of hair.

''I thought we didn't want to fight this year, sweethearts.'' Phoebe said.

''Well, you should have thought about that before.'' Kirsten continued.

The three eyed Dana. And she suddenly felt trapped. She knew that if they lay a hand on her Marita would bite their heads off... but she could still get hurt. She knew that being with this group was even worse to be friends with the three. This battle seemed to have started long ago.

''Forget about the losers.'' Phoebe said with a cheerful tune. ''Come with us. Your name is Dana, isn't it?''

''LOSER, YOUR MOTHER!'' Marita bellowed, and Bambi held her arm before she jumped on Phoebe and made her a new face.

''I'm fine where I am, thank you.'' Dana said, getting an approving grin from Sarah, who by now was the only one who had remained more or less out of the conflict.

''Marita, you know this won't remain this way.'' Angela hissed.

''I hope not, bubblegum is not your style.''

Angela gasped, maybe in horror, maybe in shame... and maybe in rage. Not as if Marita or any of the others cared. It was just too... stupid to do so. Diana turned on her heels and headed to wherever she had to go... and her friends followed her.

''Since when does this last?'' Dana asked, knowing that she had just lost her last chance of being friends with the popular girls.

''Since the Genesis.'' Sarah smiled. ''But by now they know that while we are together they won't be able to make us be bothered about them. If they came here now was to get you on their side.''

''Why?'' Dana asked. ''They didn't like me this morning.''

''But we did.'' Bambi explained. ''Just because of that it would have been worth for them to get you: To piss us off. But you just slammed the door on their noses.''

''And she even said 'thank you'. Ironic, ain't it?''

The others nodded at Kirsten and Dana looked at her watch.

''Five minutes!'' She said, and grabbed the hamburger to finish it at once and rush to class.

''Shit!'' Marita cursed. ''See? Tense silences always last longer!'' She finished her hot dog in a two gnaws and the others packed their things. ''Oh, and we are acquainted at the garage tonight.''

''I can't come. I have ballet lesson.'' Sarah said with a sad smile.

''Piano for me.'' Kirsten said, shaking her head. ''Don't worry, I will be fine.'' Marita shot her a knowing smile and Bambi shrugged.

''Shame.'' Bambi said as she rose from her seat. She was the first to do so. ''The boys really like having you around.''

''I know...'' Sarah sounded a bit sad. Then she looked up at Bambi and flashed a grin. ''Will you tell Pendrell to play for me?''

''Sure I will.'' Bambi answered, and her and Sarah started walking.

''The garage?'' Dana asked Marita when they both moved towards their classes.

''We play regularly in a Dungeons and Dragons group. Ever heard of Role Games?''

''Weren't they dangerous?'' Dana inquired. ''I mean... I read something about murders that had to do with that sort of games.''

''Nonsense.'' Marita stated. ''When you are a psychopath, the game has nothing to do with your acts. It's just an excuse that newspapers and the media give to people, something to blame it on. When , in fact, it was nothing more that a twisted mind.''

Dana took this all in with an uncertain face. Maybe it was fun, but certainly the media did not like those games. Well, Marita seemed to be pretty pissed at people who stained Role Games' reputation, and maybe she was right... maybe it was fun.

''Don't worry, you'll love it.'' Marita declared. ''We go there every time we can. The last day when we showed up, the boys where stuck in a dungeon with a dragon and had fallen into a trap that they could not deactivate. Silly them...''

''Dungeon? Trap?''

''Yes. Dungeons and Dragons is a medieval-ish role-play. It's like making up your own fairy tale, but with more blood and guts and... less stupid princesses.''

Dana laughed.

''Stupid princesses?''

''Yeah... like, in Cinderella. If she had been a little less malleable she would have snapped back at the evil step-mother and her sisters and stated that she was the one taking care of the house. So, if they wanted to keep living in it like queens, they'd have to let her rule the house!'' Marita grinned. ''Actually, we met our D&D group while they tried to rescue a princess. I wanted to play and I was given the princess' part, just to see if I was good enough to continue with the group.''

''And?'' Dana asked, wondering if she'd have to play a princess too.

''And I ended up killing the big mean beast myself. So go figure.'' Marita giggled. ''You will love the guys in there.''

''Is there something you are not telling me?'' Dana asked, sensing that there was a piece missing in her mind: Something she didn't know that made Marita be damn sure that she'd love to be there.

''Me? Never.'' Marita lied with a cunning tune. '' Oh, and you'll meet Sarah's platonic love.''

''Don't change topic.'' Dana added with a grin.

''I didn't.'' Marita winked and entered the classroom. ''We'll meet at the door later and we'll head to the place, see you in a while.''

And with a grin she headed to her classroom. Dana stood in the corridor for a few seconds. It was a feeling that something would change. For good or bad. But she thought that if it was bad, it was at least funny... since Marita was getting a kick out of all this. Shaking her head, she found Bambi and followed her to the class they shared.

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''So who is Pendrell, is that name right?'' Dana asked Bambi when they sat together. ''Didn't Sara mention him?''

''He plays D&D with us. He was en elvish sorcerer, I think. Or something like that...'' She smiled slightly. ''You will see him today, he's really nice. Sara likes him.''

''Can I ask why?'' Dana smiled. ''I find it strange that you role play instead of going out to pubs.''

''And find Diana? No way.'' Bambi shook her head. ''Marita would start a riot, and most of the time we'd rather go back home without any missing teeth, you know. Sarah and Pendrell... well, he's so shy that he'll never ask her out. Not because he doesn't like her, but because he'll chicken out.''

''Has he ever tried?''

''Yeah. And had to be taken to the infirmary. He went pale and fainted. His friends say it was because of the stress.'' Bambi giggled. ''I think it was more a panic attack because he was perfectly fine half a minute after he was taken away.''

Dana had to stifle a laugh. This Pendrell looked like the cute and nervous type. But Bambi seemed to know what was going on in her head-as ever. And shook her head.

''He is not silly... He just thinks too much.''

''Just one more thing.'' Dana said as she started to concentrate on the text book. ''When Kirsten said she couldn't come, why did Marita look at her as if she knew something we didn't?''

''She always does that.'' Bambi shrugged with a smile. ''She suspects that Kirsten is so happy to go to the Music Conservatory because she is seeing someone there who we don't know.'' She shrugged. ''I think that Marita is a bit paranoid too, but hey... it may be a reasonable explanation to why she is not THAT sorry about missing the D&D games.''

''Do you go very often to play?''

''Whenever we can. When we have school it's less likely. During the holidays we've been meeting almost every day, and Kirsten was missing for about half of the time- and she didn't go to the Conservatory then. That's why Marita started suspecting.''

''Is she nosy?''

''Marita? Depends. If you directly tell her what she wants, she won't ask for details. But if you tell her nothing at all she'll go out of her mind and find out herself. So, I tell you by experience, when she asks, answer. If you do that, she'll stop the questions.''

''I'll try to remember that.'' Dana smiled. ''I hope she doesn't think I am the next one in the 'don't tell' conspiracy...''

Bambi giggled a bit and shook her head.

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''So, what gives?'' Marita stood waiting for Bambi and Dana outside the classroom. ''We should get going or we'll be late.''

''Where's Monica?'' Bambi asked.

''She wanted to get some books, I gave her a note with some I had bought and waited for them to come. They had new supplies this morning.''

''What shop? Book one? I haven't seen any in the area?''

''It's the esoteric shop where I told you Mon and I met.'' Marita said. ''It's near, but kinda hidden between two streets.''

Something clicked in Dana's mind.

''Is it the one called Chimera?''

''Yeah, that's the one. Been there?'' Bambi asked, a bit surprised.

''Oh, no.'' Dana shook her head. ''Not yet. But my sister went looking for some work while she went to the University and found it there. She's been working since yesterday.''

''Cool.'' Marita smiled. ''Come on, let's go.''

They rushed out of the building and soon were on their way. They passed a couple of streets and finally reached a group of houses that made quite a nice residence. Dana lived near, so she had seen it before. They trotted inside and Marita was the first to reach the door. She got a key out of her pocket and opened it for the other two.

''Woah, do you live here?'' Dana asked, eyeing the houses.

''Yeah, I do. But we are not going to my house now, it's a neighbor and friend's.'' She added with a smile, and they searched for the number of the house they wanted. When they finally reached it, Marita knocked on the door.

''Password.'' A voice called from behind the door. Bambi glared into nothingness.

''Open the damn door, Frohike, or you are stuck with the troll on your own!''

The door opened without further reply. A short, chubby boy with glasses opened the door in front of the three girls.

''Lovely as ever.''

''Thank you.'' Bambi smiled, and headed inside, followed by Marita and Dana.

''This is your new friend?'' Frohike asked, eyeing Dana. ''She's HOT.''

''Repeat that and I'll show you what a black eye is.'' Marita snapped.

''Ok, ok...'' Frohike defended himself as he lead the three into the garage. ''We thought you weren't going to come. Where are the others?''

''Sarah and Kirsten have work. Mon needed some books.'' Bambi explained. ''Anyone else missing?''

''With Langly as the Dungeon Master? Are you kidding me? None wants to miss that!''

He opened the door after they descended a staircase, and the three girls went in. Around a table filed with role playing books, weird dices ,character sheets and pencils, sat three other boys that Dana had not seen before.

''What's your name, Copper?'' Frohike asked Dana.

''Dana Scully.''

''Guys, this is charming Miss Dana. Be nice. Don't freak her out.''

''We already did that.'' Marita muttered to Bambi, who stiffed a laugh.

''Dana, these are Byers, Langly and Pendrell.'' As Frohike introduced her to the three, Dana smiled. Byers was a rather posh dressed tall guy, rather lean and handsome. Langly had long blond hair and that scruffy Heavy Metal style, and Pendrell...was cute. At least now Dana knew why Sarah liked him.

''Where's John?'' Bambi asked.

''Over here.'' John Dogget, that Dana had just seen once before, appeared through the door with a pack of cola. ''Want something to drink?''

''Since when is he part of the team?'' Marita asked, a bit tense just for being the last to know something.

''Today.'' Pendrell said with a smile. ''I invited him over in chemistry, Bambi saw me talking to him.'' Bambi nodded, and they all sat down.

Dana kept wondering... what was it that would make Marita so happy about all of this? She thought this group was ok, sure. And she thought she'd even like the game. But exactly what made her wear that foxy grin that--?

And speaking of foxes, there he stood.

''Come on, Mulder! Get over here!'' Langly bellowed. ''It's your turn to roll!''

Dana had not seen him a second before. That was because he was looking at some comics around the corner and hadn't noticed him until she sat down and suddenly faced him. He approached the table as if in trance, and even dropped a dice that he had been carrying.

''Hey.'' He said. Marita was about to say 'Very eloquent' but decided against it and bit her lower lip to resist the temptation.

'' Hey.'' Dana repeated, lowering her gaze. So THIS was why Marita was so secretive about all of this. Now she was happily humming a cheerful song sitting by Byers. Pretending to be so innocent.

''Dude!'' Frohike suddenly told Mulder, pointing at the dice ha had just dropped. ''Twenty! That's critical hit!''

Dana smiled. Well, at least the game was going to be good.