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Enjoy What Happens Now(not Next, Now)

So, here we are in Josie/Corrine's dorm room.

A shirtless boy, by the name of Marshall, is now lying on the ground, a little facedown ever since Corrine had pushed him off of her.

Corrine, equally shirtless with the acceptation a bra, is left on the bed, her face as crimson as can be, with a shocked look on her face.

Josie, fully clothed thank goodness, had so many looks on her face that it was just too hard to comprehend. Her mouth wide open, her face so freaking red that you could have sworn someone threw red paint at her face, a hand on her hip as if she were a parent about to lecture.

Lucas, ah, the poor boy is on the brink of falling unconscious. For he hadn't known how digest this. His eyes going around the room trying to find out what was going on. But, before he even got the chance he had fallen to the ground with a loud thump in response.

"Hey, guys. What's going on," said Corrine trying to be calm but, failing miserably.

"Oh, nothing. We just want to know what the HELL YOU GUYS WERE DOING IN HERE. I MEAN SERIOUSLY, YOU GUYS OF ALL PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN THIS," lectured/screamed Josie. " Look, we know we told, well I told seen as Lucas isn't exactly with us right now, that you guys should get your feelings out in the open. But, I didn't expect for you guys to be jumping each other's bones so fast I mean. Goodness gracious, don't you guys both go to church because I know for a fact that isn't exactly something expected from it," said Josie.

"Josie, it wasn't like that. We sort of just got caught in the moment and things started and Marshall kissed-" said Corrine but stopped herself before she got to deep into detail (the part I gave you was the filtered one, I thought it would be to much for a T rated story for some).

By now, Marshall had already gotten up, put back on his shirt, and was sitting next to Corrine, staring at her intently. Corrine caught his stare and smiled back. " Babe, I think you should take Lucas to the infirmary and go back to your room. Me and Josie need to talk and I think this should be between me and her. I promise I will tell you about it later but she wants to be alone. I'll see you later?," asked Corrine with the nicest, and sweetest look on her face.

"Okay, love. But, call me okay. You know I can't spend too long without hearing your voice," said Marshall so cutely that it almost made Josie sick. But it was sooo cute(they really are).

"O.K., "said Corrine with her unbelievably adorable doe eyes. Then as if on instinct, Marshall pulled her into a sweet, long lingering, kiss. Wrapping his arms around her waist with her hand in his cheek, him trying to deepen the kiss until," Ahem, I am still here you know. You guys have already had enough of that and then some earlier so I think it is of your best interest to stop before I make you," said Josie obviously annoyed, and fighting the urge to say 'aww.'( I know I am)

So they reluctantly said good-bye, again. Marshall picked up Lucas and he left. Josie immediately slammed the door and looked at Corrine with a stern look. "Corrine, you do know what you have done wrong right," said Josie like a parent lecturing a five year old girl who broke the expensive lamp by playing ball in the house. Like a young child, Corrine nodded her head in shame though she was giggling uncontrollably inside." and, this isn't going to happen again right. Because I swear, if I find this happening again I'll have no choice but to tell your parents, okay," said Josie almost laughing herself. Corrine again nodded in a very child like way an almost bursting into tears from the resistance of laughing.

"Okay," said Josie before breaking out into a large fit of laughter as is she were a strange man being dragged into an asylum. Now Corrine was laughing with the same amount of enthusiasm as Josie. Both of them on the floor, laughing their asses off.

"Corrine," said Josie a little while after they finished their laughing moment. " Yeah," responded Corrine. "Is Marshall that good of a kisser. I mean you guys just started going out and you are already the excessive maker outers of the school," said Josie standing up going to sit on the desk chair." He is amazing at making out, in both worlds. I guess there are just some things that never change no matter what dimension. Marshall liking me, Z still being kind of smart and you and Vaughn. That is something I think will never be able to break," said Corrine unaware of what happened outside of her room during her and Marshall's rendezvous that Vaughn was having his own with a girl that was not by the name of Josie.

"Yeah, I guess not." lied Josie about to use her CD again.

When Marshall left,

"Is he going to be alright Ms. Appleton," said Marshall to the school nurse in the infirmary laying Lucas down on the bed. "Yes, he is going to be fine. He'll wake with a headache but that is about it. Please, tell me what happened though. How did he end up like this," said the nurse with a concerned look on her face. Marshall went a little red in the face and replied, "He had slipped on the ground while the janitor was mopping."

"Oh well, can you bring some clothes tomorrow. I want to keep him here for further analysis just in case I find out he has a concussion or something," asked the nurse. "Sure thing," said Marshall then he left the room.

On the way, though he passed the janitor and he heard him say something kind of odd. " Alert the others for his arrival approaching," said the janitor half minding his own business but it was kind of obvious that he was directing it towards Marshall. Unfortunately, Marshall wasn't paying much mind as all he could really think about anything else but his girlfriend and when is the next time he is going to see her. Little did he know that the very phrase that the janitor had uttered would foreshadow a very eventful part in his near future.