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Charlie walked away from Ken, in a huff, with a feeling that Ken knew something, but just wasn't giving it up. He huffed, and walked down the hall to Russ and Dwayne's room. Charlie plopped on the bed, a pout on his face, and Russ sat up, putting down the book he was studying from.

"You okay Charlie?" Russ asked, knowing that was what Charlie wanted to hear.

"Fulton's going crazy, and Ken doesn't seem to care," Charlie laid down on Dwayne's bed, who wasn't in the room at the moment.

Russ nodded, "Okay, tell me about it." Charlie rambled on and on about Fulton's crazy behavior and Ken's nonchalant answers. Russ nodded, as a psychiatrist did, letting Charlie vent, while Charlie's flew around his face.

Charlie shot up, and Russ's eyes got wide, "Come with me!"

Russ raised an eyebrow, "Go with you where?"

"To talk to Fulton!" Charlie grinned, "Maybe he'll finally give in to what he's hiding if it's the two of us!" Charlie grabbed Russ's wrist, and pulled him off the bed, and out of the room.

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"Okay, we can be calm about it. We'll make it seem like it's not freaking us out," Charlie said, breathing slowly.

Russ shook his head, "Because you are in such a calm place right now."

"Shut up," Charlie said, as Fulton looked up, his eyes getting wide. "Here we go. Hey Fult!"

Fulton shifted in his spot uncomfortably, "Hey-Hey guys."

Charlie smiled, "Well Fulton, me and Russ here." Charlie pointed his thumb at Russ, who gave a nod, "We think something is bothering you, and you should really express what is. Because well, you just aren't healthy looking right now. Look at yourself, eyes wide, perspiring like you're in the middle of an intense hockey game, and all the jittering? Fulton, really, I think you should tell what is going on with you."

Eyes still abnormally wide, Fulton looked at Charlie to Russ, pursing his lips, like it would help him in this situation. "Portman and Connie are together! They're a couple, and they do the coupling!" Fulton spilled, and took a relief sigh afterwards. "Oh, that feels so good." Fulton opened his eyes to Charlie and Russ, whose jaws were dropped and eyes were ready to pop out of their sockets. "But you can't tell anyone!" Fulton shook her them, "You can't tell a soul! Don't even mumble it in your sleep!"

Charlie and Russ looked at each other, surprised looks matching each others, and just gave a nod.

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"Holy shit!" Averman whispered to Goldberg, who was covering his mouth in shock.

"I know!" Goldberg said, whispering back, as the two eavesdropped on the conversation Fulton, Charlie, and Russ were having. It was mostly Fulton begging they don't say anything than a conversation, though. "We have to tell the guys."

Averman nodded, "Yeah we do!" The two tip toed away from the couch they were sitting on, hoping that the other three wouldn't see them. Once they were sure that they were out of view, the bolted towards Luis's room, where they knew Dwayne and Luis would be playing video games.

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"You guys!" Averman busted into the room, with a wheezing Goldberg behind him.

"What's going on guys?" Dwayne asked, putting the controller down.

"Yeah," Luis said, looking at Goldberg begging for air in the back. "Goldberg, you okay back there?"

Goldberg nodded, and just let a few words out, "Averman, tell them."

"Connie and Portman are going out!" Averman exclaimed, leaving Dwayne and Luis in shock. The jaws dropped and eye wide. The popular expression that day.

"Oh my-" Dwayne started.

"Dean Portman and Connie Moreau?" Luis asked, to clarify.

Averman rolled his eyes, "No." Luis's eyes got even wider, "Yes, you idiot! Yes! They're going out! Fulton spilled the beans to Charlie and Russ, and we were listening in."

Luis shook his head in disbelief, "I can't believe this."

"Me either," Dwayne followed. "It's crazy. Maybe we're dreaming."

"We should go tell Ken," Goldberg said, once he was back to a decent breathing rate.

"Yeah, come on," Luis said, jumping off his bed, and the all ran down the hall.

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"Ken! Ken! Ken!" Luis said, opening the door, seeing Ken sitting there, staring at them like they were crazy.

"What the hell is wrong with you guys?" Ken asked, watching them all file in.

"Portman and Connie are going out!" Dwayne said, and Ken slapped his forehead.

"Who told you this?" Ken asked, clicking the television off.

"Averman and Goldberg heard Fulton spill the beans to Charlie and Russ," Luis explained, as Averman and Goldberg nodded in the back.

"Aw man," Ken groaned, walking to the cafeteria to go yell at Fulton. With a determined face, Ken walked down the hall, but not before Banks walked out of his room, closing the door behind him. "Oh no."

"Banksie!" Goldberg yelled, and Adam turned around seeing the shock expressions still in tact.

"What's up you guys?" He asked, looking at them like they all had three heads.

"Connie and Portman-" Averman started, and Ken spun around, with a glare.

"No!" Ken yelled. It was the first time he lost his cool with this situation, and he even surprised himself with his yell.

"No?" Luis asked, and shook his head. "You're crazy! Adam has to find out."

"They're together!" Dwayne yelled, and Adam tilted his head to the side.

Ken's eyes grew wide at the sight of Julie coming out of the room, curiosity on her face, "Who's together?"

"Oh, no no," Ken mumbled to himself, biting his bottom lip.