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A/N: Oh, I love you reviewers. Thanks for the reviews you guys, I like them, I really do. Readers please review, anonymous or not, all reviews are welcome. Tell me what you are like or dislike about the story. It keeps me motivated to keep writing and updating. Anyway, on the chapter, I hope you guys like it.

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I quickly opened the door to the dorm room, and I closed my eyes as I closed it behind me. Blindly, I walked to the edge of my bed, and plopped onto it, with a thud. I moaned, and slowly picked up my face to see Guy and Jesse sitting on chairs, next to Charlie's bed.

"You okay Banks?" Guy asked, breaking the silence.

I groaned.

"Banks?" Jesse asked, as my face his the bed again.

I moaned.

"Julie fell on top of me." I said, as smirks appeared on the faces of the three. "No, not like that," I said rolling over to stare at the ceiling.

"Okay, Adam, explain." Charlie said as if he was my mom, questioning me when I was four years old on why the cookie jar was empty.

"I went to brush my teeth."

"Yeah," Guy nodded.

"Then my toothbrush fell."

"Yeah," Guy said, with a nod again. Jesse and Charlie turned their heads to face him, clenching their teeth. "All right, I won't say anything then."

"Go on, Preppy." Charlie signaled a nod towards me so I could continue.

"I kneeled down to get it. Wait, no I dropped my toothbrush. I said that already, but then I saw the door knob turn, not that a knob turning isn't scary. It's because I heard voices and that made it scary. Not weird scary voices, just Julie's voice. Oh, not that Julie's voice is scary."

"Cake-eater. Please, can you calm down, and tell us the story in a language we can understand?" Jesse rolled his eyes, and I took a breath.

"I went to brush my teeth, I was walking down the hall, and then my toothbrush dropped. I started to wonder why my toothbrush is in this wad of paper towel, when I could just wrap the brush of the toothbrush, and not the whole thing." I looked up at the faces that were slowly losing interest and soon to be fully disinterested, if I was going to continue my story like this. "Right, not important. I dropped my toothbrush, then I heard Julie's voice, I went to go it pick up, but then she opened the door, and just… fell on me. Not on purpose or anything, she just tripped over me."

Charlie nodded, "Now comes the physical aspect of your love."

"You're in love with Julie?" Jesse asked, surprised.

"I am not in love with Julie," I shot a glare at Charlie for making the joke. "I just like her," I shrugged nonchalantly.

"An extreme amount." Guy added, looking at Jesse. "You know, since he talked to her and everything."

Jesse smiled, and looked at me, "You gonna tell her you like her?"

Here we go again.

"Don't even ask that question. It's completely useless. You'll just get a headache." Charlie shook his head, and leaned against the head board of his bed.

"Banks, what are you gonna do, nothing? I mean, you talked to her. Something very different from the other girls you've liked before. I really think you should do something." Guy advised, as he put his feet up on Charlie's bed.

"Yeah Banks. You really should. I mean, you talked to her the whole freaking plane ride back," Charlie pretended to gasp, and mocked me. He's just mad because the team is conscious of his sexuality now.

"Shut up." I sat up on my bed and joined into the conversation that went from hot girls to girl problems, and then back to the myriad of hot girls here in L.A.

I should do something. I talked to her. We get along great. We don't even have to work on our conversation, it just flows. Maybe it's just me that thinks that, but I definitely think there could be something between us. Actually, that probably is just me, but I'm definitely going to take a shot at it. Yes, I will. Adam Banks is not going to die as a wrinkly old bachelor, and most importantly, not a virgin. I can get a wife. I can definitely do this. I can definitely get Julie Gaffney to be my wife. Oh, a little intense there Banks.

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"Hey Preppy," Connie smiled as I walked to the elevator, that she was waiting for.

"Hey."

She smiled at me, batting her eyes, and I knew she was thinking about the incident that happened last night.

"Had fun watching that fiasco?" I asked her and she nodded.

"It was really good entertainment Banks, really good." The elevator door opened and we walked in. "I was talking to her last night, some girl talk. You could definitely have a chance with her Banks. I totally see you guys together."

"I'm gonna talk to her more often," I said with confidence, and a smile on my face.

"Ooo," Connie laughed. "A confident Banks, I don't think I've seen this before." The elevator door opened, and I tripped walking out. "Well, a more confident Banks."

I turned red, and scratched the back of my head, embarrassed.

"Don't worry, Banksie, we'll work on it. The whole dorky thing can definitely work for you." Connie gave me a slap on the back, and then walked away.

"Hey Banks. Go talk to her," Guy and Jesse walked over to me. Guy pointed, "Go on. She's alone."

I pulled Guy's fingers down, and he quickly pulled it out of my hand, "Don't point!" I screeched, staring at Julie, making sure she didn't see.

I turned to face Guy and Jesse, so Julie was behind me. "Okay, Banks. You have to calm down, it's all good. She's alone right now, go talk to her." Jesse said, as he was peaking behind me. "Go on, make moves."

Guy and Jesse walked away, and I stood there for a few seconds. Okay, Adam Banks, this is fine. You are a teenage boy now. Learn how to talk to girls. Go. Go on. Okay, this is it. Go. I turned around to see Julie, now with Dean, and giggling at what he was saying.

Oh man.

He poked her, and she backed away, in reaction, and smiled. This is what they call flirting, Banks.

She pushed him back, and he poked her again. She didn't run away, or glare at him. She giggled, and he smiled.

Oh no.

She playfully hit him back, and he continued to tickle her.

Oh, I am screwed.

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A/N (again): sorry that chapter is kind of a bust and dissapointing. it's weak. '( i'm feeling writer's block, but i'll shake it off, hopefully. tomorrow, i'll try to come up with a more exciting and more sarcastic chapter. please review, if you like the new twist though.