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NOTE: I own none of these Just Shoot Me characters and I am only using them for the purpose of fan fiction.
Second note: I decided to do a funny fiction about what it would be like if Maya, Dennis, Nina, and Elliot were all teenagers. No need to point out that it's crazy for teens to want to work at a magazine. It's not that crazy, though. I want to work at one and I'm a teenager. Oh, and Jack's magazine is mostly about teens and young adults. And I know that the following ages are off but go with it.
Maya: 15
Elliot: 17
Nina: 16
Dennis: 16
Jack: 36
CHAPTER 3
"Pose. And Pose. And Pose," said Nina. She was interviewing four cheerleading models for the cover. "Okay. I'll be making the choice soon. I'll let you know."
The models began to file out. One walked out passed Maya. Maya looked at them as if she smelled bad cheese. Maya walked up to Nina.
"Gee, it'd probably be cool to be built like that," said Maya. "It's my number one dream to look like some lame Barbie doll."
"Really? I thought I was the only one with that dream," said Nina. Maya sighed annoyingly. "Anyway, I can't decide between the tall blonde or the thin redhead for the cover."
"I can't decide which one of them to ask out," said Dennis, walking in.
"What do you want, troll?" asked Nina.
"I came to tell her (pointing to Maya) that Jack wants to see her," said Dennis.
"Oh, brother," Maya sighed frustratingly.
Maya left out of the room and up to her father's office door. She walked in. Jack was at his desk writing up some paperwork.
"Did you want to see me, Dad?" asked Maya.
"Yeah. I want you to interview the head cheerleader, Karla Japes, for the magazine," said Jack.
"What? Oh, Dad, tell me you're kidding. The cheerleaders totally ignor me."
"Come on, Maya. You're a journalist. It's your job to do this kind of thing. Besides you said you couldn't find any hard news."
"I uh, did, um, find some. I'm going to uh, um, er, uh, I-"
"Maya, please. We both know you have nothing," said Jack.
"Okay," Maya groaned. "I'll interview the stupid cheerleader. And when I say stupid I mean it."
She marched out of the room and slammed the door hard enough to break glass in Italy.
"That's my girl," said Jack, going back to his work.
Maya stormed out pass Dennis. "What's with you?" he asked.
"My DAD is making me interview some STUPID cheerleader for the STUPID magazine," said Maya angrily.
"Uh, okay. If you don't want to do it then I always can," said Dennis.
"Dennis, please! I don't feel like you right now," said Maya. "Now if you excuse me I have to think of some small words so the cheerleader's tiny head won't become overwhelmed."
A/N: No insult to any cheerleaders out there. Maya is having some issues. Oh, please read and review. And sorry for the shortness.
IF
NOTE: I own none of these Just Shoot Me characters and I am only using them for the purpose of fan fiction.
Second note: I decided to do a funny fiction about what it would be like if Maya, Dennis, Nina, and Elliot were all teenagers. No need to point out that it's crazy for teens to want to work at a magazine. It's not that crazy, though. I want to work at one and I'm a teenager. Oh, and Jack's magazine is mostly about teens and young adults. And I know that the following ages are off but go with it.
Maya: 15
Elliot: 17
Nina: 16
Dennis: 16
Jack: 36
CHAPTER 3
"Pose. And Pose. And Pose," said Nina. She was interviewing four cheerleading models for the cover. "Okay. I'll be making the choice soon. I'll let you know."
The models began to file out. One walked out passed Maya. Maya looked at them as if she smelled bad cheese. Maya walked up to Nina.
"Gee, it'd probably be cool to be built like that," said Maya. "It's my number one dream to look like some lame Barbie doll."
"Really? I thought I was the only one with that dream," said Nina. Maya sighed annoyingly. "Anyway, I can't decide between the tall blonde or the thin redhead for the cover."
"I can't decide which one of them to ask out," said Dennis, walking in.
"What do you want, troll?" asked Nina.
"I came to tell her (pointing to Maya) that Jack wants to see her," said Dennis.
"Oh, brother," Maya sighed frustratingly.
Maya left out of the room and up to her father's office door. She walked in. Jack was at his desk writing up some paperwork.
"Did you want to see me, Dad?" asked Maya.
"Yeah. I want you to interview the head cheerleader, Karla Japes, for the magazine," said Jack.
"What? Oh, Dad, tell me you're kidding. The cheerleaders totally ignor me."
"Come on, Maya. You're a journalist. It's your job to do this kind of thing. Besides you said you couldn't find any hard news."
"I uh, did, um, find some. I'm going to uh, um, er, uh, I-"
"Maya, please. We both know you have nothing," said Jack.
"Okay," Maya groaned. "I'll interview the stupid cheerleader. And when I say stupid I mean it."
She marched out of the room and slammed the door hard enough to break glass in Italy.
"That's my girl," said Jack, going back to his work.
Maya stormed out pass Dennis. "What's with you?" he asked.
"My DAD is making me interview some STUPID cheerleader for the STUPID magazine," said Maya angrily.
"Uh, okay. If you don't want to do it then I always can," said Dennis.
"Dennis, please! I don't feel like you right now," said Maya. "Now if you excuse me I have to think of some small words so the cheerleader's tiny head won't become overwhelmed."
A/N: No insult to any cheerleaders out there. Maya is having some issues. Oh, please read and review. And sorry for the shortness.