A/N: Okay, just establishing, I rally do not like Dylan. I think he's ugly,
and a man slut. And he slept with Charlemagne's wife! And Spike( James
Masters alternate persona) is too cute to be cheated on! So he's showing
his roots here. But I will make him behave soon, I promise. BTW, all you
Beka and Tyr lovers, this chapter's for you. I hated reading R and J in
class, because if you're in Co ed, it means snickers abound. So rolling
with laughs. Ansd romance. Alessandra, shut up! Shutting up now.
That night, Trance got home, and dumped her bag. She lay back on her bed, smiling dreamily. Harper was really nice, and cute, and he was always xomplimenting her, and getting her to help him and stuff. Plus, he always smiled when he saw her, which her mom had always said was a sign a guy liked you. Her smile disappeared for a second. Mom had been gone four years, and she still couldn't get used to it.
"Trance!"
"Coming Daddy!" she called back, and got up off her bed. Daydreaming about Harper would just have to wait.
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Dylan, Rommie and Harper walked home together, Dylan tossing a ball up and down.
"So, Harper, what do you think of Ascendent High?" Rommie asked, joking.
"The girls are kinda cute," he said, thinking. Dylan hit him on the arm.
"Hey!" Harper said indignantly.
"Kinda cute? What about Trance, you guys were flirting a lot today," Dylan said. "Pretty hot, don't you think?"
"Dylan, you're going out with Melissa!" Rommie said. Dylan shrugged.
"It's a guy thing. We can look, touch, but not kiss. Now, what about Trance?" he said, turning back to Harper. Rommie sighed, and rolled her eyes. It was obvious that this was a conversation to last.
"Yeah, she's sweet," Harper replied, batting off Dylan's comment.
"Sweet? You guys practically were smooching right there!" Rommie broke in.
"Nah. She knows she's just a friend. Plus, she's good at Bio, which is Harper's worst subject. You knew he'd make a friend in that subject before today finished!" Dylan laughed.
"Trust in the Harper. The Harper is good," Haprer said, with a smug smile.
"So you're leading her on?" Rommie said.
"Oh, no, wouldn't do that. But she's just a kid. I wouldn't go out with her!" Harper laughed. Dylan jabbed him.
"Maybe if you come to tryouts, I can get you on the team," he said.
"Work? Exercise? Those don't work with a resident genius," Harper said, mocking shock. "Fine. "
They walked home in silence, but Rommie coulsn't help thinking over what Harper had said.
He may say she's just a friend, but does *she* know that? she wondered.
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Beka raced into school, one hand frantically combing through her wet hair, the other wrapped around her breakfast. She had missed homeroom, and had signed in, but she was in such big trouble if she was late to English!
She raced down the hallway.
"Rebeka Valentine! Running inside! Explain yourself!" Mr Fargner struck again. Stopping she rolled her eyes, thn turned around, and plasted a sweet smile onto her face.
"Sorry sir, but I had to go to the little girl's room. And now I'm late,' she said, indicating her sandwich.
"That is no excuse!" he sniffed. "A warning, Rebeka!" She sighed. A warning meant that you were one step away from a detention. If you received another, you got detention.
"Now get to class, girl!" She needed no encouragment.
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"Today class, we are reading Romeo and Juliet, by Mr Shakespeare, which, incidently, is also the exam text. We will read the balcony scene, and continue from there. I will need a girl to read the Nurse, and another to take Juliet. And a boy to read Romeo. Now, I will stop a second to tell you that there will be a production of Guys and Dolls performed this year, and as the top English year, you will be expected to audition."
Trance stared at Harper, on the otherside of the class, next to Dylan. She wished Mr Jalson would choose him to read Romeo to her Juliet.
The door opened, and Tyr Anasazi came in, sitting himself down in the back row.
"Mr Anasazi, welcome. Since you are so late, you can do the honours with Romeo. And I expect to see you at auditions on Thursday, and detention again on Wednesday. Happy? Turn to page 31 in your books, people."
The door swung open again.
Beka stumbled in with her books.
"Ah, Miss Valentine. So glad you could join us. Detention! On Wednesday please, and you can read Juliet. Page 31 now Rebeka, and start reading. "
Beka almost fell into her seat, and pulled out her copy of the text.
"Erm, Romeo Romeo whereforth art thou Romeo?" she said, rather awkwardly.
"Now I know you have a problem expressing your emotions without using your tongues class, but a little more enthusiasm for this, please. These are beautiful words, make me believe them!" the sarcastic teacher broke in. "Again, Miss Valentine."
"Oh Romeo, Romeo where forth art thou Romeo?" Beka said obligingly. Trying as hard as she could, in the hope she could escape more detention, she continued.
"Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet!" Snickers were breaking out, but she ignored them. She searched the class for the guy who was reading Romeo. Suddenly, Tyr spoke up.
"Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" Beka gave him an appraising look, and continued.
"Tis but thy name that is my enemy.
Thou art a thyself, though not a Montague. What is a Montague? It is not hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face nor any part belonging to a man.
O be some other name!
That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, so Romeo would, were he not Romeo called retain that dear perfection that he owes. Withouty that title. Romeo, doff thy name, and for thy name, which is no part of thee, take all myself. "
The snickers were still audible at this point, but most were admiring the two readers acting. Tyr grudgingly read, but this time, when he spoke, emotion filled his voice.
"I take theee at thy word,call me but love, and I'll be new baptized.Henceforth I never will be Romeo." His words were laced with an undercurrent of meaning, and everyone stared at him, and at Beka.
"What man art thou that, thus bescreened by night, so stumblest on my council?" Beka demanded. Tyr's body language gave no sign of his words, but his voice was full of gentle love, and laughter, and passion.
"By a name, I know not to tell me who I am," he said. They continued, the growing scene enhanced by their acting as they went along. Tyr sounding more like he was in love than a huge black guy with an attitude problem.
"Sleep dwell upon thy eyes, peace in thy breast," Tyr murmered, and the bell went. The class was completely silent.
"Well, I expect to see you both for auditions," Mr Jalson said finally, and the class broke up in a chatter of excitement.
"I didn't know you and Tyr already had a thing!" squealed Rommie to Beka.
"We don't," Beka replied dazedly. Tyr was heading out of the classroom, his copy of Romeo and Juliet tucked under one arm, avoiding people and questions. She raced after him.
"Tyr? Tyr!" she yelled, and he allowed her to catch up.
"What do you want?" he growled.
"Well, I..I wondered how you could act like that." He stopped.
"It was just acting. It didn't mean anything. Look, when will you white girls ever learn, I am not going to go out with you. Now run along," he siad, before striding off. Beka stoppd, her mouth moving silently in outrage.
Harper and Rommie caught up to her in the corridor.
"So how'd it go?" Rommie asked. Beka gestured wordlessly.
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Trance sat down in lunch, and tried to ignore her rumbling stomach. Harper had lunch two periods before her, and now wanted help on the asssignment from his earlier class. She had postponed lunch to be with him.
"Hey!" Harper called as he walked up to her. Trance's eyes lit up.
"Hi!" she said happily, and the two sat down to discuss Biology.
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Half an hour later:
"Hi guys!" Dylan shouted from across the cafeteria. He was carrying a football, and was with a group of players from the team, who disappeared when Dylan moved toward Harper and Trance.
"Hi," Trance said relunctantly. She liked spending time *alone* with Harper. Only he had jumped up, and run over to his cousin. "Hey Dee," he greeted his cousin. Dylan gave a grin.
"Have ya seen Melissa yet?" he said, jabbing Harper. "Quite the hottie, huh?"
"I prefer them not to look like Barbie," Harper replied. Dylan's face dropped.
"Well I scored with her best friend last weekend," he said brightly. Harper looked faintly disgusted.
"And it doesn't bother you that if Melissa finds out, she will be broken hearted because shecdiscovers that you're a teenage male with an problem with women?" Rommie said, walking up behind Dylan.
"Nah, she'll get over it!" Dylan said calmly. "She loves me! She's gotta learn she should put out before I need some snuggle before I explode!" He laughed. Rommie raised an eyebrow.
"I gotta get a book. I'll be back in a second," she said, walking away.
"What I say?" Dylan asked, shrugging.
Beka walked up then, and dropped into a seat.
"Hey sunshine!" Dylan said laughing. Beka looked up.
"Do *not* mess with me. I have PMS, detention, and Tyr Anasazi thinks I'm crushing on him, so is being arogant and unbearably annoying!" she snapped, her eyes narrowed.
"Well you are," Trance pointed out, when Dylan had backed awa at the magic three little letters. When Beka glared, she hastily said, "Crushing on him, I mean. I don't mean about Drama."
"I guess. It's just, now I've got to audition for this play, and I was hoping to sleep through my extra time," Beka moaned.
"It's a musical," Harper said. She gave him a death stare. Harper took not the blindest bit of notice. "It's a musical, meaning songs. And Guys and Dolls isn't that bad. I mean, the storyline's lame, and the people.. and those weho audition for it? Seriously lam."
"I'd stop, then run for the hills if I were you, Harper!" Trance advised, as Harper took one very scared look at the dragon that used to be Beka, and ran.
"With speed like that, he could try out!" Dylan said. Beka glared.
"Guys! Guys! Look what we *so* have to do!" Rommie said, excitedly. She held out a piece of paper.
"Cheerleading Tryouts!"
A/N: Any of you know whether Beka can sing? And again, all flames will be used to burn Tyr's chain shirt. I still would like it if someone culd shed light on why he wears it every show, when the others actually change. Does he never shower or what? And he would be so cute in a bare chest scene! Wiping drool of keyboard, and moving on!
That night, Trance got home, and dumped her bag. She lay back on her bed, smiling dreamily. Harper was really nice, and cute, and he was always xomplimenting her, and getting her to help him and stuff. Plus, he always smiled when he saw her, which her mom had always said was a sign a guy liked you. Her smile disappeared for a second. Mom had been gone four years, and she still couldn't get used to it.
"Trance!"
"Coming Daddy!" she called back, and got up off her bed. Daydreaming about Harper would just have to wait.
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Dylan, Rommie and Harper walked home together, Dylan tossing a ball up and down.
"So, Harper, what do you think of Ascendent High?" Rommie asked, joking.
"The girls are kinda cute," he said, thinking. Dylan hit him on the arm.
"Hey!" Harper said indignantly.
"Kinda cute? What about Trance, you guys were flirting a lot today," Dylan said. "Pretty hot, don't you think?"
"Dylan, you're going out with Melissa!" Rommie said. Dylan shrugged.
"It's a guy thing. We can look, touch, but not kiss. Now, what about Trance?" he said, turning back to Harper. Rommie sighed, and rolled her eyes. It was obvious that this was a conversation to last.
"Yeah, she's sweet," Harper replied, batting off Dylan's comment.
"Sweet? You guys practically were smooching right there!" Rommie broke in.
"Nah. She knows she's just a friend. Plus, she's good at Bio, which is Harper's worst subject. You knew he'd make a friend in that subject before today finished!" Dylan laughed.
"Trust in the Harper. The Harper is good," Haprer said, with a smug smile.
"So you're leading her on?" Rommie said.
"Oh, no, wouldn't do that. But she's just a kid. I wouldn't go out with her!" Harper laughed. Dylan jabbed him.
"Maybe if you come to tryouts, I can get you on the team," he said.
"Work? Exercise? Those don't work with a resident genius," Harper said, mocking shock. "Fine. "
They walked home in silence, but Rommie coulsn't help thinking over what Harper had said.
He may say she's just a friend, but does *she* know that? she wondered.
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Beka raced into school, one hand frantically combing through her wet hair, the other wrapped around her breakfast. She had missed homeroom, and had signed in, but she was in such big trouble if she was late to English!
She raced down the hallway.
"Rebeka Valentine! Running inside! Explain yourself!" Mr Fargner struck again. Stopping she rolled her eyes, thn turned around, and plasted a sweet smile onto her face.
"Sorry sir, but I had to go to the little girl's room. And now I'm late,' she said, indicating her sandwich.
"That is no excuse!" he sniffed. "A warning, Rebeka!" She sighed. A warning meant that you were one step away from a detention. If you received another, you got detention.
"Now get to class, girl!" She needed no encouragment.
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"Today class, we are reading Romeo and Juliet, by Mr Shakespeare, which, incidently, is also the exam text. We will read the balcony scene, and continue from there. I will need a girl to read the Nurse, and another to take Juliet. And a boy to read Romeo. Now, I will stop a second to tell you that there will be a production of Guys and Dolls performed this year, and as the top English year, you will be expected to audition."
Trance stared at Harper, on the otherside of the class, next to Dylan. She wished Mr Jalson would choose him to read Romeo to her Juliet.
The door opened, and Tyr Anasazi came in, sitting himself down in the back row.
"Mr Anasazi, welcome. Since you are so late, you can do the honours with Romeo. And I expect to see you at auditions on Thursday, and detention again on Wednesday. Happy? Turn to page 31 in your books, people."
The door swung open again.
Beka stumbled in with her books.
"Ah, Miss Valentine. So glad you could join us. Detention! On Wednesday please, and you can read Juliet. Page 31 now Rebeka, and start reading. "
Beka almost fell into her seat, and pulled out her copy of the text.
"Erm, Romeo Romeo whereforth art thou Romeo?" she said, rather awkwardly.
"Now I know you have a problem expressing your emotions without using your tongues class, but a little more enthusiasm for this, please. These are beautiful words, make me believe them!" the sarcastic teacher broke in. "Again, Miss Valentine."
"Oh Romeo, Romeo where forth art thou Romeo?" Beka said obligingly. Trying as hard as she could, in the hope she could escape more detention, she continued.
"Deny thy father and refuse thy name! Or if thou wilt not, be but sworn my love, and I'll no longer be a Capulet!" Snickers were breaking out, but she ignored them. She searched the class for the guy who was reading Romeo. Suddenly, Tyr spoke up.
"Shall I hear more, or shall I speak at this?" Beka gave him an appraising look, and continued.
"Tis but thy name that is my enemy.
Thou art a thyself, though not a Montague. What is a Montague? It is not hand, nor foot, nor arm, nor face nor any part belonging to a man.
O be some other name!
That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet, so Romeo would, were he not Romeo called retain that dear perfection that he owes. Withouty that title. Romeo, doff thy name, and for thy name, which is no part of thee, take all myself. "
The snickers were still audible at this point, but most were admiring the two readers acting. Tyr grudgingly read, but this time, when he spoke, emotion filled his voice.
"I take theee at thy word,call me but love, and I'll be new baptized.Henceforth I never will be Romeo." His words were laced with an undercurrent of meaning, and everyone stared at him, and at Beka.
"What man art thou that, thus bescreened by night, so stumblest on my council?" Beka demanded. Tyr's body language gave no sign of his words, but his voice was full of gentle love, and laughter, and passion.
"By a name, I know not to tell me who I am," he said. They continued, the growing scene enhanced by their acting as they went along. Tyr sounding more like he was in love than a huge black guy with an attitude problem.
"Sleep dwell upon thy eyes, peace in thy breast," Tyr murmered, and the bell went. The class was completely silent.
"Well, I expect to see you both for auditions," Mr Jalson said finally, and the class broke up in a chatter of excitement.
"I didn't know you and Tyr already had a thing!" squealed Rommie to Beka.
"We don't," Beka replied dazedly. Tyr was heading out of the classroom, his copy of Romeo and Juliet tucked under one arm, avoiding people and questions. She raced after him.
"Tyr? Tyr!" she yelled, and he allowed her to catch up.
"What do you want?" he growled.
"Well, I..I wondered how you could act like that." He stopped.
"It was just acting. It didn't mean anything. Look, when will you white girls ever learn, I am not going to go out with you. Now run along," he siad, before striding off. Beka stoppd, her mouth moving silently in outrage.
Harper and Rommie caught up to her in the corridor.
"So how'd it go?" Rommie asked. Beka gestured wordlessly.
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Trance sat down in lunch, and tried to ignore her rumbling stomach. Harper had lunch two periods before her, and now wanted help on the asssignment from his earlier class. She had postponed lunch to be with him.
"Hey!" Harper called as he walked up to her. Trance's eyes lit up.
"Hi!" she said happily, and the two sat down to discuss Biology.
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Half an hour later:
"Hi guys!" Dylan shouted from across the cafeteria. He was carrying a football, and was with a group of players from the team, who disappeared when Dylan moved toward Harper and Trance.
"Hi," Trance said relunctantly. She liked spending time *alone* with Harper. Only he had jumped up, and run over to his cousin. "Hey Dee," he greeted his cousin. Dylan gave a grin.
"Have ya seen Melissa yet?" he said, jabbing Harper. "Quite the hottie, huh?"
"I prefer them not to look like Barbie," Harper replied. Dylan's face dropped.
"Well I scored with her best friend last weekend," he said brightly. Harper looked faintly disgusted.
"And it doesn't bother you that if Melissa finds out, she will be broken hearted because shecdiscovers that you're a teenage male with an problem with women?" Rommie said, walking up behind Dylan.
"Nah, she'll get over it!" Dylan said calmly. "She loves me! She's gotta learn she should put out before I need some snuggle before I explode!" He laughed. Rommie raised an eyebrow.
"I gotta get a book. I'll be back in a second," she said, walking away.
"What I say?" Dylan asked, shrugging.
Beka walked up then, and dropped into a seat.
"Hey sunshine!" Dylan said laughing. Beka looked up.
"Do *not* mess with me. I have PMS, detention, and Tyr Anasazi thinks I'm crushing on him, so is being arogant and unbearably annoying!" she snapped, her eyes narrowed.
"Well you are," Trance pointed out, when Dylan had backed awa at the magic three little letters. When Beka glared, she hastily said, "Crushing on him, I mean. I don't mean about Drama."
"I guess. It's just, now I've got to audition for this play, and I was hoping to sleep through my extra time," Beka moaned.
"It's a musical," Harper said. She gave him a death stare. Harper took not the blindest bit of notice. "It's a musical, meaning songs. And Guys and Dolls isn't that bad. I mean, the storyline's lame, and the people.. and those weho audition for it? Seriously lam."
"I'd stop, then run for the hills if I were you, Harper!" Trance advised, as Harper took one very scared look at the dragon that used to be Beka, and ran.
"With speed like that, he could try out!" Dylan said. Beka glared.
"Guys! Guys! Look what we *so* have to do!" Rommie said, excitedly. She held out a piece of paper.
"Cheerleading Tryouts!"
A/N: Any of you know whether Beka can sing? And again, all flames will be used to burn Tyr's chain shirt. I still would like it if someone culd shed light on why he wears it every show, when the others actually change. Does he never shower or what? And he would be so cute in a bare chest scene! Wiping drool of keyboard, and moving on!
