To my wonderful reviewers,
*sniff* I LOVE YOU!!!!! You all come over to my house, and we will have a major party thing with ten pounds of chocolate for each person that is there!!
And we will, um, watch season one of Will & Grace on DVD!!!!
And TP the whole neighborhood!!!!! But mostly just eat chocolate!
And free posters of Jack in a cheerleading uniform for everyone!!!!!!! (Don't ask)
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!
This chapter has some mild cheerleader humor, if you catch my drift. (:D) I just have to say, that I do not hate all cheerleaders. In fact, I am really good friends with two of them. But all of the other ones at my school fit Will's stereotypes. I apologize to cheerleaders reading this that are human. (cough) Sorry. LOVE YOU ANYWAY!!!!!
Did anyone see the season premiere last night (Sept 25th)???!!! That was hilarious!! Jack and Will should get married!!! Hahahaha!!!! They would be an incredibly un-boring couple!!! Anyway, on to the next chapter. :)
[Jack's POV]
"See? GO TEAM!!!!!" I did the short cheer that I would do for the tryouts. Will must have thought it was great, because he didn't move at all. His left eye kind of twitched, but I ignored that.
"Wasn't that great??"
"...uh, Jack?"
"Yes??" Here it comes: 'I'm sure you'll make the cheer squad'...
"I can't let you try out for cheerleading." ...Um, excuse me???
"What?" But I'm JACK!!! I can't believe he would say something like that!
"I'm sorry, Jack." Well, you don't LOOK like you're sorry!!!
"Why not?"
"I just can't let you." I gasped. Was that jealousy in his voice?? I think it was!!!
"Will, are you JEALOUS??!!"
"N-no. Of course not!"
I was shocked. "You are!"
[Will's POV]
"I just can't let you." I really couldn't let Jack try out for cheerleading. I have a PHOBIA of cheerleaders. They're like... little, peppy, bouncy Satans in skirts!!!!
And I have seen Jack in a skirt before. (It was not a kilt, and we were not in Scotland) I have to say skirts do not flatter his "figure" in any way, shape or form. And I was actually somewhat mentally scarred from the experience.
"Will, are you jealous?!"
Jealous? JEALOUS????!!!! I was scared!! So freaked out that I actually stuttered in my reply.
"N-no. Of course not!"
I wasn't prepared that he would even ask me such a ridiculous question! However, the idea of JACK being a cheerleader was slightly more funny than scary. And I really didn't think that Jack would make it. I couldn't let him be embarrassed like that.
"You are!!" He gave me the hurt look.
"I am not, you dolt!! I just think that..."
"That what?"
He folded his arms and tried to stare me down. It was hilarious, but I knew that if I started laughing, with Jack mad at the same time, ANYTHING could happen. The whole concept was just so bizarre. But I can keep a straight face (A/N: Ha! Ahem.) when I know I have to.
"Jack..." I tried to put this somewhat delicately. "I think the YMCA is looking for one- 14 year old, two- straight, three- GIRLS."
"Number three is debatable for me." Of course. Typical response from Jack.
"So you're not going to try out?"
He looked like he was making a painful decision, like whether or not to take someone off life support. I suppressed a laugh, trying to make it sound like a cough. This was getting difficult. I had to say something before I started to crack up.
"You can be OUR cheerleader. For me and Grace."
His face literally lit up as he pondered the idea. "Yeah!! I can, can't I?!"
He smiled sinisterly in silence.
I paused, then it hit me.
…Oh my god, what have I done??!!!
[Grace's POV]
I had to literally drag Karen into the elevator. Only on one other occasion have I ever seen her this drunk, and I will never ever, ever mention what happened as long as I live.
I let go off her arm to open the door and she ran into the wall. That wasn't necessary, but then again, neither was 17 drinks of who knows what. This IS Karen we're talking about.
When I opened the door, I was greeted with the sight of Will sitting on the couch with his face buried in his hands. I soon learned why as Jack came dancing around the room to a remix of "If You're Not The One" by Daniel Bedingfield.
"I don't wanna run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand/
If I'm not made for you, than why does my heart tell me that I am?/
Is there any way that I can stay-" Jack took a huge breath, and Will braced himself.
"In your AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR MMMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I dropped my bag to the floor, staring blankly.
"Well, hell." Karen broke the silence.
Jack took a bow.
*sniff* I LOVE YOU!!!!! You all come over to my house, and we will have a major party thing with ten pounds of chocolate for each person that is there!!
And we will, um, watch season one of Will & Grace on DVD!!!!
And TP the whole neighborhood!!!!! But mostly just eat chocolate!
And free posters of Jack in a cheerleading uniform for everyone!!!!!!! (Don't ask)
I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!
This chapter has some mild cheerleader humor, if you catch my drift. (:D) I just have to say, that I do not hate all cheerleaders. In fact, I am really good friends with two of them. But all of the other ones at my school fit Will's stereotypes. I apologize to cheerleaders reading this that are human. (cough) Sorry. LOVE YOU ANYWAY!!!!!
Did anyone see the season premiere last night (Sept 25th)???!!! That was hilarious!! Jack and Will should get married!!! Hahahaha!!!! They would be an incredibly un-boring couple!!! Anyway, on to the next chapter. :)
[Jack's POV]
"See? GO TEAM!!!!!" I did the short cheer that I would do for the tryouts. Will must have thought it was great, because he didn't move at all. His left eye kind of twitched, but I ignored that.
"Wasn't that great??"
"...uh, Jack?"
"Yes??" Here it comes: 'I'm sure you'll make the cheer squad'...
"I can't let you try out for cheerleading." ...Um, excuse me???
"What?" But I'm JACK!!! I can't believe he would say something like that!
"I'm sorry, Jack." Well, you don't LOOK like you're sorry!!!
"Why not?"
"I just can't let you." I gasped. Was that jealousy in his voice?? I think it was!!!
"Will, are you JEALOUS??!!"
"N-no. Of course not!"
I was shocked. "You are!"
[Will's POV]
"I just can't let you." I really couldn't let Jack try out for cheerleading. I have a PHOBIA of cheerleaders. They're like... little, peppy, bouncy Satans in skirts!!!!
And I have seen Jack in a skirt before. (It was not a kilt, and we were not in Scotland) I have to say skirts do not flatter his "figure" in any way, shape or form. And I was actually somewhat mentally scarred from the experience.
"Will, are you jealous?!"
Jealous? JEALOUS????!!!! I was scared!! So freaked out that I actually stuttered in my reply.
"N-no. Of course not!"
I wasn't prepared that he would even ask me such a ridiculous question! However, the idea of JACK being a cheerleader was slightly more funny than scary. And I really didn't think that Jack would make it. I couldn't let him be embarrassed like that.
"You are!!" He gave me the hurt look.
"I am not, you dolt!! I just think that..."
"That what?"
He folded his arms and tried to stare me down. It was hilarious, but I knew that if I started laughing, with Jack mad at the same time, ANYTHING could happen. The whole concept was just so bizarre. But I can keep a straight face (A/N: Ha! Ahem.) when I know I have to.
"Jack..." I tried to put this somewhat delicately. "I think the YMCA is looking for one- 14 year old, two- straight, three- GIRLS."
"Number three is debatable for me." Of course. Typical response from Jack.
"So you're not going to try out?"
He looked like he was making a painful decision, like whether or not to take someone off life support. I suppressed a laugh, trying to make it sound like a cough. This was getting difficult. I had to say something before I started to crack up.
"You can be OUR cheerleader. For me and Grace."
His face literally lit up as he pondered the idea. "Yeah!! I can, can't I?!"
He smiled sinisterly in silence.
I paused, then it hit me.
…Oh my god, what have I done??!!!
[Grace's POV]
I had to literally drag Karen into the elevator. Only on one other occasion have I ever seen her this drunk, and I will never ever, ever mention what happened as long as I live.
I let go off her arm to open the door and she ran into the wall. That wasn't necessary, but then again, neither was 17 drinks of who knows what. This IS Karen we're talking about.
When I opened the door, I was greeted with the sight of Will sitting on the couch with his face buried in his hands. I soon learned why as Jack came dancing around the room to a remix of "If You're Not The One" by Daniel Bedingfield.
"I don't wanna run away, but I can't take it, I don't understand/
If I'm not made for you, than why does my heart tell me that I am?/
Is there any way that I can stay-" Jack took a huge breath, and Will braced himself.
"In your AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR MMMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
I dropped my bag to the floor, staring blankly.
"Well, hell." Karen broke the silence.
Jack took a bow.