(A/N: sorry it's taken me so long to update these storys... I got
authors block...)
We sat watching Mr. Denton lecture us in agony. It was the same thing
he had always he always said. He was saying things like, "You two
should know better by now." And "Why do I only have problems with kids
who hang out with you?"
Once in a while I'd pull in a little comment like, "Not all the kids
that hang out with us are problems..." and Spot with his, "That ain't
true, if we knew better we wouldn't get caught." Mostly though we just
ignored him... I mean we knew what he was saying and all... so, why
listen right?
So anyway, we were sitting there, in the office, Mr. Talkalot
repeating himself until we got what he said.. Of course it took us
about three times until we finally decided to listen to what he was
saying instead of laughing at each other as we mimicked him.
After he said something about chasing us up a tree he turned to me,
"So, you think you can behave yourself for one year."
I smiled, sarcastically I answered, "Well, you know us. Well always do
what were told. Even if it means everything we look forward to in
school."
He glared at me, turning to Spot he started to ask, "Why, why do are
you two determined to devastate me like you do?"
I looked at Spot, he shrugged, "I guess we have to 'devastate'
someone's life; you should be honored we have chosen you.
Putting his hand on his head in frustration Denton let out a deep
sigh, "You two have detention after school only for today, seeing as
it is your first offence of the year-"
"It ain't gonna be our last either Denty." Spot smiled looking over to
me, I smiled back.
His glare shut Spot up immediately, "You two are to report to Mr.
Snyder's classroom exactly after school in room 357. You may not leave
til 4 o'clock I will tell him that!"
"Alright." I sighed, Spot didn't look to impressed.
"Now," Mr. Denton threw his hands together, "You to should get back to
class. You have five minutes to go to your locker and get to third
period."
Instantly Spot and I shot out of our chairs and headed to the closed
door, on it was a picture of a familiar student, "Um... Mr. Denton,
whys there a picture of David Jacobs on your door?" I asked pointing
at the weirdest picture I'd ever seen of Dave.
"He's.. eh.. He's student of the month!" Denton shuddered.
"It's the first day of school..." Spot seemed almost as amused as I
was.
Denton started to sweat, "We...um... we chose in first period..."
"Hey, Spot, wasn't it there last year to?" I asked Spot, remembering
some sort of picture on the door from the year previous.
"Ya..." Spot raised his eyebrows.
Denton pointed to the door, "You two get to class right now! Or it
will be another day of detention!"
Spot and I smiled as we left the office. The halls were quite, besides
the voices of the teacher lecturing from behind the closed doors. Spot
looked at me and began to laugh, "So... who do you got forth period?"
"Um... I think I got History... in room 75, with... er..." I pulled
out my schedule, "Mr. Fishhead?" I began to laugh.
Spot smiled, "Me too, what do we need for it?"
I lifted my pencil, "This is the only thing I can think to bring."
Spot nodded, "Should we go straight there then?"
I smirked, "But we have five minutes remember?"
He smirked back, "Any ideas?"
"Sure do." I headed to my locker, Spot followed.
We reached my locker, both of us were almost out of breath we had to
run. we didn't want to waist any of our valuable time, Spot grabbed
onto my wrist to check my watch, "We got two minutes, what can we do
in that short of time?"
I pulled out some chopped up onions from my backpack, "Hey, since when
have we been on time to class, huh?"
He shrugged, "Your right. So.er. what are we doing with the onions?"
I smirked, "Ever seen a football player cry?" I nodded to a upcoming
football player dressed in complete uniform, who must have been going
to the locker room to get ready for the game after school.
Spot laughed, "Nope." taking a hand full of onions his eyes began to
tear. Then turning toward the football player he dropped all of onions
from his hand, "Blink!"
I looked at him, "What?"
"That's Jack!" Spot pointed toward the football player, sure enough it
was Jack alright. but I don't remember him getting on the team last
year. I don't even remember him trying out!
I stuck the onions back into my plastic sack, "He Jack! You got a game
today?"
Jack nodded, "The just called all players and cheerleaders to the
gym."
"Well someone could of told us!" Spot said, shoving his stuff in mine
and Mush's locker.
"Why? Are you two on the football team too?" Jack had practically
forgotten that they were stuck on the cheerleading squad for
punishment, "Oh ya! You guys are cheerleaders!"
"Duh. We've always been cheerleaders ya bonehead!" Spot said, hitting
Jack over the head.
"We better hurry Spot, I think their handing out our new uniforms
today." I said shutting the locker.
"Don't you mean cheerleading outfits?" Jack said.
"I'd rather call them uniforms. cause they make us wear 'em." I
smiled, starting to walk toward the stairs.
Spot was right next to me as we walked into the gym, And Jack was
behind us. Mrs. Kennedy looked toward Spot and I, "Your late!" She
said throwing our uniforms at us.
"Sorry Mrs. Kennedy. We didn't hear them call us." I said examining
our new uniforms. They were silver and maroon. The looked better then
last years, they weren't so. tight.
"How could you not? They called your classroom!" She said eyeing us
down.
"We were. not. in our classroom Mrs. Kennedy. We were in the office."
Spot said looking at his feet.
"Why?" Was her only remark.
"Talking in class." I said.
"You know. the whole fire alarm incident?" Spot began, she nodded,
"That was me."
She rolled her eyes at us, "Go get dressed. NOW!"
We did what she told us. We were in and out of the dressing room
within minutes. There was 8 people on the squad in all, Spot and I
were the only boys.
"Alright girls. and boys. Today is our first home game, even if it is our first day of school. We've been practicing all summer and I think were as ready as we'll ever be." Mrs. Kennedy started. Her lecture went on and on. Until the bell rang, which meant it was the end of school. "Alright, people, Run down to the field and stretch out!"
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A/N: well what ya think? Kinda not as good as the other
chapters. I'm to tired and I didn't know what to write. Well.
please Review.
*Shout outs!*
SpecsGlasses: Fanfiction.net is always down. I hate it. anyway,
I have some good Ideas for Spot and Blink and the whole
cheerleading thing. I don't know what they are yet. but. anyway.
Thank you so much for reviewing my story. LOVE YA!
Sydney Kiss: I agree, I think Mush and Blink are way cute
together... of course their cute even without each other... I
don't think anything will ruin the relationship between Dave and
Denton... I mean... there so for each other... Well, keep
reading! Love ya!
Thistle (for chapter 1): I'm glad you like it... I hope you
won't stop reading it!
authors block...)
We sat watching Mr. Denton lecture us in agony. It was the same thing
he had always he always said. He was saying things like, "You two
should know better by now." And "Why do I only have problems with kids
who hang out with you?"
Once in a while I'd pull in a little comment like, "Not all the kids
that hang out with us are problems..." and Spot with his, "That ain't
true, if we knew better we wouldn't get caught." Mostly though we just
ignored him... I mean we knew what he was saying and all... so, why
listen right?
So anyway, we were sitting there, in the office, Mr. Talkalot
repeating himself until we got what he said.. Of course it took us
about three times until we finally decided to listen to what he was
saying instead of laughing at each other as we mimicked him.
After he said something about chasing us up a tree he turned to me,
"So, you think you can behave yourself for one year."
I smiled, sarcastically I answered, "Well, you know us. Well always do
what were told. Even if it means everything we look forward to in
school."
He glared at me, turning to Spot he started to ask, "Why, why do are
you two determined to devastate me like you do?"
I looked at Spot, he shrugged, "I guess we have to 'devastate'
someone's life; you should be honored we have chosen you.
Putting his hand on his head in frustration Denton let out a deep
sigh, "You two have detention after school only for today, seeing as
it is your first offence of the year-"
"It ain't gonna be our last either Denty." Spot smiled looking over to
me, I smiled back.
His glare shut Spot up immediately, "You two are to report to Mr.
Snyder's classroom exactly after school in room 357. You may not leave
til 4 o'clock I will tell him that!"
"Alright." I sighed, Spot didn't look to impressed.
"Now," Mr. Denton threw his hands together, "You to should get back to
class. You have five minutes to go to your locker and get to third
period."
Instantly Spot and I shot out of our chairs and headed to the closed
door, on it was a picture of a familiar student, "Um... Mr. Denton,
whys there a picture of David Jacobs on your door?" I asked pointing
at the weirdest picture I'd ever seen of Dave.
"He's.. eh.. He's student of the month!" Denton shuddered.
"It's the first day of school..." Spot seemed almost as amused as I
was.
Denton started to sweat, "We...um... we chose in first period..."
"Hey, Spot, wasn't it there last year to?" I asked Spot, remembering
some sort of picture on the door from the year previous.
"Ya..." Spot raised his eyebrows.
Denton pointed to the door, "You two get to class right now! Or it
will be another day of detention!"
Spot and I smiled as we left the office. The halls were quite, besides
the voices of the teacher lecturing from behind the closed doors. Spot
looked at me and began to laugh, "So... who do you got forth period?"
"Um... I think I got History... in room 75, with... er..." I pulled
out my schedule, "Mr. Fishhead?" I began to laugh.
Spot smiled, "Me too, what do we need for it?"
I lifted my pencil, "This is the only thing I can think to bring."
Spot nodded, "Should we go straight there then?"
I smirked, "But we have five minutes remember?"
He smirked back, "Any ideas?"
"Sure do." I headed to my locker, Spot followed.
We reached my locker, both of us were almost out of breath we had to
run. we didn't want to waist any of our valuable time, Spot grabbed
onto my wrist to check my watch, "We got two minutes, what can we do
in that short of time?"
I pulled out some chopped up onions from my backpack, "Hey, since when
have we been on time to class, huh?"
He shrugged, "Your right. So.er. what are we doing with the onions?"
I smirked, "Ever seen a football player cry?" I nodded to a upcoming
football player dressed in complete uniform, who must have been going
to the locker room to get ready for the game after school.
Spot laughed, "Nope." taking a hand full of onions his eyes began to
tear. Then turning toward the football player he dropped all of onions
from his hand, "Blink!"
I looked at him, "What?"
"That's Jack!" Spot pointed toward the football player, sure enough it
was Jack alright. but I don't remember him getting on the team last
year. I don't even remember him trying out!
I stuck the onions back into my plastic sack, "He Jack! You got a game
today?"
Jack nodded, "The just called all players and cheerleaders to the
gym."
"Well someone could of told us!" Spot said, shoving his stuff in mine
and Mush's locker.
"Why? Are you two on the football team too?" Jack had practically
forgotten that they were stuck on the cheerleading squad for
punishment, "Oh ya! You guys are cheerleaders!"
"Duh. We've always been cheerleaders ya bonehead!" Spot said, hitting
Jack over the head.
"We better hurry Spot, I think their handing out our new uniforms
today." I said shutting the locker.
"Don't you mean cheerleading outfits?" Jack said.
"I'd rather call them uniforms. cause they make us wear 'em." I
smiled, starting to walk toward the stairs.
Spot was right next to me as we walked into the gym, And Jack was
behind us. Mrs. Kennedy looked toward Spot and I, "Your late!" She
said throwing our uniforms at us.
"Sorry Mrs. Kennedy. We didn't hear them call us." I said examining
our new uniforms. They were silver and maroon. The looked better then
last years, they weren't so. tight.
"How could you not? They called your classroom!" She said eyeing us
down.
"We were. not. in our classroom Mrs. Kennedy. We were in the office."
Spot said looking at his feet.
"Why?" Was her only remark.
"Talking in class." I said.
"You know. the whole fire alarm incident?" Spot began, she nodded,
"That was me."
She rolled her eyes at us, "Go get dressed. NOW!"
We did what she told us. We were in and out of the dressing room
within minutes. There was 8 people on the squad in all, Spot and I
were the only boys.
"Alright girls. and boys. Today is our first home game, even if it is our first day of school. We've been practicing all summer and I think were as ready as we'll ever be." Mrs. Kennedy started. Her lecture went on and on. Until the bell rang, which meant it was the end of school. "Alright, people, Run down to the field and stretch out!"
* * *
A/N: well what ya think? Kinda not as good as the other
chapters. I'm to tired and I didn't know what to write. Well.
please Review.
*Shout outs!*
SpecsGlasses: Fanfiction.net is always down. I hate it. anyway,
I have some good Ideas for Spot and Blink and the whole
cheerleading thing. I don't know what they are yet. but. anyway.
Thank you so much for reviewing my story. LOVE YA!
Sydney Kiss: I agree, I think Mush and Blink are way cute
together... of course their cute even without each other... I
don't think anything will ruin the relationship between Dave and
Denton... I mean... there so for each other... Well, keep
reading! Love ya!
Thistle (for chapter 1): I'm glad you like it... I hope you
won't stop reading it!