A/N: here is the fourth installment of the college adventures of the Recess
gang! But first:
LilVickiRyan: I know, bless TJ! Where are guys like him here? Thanks for putting me in your fic, you're in my other two sequels to my miniseries!
Noelle: or are they going to California? Keep reading to find out!
Damson rhee: I love Boy Meets World! Thanks for clearing up the Miss Finster thing. I knew who she was, but not what she did.thanks! Glad you like!
Kristin: stay tuned to see what will happen with California!
All my wonderful reviewers keep w/r/r!!!
Spinelli ran into TJ's apartment, crying hysterically, not caring if or who she walked in on. It had been a terrible day. First, her Political Theory professor gave her problems on a paper she had written, saying she was too biased and only had three days to fix it if she wanted to pass the class. Then she got her study guide for her Economics final and panicked, not remembering if she had learned anything that was supposed to be on the final. And to top things off, her roommates had taken all her stuff and left it outside the room, implying that they wanted her out. Now she had nowhere to go and she still had a week and a half left in the semester before she could go home. She hoped TJ would let her stay, despite the fact his apartment was owned by the school and they didn't allow co-eds living together. Spinelli collapsed by the door and began to cry for what she thought was the millionth time that week. She was crying so hard, she didn't even feel TJ come to her and put his arms around her.
"Spin, hun, what's the matter? Are you OK?" TJ held her, rocking her in his arms gently.
"Teej, its awful, I honestly have no idea what to do anymore." She began to tell him about the events of the day, and TJ listened intently.
"Man, who do those bitches think they are, throwing you out like that? Did you tell the RA? Maybe she can help you out."
"I did, and she talked to them, but they told her I said I was moving out. They even forged my signature on our sign out sheet. So now I have nowhere to live for the rest of the semester. Maybe I'll find a hotel somewhere. I still have some money left in the bank." Spinelli wiped her eyes, causing her dark eye makeup to smear across her face.
"No, Spin. You can stay here with me. Its convenient, and plus Vince is moving in with Gretchen in the new apartment she bought, so I can use the company." He smiled at her, grabbing a tissue to wipe away her tears. "So how about it, roomie?"
Spinelli smiled for the first time that day. "Sure, thank you so much!" She hugged him, but remembered the rule. "Oh, no!"
"What's the matter? I know I can't cook all that well, but that's what takeout is for," he joked, trying to lighten the mood.
"No, no, the rule about co-eds living together. How are we going to get past that? I heard the landlord in charge here is a real jerk."
"He is, but we can make it work by using a plan courtesy of the Prankster Prince. Now does that black pushup bra offer still stand?" he asked, giving his friend an evil grin.
"Um, yes, but why do you want it?" Spinelli looked at TJ as if he lost his mind.
"You'll see, and I also need an outfit and some makeup." He chuckled. "Spinelli, hold on tight, the Prankster Prince is back."
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(A/N: the following scenario is probably very unlikely, but I'm watching Three's Company and it sparked this idea.)
"So you are trying to tell me to let Miss Spinelli stay here for the remainder her time at Columbia because you are a cross dresser?" The landlord Mr. Roper (A/N sorry, couldn't resist there) looked at the two of them suspiciously.
"Um, yes sir, and I'm also gay." TJ lied, hoping that Mr. Roper would buy their story. He adjusted the tube top Spinelli lent him. "Man, how do girls wear these things?" he thought, shifting uncomfortably.
"Miss Spinelli, is this true?"
Spinelli looked at TJ, who was decked out in one of her tube tops and long skirts, trying not to laugh at the situation. "Good thing he lost the baby fat," she thought. "Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to wear that and make it look real." Aloud, she said, "Yes, all of it is true. I have known TJ since we were kids and he always seemed a bit tutti fruity to me. And he confessed to being gay in high school, so it's all true." Spinelli said, keeping a straight poker face, praying that she wouldn't burst out laughing. She took a deep breath, trying to look as serious as possible.
Mr. Roper sighed. "This is a highly unusual case, but since Miss Spinelli needs a place to live, I think we can make an exception. But first word of any hanky panky, and you're out. Understood?" Mr. Roper glared at them.
"Yes, sir." The two said innocently, as they walked Mr. Roper to the door.
"Oh, my gosh, Teej, we did it! We actually pulled this off!" Spinelli began jumping up and down, hugging TJ, after making sure Mr. Roper was gone.
"We so did. That bet in high school was actually good for something." He smiled at her. "Plus its proof that the Prankster Prince still lives on. OK, I think I want to change now. I have no idea how you can wear any of this stuff." He shook his head and walked into his room.
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Later that night, Spinelli was sitting at the table when TJ walked in with some brochures.
"What are these?" Spinelli asked, picking one of them up.
"Places to send my film into. I was thinking about how to spend the summer. I checked the Internet for tickets to California, but unfortunately, my budget doesn't cover it. I decided to send my movie to different festivals, hoping someone will like it. One of them said that if I win the festival, they can work on making my film into a TV series." TJ grinned. "Imagine, my movie making it big on TV."
Spinelli laughed. "I know, six friends on a playground having different adventures at recess. Takes place in a fictional town and school and they just happen to have names similar to ours. Not to mention the adventures just happen to be based on the ones we had. I mean, a group of kids trying to bust a friend out of study hall? I'm surprised nobody thought of it already."
"Well having friends like you guys inspired me to make this movie, and thanks to you, Spinelli I might actually have a chance. After all, it was your computer that saved my ass and my movie." He looked at her gratefully.
"Never underestimate the power of a Mac computer and a best friend who's willing to stay up and edit. Especially if that friend knows next to nothing about editing."
"You may not be able to edit, but you sure are a great best friend." He got up, hugging her from behind. "I need to make copies of the movie to send. I'll be in my room if you need me." He walked out of the room, leaving Spinelli in a daze.
"Wow, he keeps hugging me lately, and complimenting me. I wonder if he has feelings for me? I can't ask him though. Not yet, anyway." Spinelli opened her notebook, trying to concentrate on the formulas she had to memorize. However, her mind kept drifting back to TJ, who in the next room, was having similar thoughts about her.
A/N: OK, odd chapter! But the Three's Company thing totally inspired me. I have no idea how things like that work, I live in an all girls dorm (aka hell) so I'm not familiar with co-eds procedures. Plus, this living arrangement will play a role in their relationship, since I plan on continuing the fic through their senior year as well. There are going to be a ton of surprises and adventures, so keep r/r! Just remember the golden rule, if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all. Happy reading! Also, feel free to guess about what you think might happen!
LilVickiRyan: I know, bless TJ! Where are guys like him here? Thanks for putting me in your fic, you're in my other two sequels to my miniseries!
Noelle: or are they going to California? Keep reading to find out!
Damson rhee: I love Boy Meets World! Thanks for clearing up the Miss Finster thing. I knew who she was, but not what she did.thanks! Glad you like!
Kristin: stay tuned to see what will happen with California!
All my wonderful reviewers keep w/r/r!!!
Spinelli ran into TJ's apartment, crying hysterically, not caring if or who she walked in on. It had been a terrible day. First, her Political Theory professor gave her problems on a paper she had written, saying she was too biased and only had three days to fix it if she wanted to pass the class. Then she got her study guide for her Economics final and panicked, not remembering if she had learned anything that was supposed to be on the final. And to top things off, her roommates had taken all her stuff and left it outside the room, implying that they wanted her out. Now she had nowhere to go and she still had a week and a half left in the semester before she could go home. She hoped TJ would let her stay, despite the fact his apartment was owned by the school and they didn't allow co-eds living together. Spinelli collapsed by the door and began to cry for what she thought was the millionth time that week. She was crying so hard, she didn't even feel TJ come to her and put his arms around her.
"Spin, hun, what's the matter? Are you OK?" TJ held her, rocking her in his arms gently.
"Teej, its awful, I honestly have no idea what to do anymore." She began to tell him about the events of the day, and TJ listened intently.
"Man, who do those bitches think they are, throwing you out like that? Did you tell the RA? Maybe she can help you out."
"I did, and she talked to them, but they told her I said I was moving out. They even forged my signature on our sign out sheet. So now I have nowhere to live for the rest of the semester. Maybe I'll find a hotel somewhere. I still have some money left in the bank." Spinelli wiped her eyes, causing her dark eye makeup to smear across her face.
"No, Spin. You can stay here with me. Its convenient, and plus Vince is moving in with Gretchen in the new apartment she bought, so I can use the company." He smiled at her, grabbing a tissue to wipe away her tears. "So how about it, roomie?"
Spinelli smiled for the first time that day. "Sure, thank you so much!" She hugged him, but remembered the rule. "Oh, no!"
"What's the matter? I know I can't cook all that well, but that's what takeout is for," he joked, trying to lighten the mood.
"No, no, the rule about co-eds living together. How are we going to get past that? I heard the landlord in charge here is a real jerk."
"He is, but we can make it work by using a plan courtesy of the Prankster Prince. Now does that black pushup bra offer still stand?" he asked, giving his friend an evil grin.
"Um, yes, but why do you want it?" Spinelli looked at TJ as if he lost his mind.
"You'll see, and I also need an outfit and some makeup." He chuckled. "Spinelli, hold on tight, the Prankster Prince is back."
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(A/N: the following scenario is probably very unlikely, but I'm watching Three's Company and it sparked this idea.)
"So you are trying to tell me to let Miss Spinelli stay here for the remainder her time at Columbia because you are a cross dresser?" The landlord Mr. Roper (A/N sorry, couldn't resist there) looked at the two of them suspiciously.
"Um, yes sir, and I'm also gay." TJ lied, hoping that Mr. Roper would buy their story. He adjusted the tube top Spinelli lent him. "Man, how do girls wear these things?" he thought, shifting uncomfortably.
"Miss Spinelli, is this true?"
Spinelli looked at TJ, who was decked out in one of her tube tops and long skirts, trying not to laugh at the situation. "Good thing he lost the baby fat," she thought. "Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to wear that and make it look real." Aloud, she said, "Yes, all of it is true. I have known TJ since we were kids and he always seemed a bit tutti fruity to me. And he confessed to being gay in high school, so it's all true." Spinelli said, keeping a straight poker face, praying that she wouldn't burst out laughing. She took a deep breath, trying to look as serious as possible.
Mr. Roper sighed. "This is a highly unusual case, but since Miss Spinelli needs a place to live, I think we can make an exception. But first word of any hanky panky, and you're out. Understood?" Mr. Roper glared at them.
"Yes, sir." The two said innocently, as they walked Mr. Roper to the door.
"Oh, my gosh, Teej, we did it! We actually pulled this off!" Spinelli began jumping up and down, hugging TJ, after making sure Mr. Roper was gone.
"We so did. That bet in high school was actually good for something." He smiled at her. "Plus its proof that the Prankster Prince still lives on. OK, I think I want to change now. I have no idea how you can wear any of this stuff." He shook his head and walked into his room.
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Later that night, Spinelli was sitting at the table when TJ walked in with some brochures.
"What are these?" Spinelli asked, picking one of them up.
"Places to send my film into. I was thinking about how to spend the summer. I checked the Internet for tickets to California, but unfortunately, my budget doesn't cover it. I decided to send my movie to different festivals, hoping someone will like it. One of them said that if I win the festival, they can work on making my film into a TV series." TJ grinned. "Imagine, my movie making it big on TV."
Spinelli laughed. "I know, six friends on a playground having different adventures at recess. Takes place in a fictional town and school and they just happen to have names similar to ours. Not to mention the adventures just happen to be based on the ones we had. I mean, a group of kids trying to bust a friend out of study hall? I'm surprised nobody thought of it already."
"Well having friends like you guys inspired me to make this movie, and thanks to you, Spinelli I might actually have a chance. After all, it was your computer that saved my ass and my movie." He looked at her gratefully.
"Never underestimate the power of a Mac computer and a best friend who's willing to stay up and edit. Especially if that friend knows next to nothing about editing."
"You may not be able to edit, but you sure are a great best friend." He got up, hugging her from behind. "I need to make copies of the movie to send. I'll be in my room if you need me." He walked out of the room, leaving Spinelli in a daze.
"Wow, he keeps hugging me lately, and complimenting me. I wonder if he has feelings for me? I can't ask him though. Not yet, anyway." Spinelli opened her notebook, trying to concentrate on the formulas she had to memorize. However, her mind kept drifting back to TJ, who in the next room, was having similar thoughts about her.
A/N: OK, odd chapter! But the Three's Company thing totally inspired me. I have no idea how things like that work, I live in an all girls dorm (aka hell) so I'm not familiar with co-eds procedures. Plus, this living arrangement will play a role in their relationship, since I plan on continuing the fic through their senior year as well. There are going to be a ton of surprises and adventures, so keep r/r! Just remember the golden rule, if you can't say something nice, don't say it at all. Happy reading! Also, feel free to guess about what you think might happen!