Romeo and Julie - Chapter 10.

Disclaimer - Not mine, unfortunately

Notes - I know that I only updated this yesterday, but I am not sure if I would be able to update it tomorrow. Please Review.

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Julie left the library with ten minutes remaining in her break. She had parted ways with Fulton out side of the library, he was heading back to the school to tell Dean the story that they had come up with, and Julie had the intention of returning to the main school building to get ready for her next class. Half way across the courtyard, Julie cursed and took a left, realising that she had left her textbook for her next class in her dorm room.

The dorm building was eerily quiet as she let herself in and made her way to her room. It was the middle of the day, and no one was in their rooms. Sometimes, people would go back to their rooms at the breaks, just to escape the school, but people usually didn't, opting to stay at the school and hang out with their friends.

When she opened her bedroom door, Julie was surprised to see someone on her roommates bed.

Rebecca sat up and wiped her cheeks. "Oh, Jules, its you"

"Yeah, its me." Julie replied, and then turned to look at her friend. Rebecca's eyes were puffy and bloodshot and she was sniffling. Immediately, Julie crossed to her bed and sat down beside the other girl. "Rebecca, what's wrong"

"Nothing, nothings wrong" Rebecca replied, wiping her cheeks again and blowing her nose on a tissue that she grabbed from the box on the bed side table.

"Don't lie to me, it doesn't work" Julie smiled, brushing a few strands of hair off of her friends face. Julie and Rebecca were close, not best friends, but still very close, and they found that they could share things with each other. "What happened?"

"I broke up with Nathan" Rebecca told her after taking a steadying breath.

"Oh, I am sorry Rebecca." Julie wrapped her arm around her friend, and Rebecca smiled a little.

"So am I, he was a jerk" Beck mumbled. Julie smiled and shook her head, not believing her.

"No he wasn't, you loved him" Julie accused softly. Rebecca laughed, brushing another tear off of her face again.

"You are right, I did love him" She grinned sadly. "But now he is a jerk"

"Couldn't agree more." Julie replied. Julie always seemed to know what to say when she had to comfort someone who had broken up with a loved one. She had a lot of practice, being Connie's best friend had given her first hand experience via the drama of Connie Guy saga. "What happened"

"I don't want to talk about it" Rebecca mumbled, collapsing back onto her bed and burying her head in her pillow.

"If it makes you feel any better, my love life is messed up to" Julie told her, shifting to sit at the end of her bed facing Rebecca. Beck looked up at her.

"But at least you have some one" Beck replied. Julie sighed and shook her head, amazing Rebecca. "Come on Julie, do not tell me that that hottie that you were trying to swallow whole in here the other night is not your boyfriend"

"He isn't" Julie told him.

"Really?" Rebecca's jaw dropped. She had no idea that Julie was the type of girl that would kiss a boy who she wasn't even dating. Especially kissing a boy like that. Julie looked to the other side of the room, and Rebecca grinned at her. "Think he would like me?"

"You better be…" Julie began.

"Joking, of course I am." Rebecca smiled at her friend and then shifted her pillow under her head so that she could comfortably look at Julie. "I don't think I am going to date anyone in a long, long time. I need to find some one to restore my faith in men. And of course, that will never happen…"

"Not true, you will find some one some day" Julie replied. Rebecca shook her head. Julie shrugged. "You will, unlike me"

"That's not true Jules" Rebecca sat up. "Come on, tell me what happened with Dean and I will tell you what happened with Nathan"

"Ok." Julie replied, standing and crossing to her desk in the corner. She opened the first draw and came back to the bed with a large bag of M&M's. Both of the girls had a weakness for the candy. "Comfort food"

Rebecca smiled, eying the bag lustfully. "Wow, is your story that bad is it?"

"Well, I suspected yours was" Julie replied.

"It is" Rebecca bit her lip as another tear rolled down her cheek. Julie reached out to comfort her again.

"Oh, Beck, don't cry." Julie soothed, stroking the other girls hair. "You know I cant handle it when people cry."

"Sorry" Rebecca sat up again and wiped her cheeks dry. Julie smiled a little "Now, what happened with Dean?"

Julie sighed, looked like her story was going to have to go first. "It is more like what happened with Dean and Matt"

"And Matt" Rebecca asked, amazed.

"Long story" Julie smirked a little. She was just about to start at the beginning, the play, and then go through the whole story, when suddenly, there was a knock at the door. Both girls groaned as Julie stood to answer it.

"Ergh, long story, so some one has to come knocking on the door." Rebecca complained, joking. Julie laughed. "Get rid of them quickly Julie, and then come back and comfort gossip."

Julie opened the door only to have Fulton collapse through it.

"Hey Julie" he panted, leaning against the doorframe. Julie looked amazed as she took him by the arm helped him into her room, sitting him on her bed so that he had the chance to catch his breath. On the other side of the room, Rebecca sat up, interested in what was going on.

Julie could not help but be a little worried about her friend. "Fulton, it looked like you ran all the way here"

"I did" He replied, his breath finally catching up to him. He held the stitch in his side and turned to Julie. "Portman…going to have a 'chat' with Matt"

"Oh great" Julie groaned.

"Thought you needed to know" Fulton added as an afterthought.

"I did, thank you" Julie replied. She looked around, deciding what she had to do next. Only one idea came to her. "I have to go stop Dean from doing anything stupid"

"Is that safe?" Fulton asked her.

"The way I see it Fult, he wont hit me, but he would have no problem bashing the crap out of Matt. And I am not sure how well Matt can defend himself." Julie replied. Fulton nodded.

"Julie…" Rebecca questioned. Julie turned to her friend, remembering that she as going through some rough times at the moment, and that she had promised that she would stay there and talk to her. As much as Julie knew that Rebecca needed someone to talk to, she could not just leave the situation with Dean and Matt go without her doing something about it.

"Oh, Beck. I am so sorry. I have to go and save Matt from Dean" she explained.

"But what about me, I am heartbroken here. I need comfort…" Rebecca replied. Julie grinned. Rebecca was sometimes big on dramatics. She was not as bad as she was making herself out to be, but Rebecca did need some one to talk to.

"I know, but this is important!" Julie replied, sitting on her friends bed beside her and giving her a quick hug. "We can talk later, ok"

"Ok. I will just sit here and cry all afternoon" Rebecca replied, laying a guilt trip on her.

"Shit, why did all this have to happen today?" Julie sighed, then was hit with the perfect idea. "Hey Beck. Have you ever officially met my friend Fulton?"

"No"

"Julie, what are you…" Fulton began.

"Rebecca Roman, this is Fulton Reed, he is a good friend on mine, has been for years. Unknown fact about the big guy is that he is a loyal friend, great listener, and as trustworthy as Fort Knox with all of your secrets." Julie began, quickly crossing to her own bed so that she could wrap an arm around Fulton.

"Julie?" Fulton began. He automatically knew what the next question was. He also knew that there was something going on with Julie's roommate, and he was unsure if he could look after a crying girl. He had never had much experience with them.

"Please Fulton, the more we just sit around here, the more Matt is being beaten into a bloody pulp." Julie exaggerated. Fulton looked from her, to Rebecca, who looked like she had been crying all afternoon. Maybe she was all cried out.

"Ok, Ok, I will stay with Rebecca." Fulton replied.

"Thank you, I owe you big time" Julie stood and made her way to the door. Fulton stood and followed her.

"Sure you do" He replied, and then whispered to Julie. "What, exactly, is the matter with Rebecca?"

"She broke up with her boyfriend" Julie replied.

"Oh" He had been dreading that answer. Fulton had never had to deal with a girl post break up before. He had dealt with guys, but they were a lot easier to handle. "Ok then"

"Rebecca, I will be back, I promise…" Julie replied and left the room quickly. Fulton sat down on Julie's bed again and looked at Rebecca.

"So, want to talk about it?"

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"Hi Matty"

"Umm, hi" Matt paused as he was walking into his Chemistry room. He turned to where the person who had called his name was standing, leaning against one of the lockers. Matt sighed to himself. It was Dean, Julie's friend from the Hockey team and the one that was always a bit of a jerk to him.

"How are you Matty?" Dean asked. Matt took a step out of the doorway, because he knew that there was no way that Dean would just let him go quietly into his class.

"Good" Matt replied cautiously. "But my name is Matt. Or Matthew, not Matty"

"Hey, what is a little nickname between friends huh?" Dean asked, thumping him on the shoulder. It was the same way that he usually greeted Fulton, but when Matt winced, he realised that the two boys, Fulton and Matt, were two very different people.

"Well…Sure." Matt mumbled, rubbing his arm a little to make the dull ache subside.

"So. Did you have a good weekend?" Dean asked, moving down the hall a little so that they were not standing as close to the classroom.

"Sure"

"What did you do?" Dean asked. Matt looked at him suspiciously, and stopped walking. Portman was being to scare him with his calmness. Dean Portman was not a calm guy, and he was acting very strange.

"I well, studied with Julie for a while…" he began.

"Studied, is that what it is called." Portman asked. Matt nodded.

"Well, yeah, studying, with books and things. Learning" Matt replied. Portman glared at him.

"Ok, no need to get smart with me Matty" he mumbled.

"Matt" he muttered.

"So, you just studied?" Dean asked. He wanted confirmation from the source of what was happening. "Didn't go out on a little date with her? Didn't, celebrate the Ducks win from Friday?"

"No" Matt told him, and then remembered. "Well, I was at the game, and congratulated her there. Then I saw her at the library on Saturday, other then that…"

"Matty, you are not lying to me, by any chance, are you?" Dean asked. Matt was shocked by the alligations and shook his head.

"No." Matt asked, backing up a little. The hallways were now empty and scarily silent. Matt took another step back and collided with the lockers behind them. "Why would I lie to you?"

"Why wouldn't you lie to me?" he stepped a little closer.

"Listen Portman, I don't know what your deal is, but…" Matt began.

"You want to know what my deal is?" Dean asked.

"This is all about Julie, right?" Matt guessed.

Portman growled a little and pressed his forearm against Matt's shoulder to stop him from moving. Matt looked shocked more than anything, but didn't try to move away from where he was being held. Portman honestly had no intention of hurting the other boy, but he thought that maybe he would try to get a straight answer out of him. "Well, you are smarter then what I thought Matty, this is about Julie."

"Listen man, she never told me that you two were dating." Matt began. Dean looked at him, surprised. "And if you want me to stop hanging out with her, I am sorry, but she is my friend…"

"We are not dating." Dean replied, relaxing his grip on Matt, but still pressing him into the locker. Matt smiled to himself and took a deep breath. He had seriously thought that Dean was going to kick his ass because Julie had kissed him the other night at the game. When Portman felt Matt relaxing under his arm, he applied a little m ore pressure. Enough to stop him from moving, but not enough to hurt him. "Doesn't mean we wont be one day"

"Oh" Matt nodded. Not for the first time, Matt thought that Dean was crazy. "Well, like I said, we are friends, and lab partners, and I am not going to stop hanging out with her, just because you have a crush."

"A crush, this is not just a crush" Dean replied.

"Either way, I am not going to stop hanging with her." Matt replied, feeling brave, despite the fact that he was being pressed into a locker by a guy who was twice his size.

"Oh Shit." A voice sounded from behind them. Portman pulled his arm away from Matt and took a step back. "Portman, let him go"

"I wasn't going to hurt him" he told Julie.

"Then what were you going to do?" Julie exclaimed, slapping him on the arm and pushing past him to get to Matt, who was leaning against the locker for support.

"We were just talking, right Matty" Portman replied, looking over Julie's shoulder at the other boy. Matt glanced at him and nodded carefully.

Matt had read Portman's look very clearly. "Yeah Jules, just talking."

"Didn't look like you were 'just talking' to me" Julie replied, looking from one boy to the other.

"I am fine, really Julie" Matt replied, rubbing his arm where Dean had held him against the locker. .

"I don't care" Julie snapped and then turned back to Portman. "Portman has to realise that he cant bully people to get his own way"

"I wasn't…" He began. Julie held up her hand to silence him, and then turned back to Matt.

"Are you sure you are ok Matt?" Matt nodded.

"Yeah, I am fine." He told her, looking quickly to Portman, who had a look of false innocence on his face. "No harm done"

"No physical harm at least" Julie sighed. "Why don't you go to class?"

Matt looked from Portman to Julie. "Ok, see you later"

"Jules, it was not what it looked like" Dean began.

"What, so you were not just holding him up against a locker and threatening him" Julie asked. How dumb did he think she was? Honestly?

"I was not threatening him" Dean defended himself.

"Then what were you talking about" Julie asked, crossing her arms across her chest.

"Math" Dean told her. Julie's jaw dropped.

"Math?" She didn't believe him at all.

"I need a math tutor, and I was asking him if he would help me" Dean told her. Julie shook her head, unbelieving.

"I don't believe you" she replied

He didn't think that she would. "You never believe anything I have to say"

"Because you never seem sincere" Julie informed him. Dean looked outraged.

"Sincere? I am a sincere person" he informed her seriously.

"Sure, when you are not lying to me" Julie retorted. She could not believe that she was having yet another argument with him. It seemed that the days in which he and her we close and could discuss anything were gone, and now, every time they tried to have a civilised conversation about something, they would end up fighting. As much as she was confused by him and their behaviour towards each other, she tried again. "What were you really talking to Matt about"

"I told you, Math" Dean replied

"Dean" she questioned, her hands moving to her hips to show that she was displeased.

"What? I thought that I was 'Portman'" he mocked her. Julie rolled her eyes at him. If he was going to be like that, then she could play that game as well.

"Fine, Portman." She replied, and she thought that she saw an look of disappointment cross his face, but it happened so quickly that she was unsure if she had actually seen it, or if it was just a figment of her imagination. "Can you just, for once, tell me the truth. What were you talking about?"

"You" He sighed truthfully.

"Thought so" Julie mumbled. She lent back against the locker that Matt had been leaning against, crossing her arms in front of her chest again. "What is wrong with you, why are you being like this."

"Like what?"

"This" She exclaimed, indicating to him, unsure of how else to explain herself and the situation that they were in. "Dean, you were just some testosterone filled macho. I for one know that you are not really like that, at least not when you are off the ice. Do I really have some strange effect on you that makes you do stupid things?"

"Stupid things?" he questioned.

"Yeah. Like that goal you scored on Friday night" she replied.

Dean scoffed. "What makes you think that has anything to do with you?"

"Portman, you winked at me. Just like Ken was winking at Courtney. You scored that goal for me" she accused him.

"Wow, some one here is really self centred" he mocked her. Julie rolled her eyes at him again.

"Dean, be serious. Was it your intention to impress me?" she asked. Julie knew that she did not need to know the answer to the question, because she had already made up her own mind about why he had winked at her, but she also decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.

"Did it work?" he asked her.

"Well, you do have skill with the puck" Julie admitting. She could not believe that she had said that to him. Damn her mind and its one track like qualities when it came to hockey.

Dean grinned in a self congratulatory gesture. "Well, then yeah, it was my intention."

"Why?" she asked.

"Why not?" Dean shrugged.

"And why are you being like this with Matt?" Julie asked him.

"Why are you asking me so many questions?" Dean asked her.

Julie sighed angrily. "Are you trying to annoy me?"

"Would it be ok of I was?" Dean smiled.

Julie balled a fist. "Can I hit you if you do?"

"Will that make you feel better?" Dean questioned.

Julie laughed hollowly in defeat. "God, like always, we are getting no where with this conversation. Stop answering my questions with more questions"

"Stop asking questions then. Ever thought that sometimes it is best to just sit back and go with the flow. You don't need to know every single little thing about everything." He told her.

"I do" She mumbled, looking at her feet. Dean had hit another nerve, and now she felt the need to explain herself to him. As much as she hated it when he did that, she found herself softly telling him. "I don't like not knowing what is going on"

"I don't either, but I have no idea what is going on" Dean replied. Julie looked up at him, wondering what he meant. Out of the two of them, she would think that he was the one who knew what was going on. He was the one with all the power in the situation. "I don't know what is going on with you?" he explained.

"With me?" She asked. Dean nodded and stood beside her, his back pressed against the lockers just as hers was. He tried to look casual and not wince at the lock that was pressed into his lower back.

"Yes Jules, with you" he replied carefully. "Why do you keep pushing me away?"

"Because…" Julie thought frantically. She didn't know how to answer the question. But she knew that she had to think of something, and quickly. "I like Matt"

Dean shifted so that his arm was against the locker and he was looking at her. "Liar"

"I am not lying" Julie told him. Her only hope at that point was that she would at least sound sincere.

"Bullshit. Hypocrite." He retorted quickly. Julie looked at him, and he grinned. "You told me that you don't want me to lie to you, and then you turn around and you are lying to me."

"I am not lying, I like Matt" Julie replied.

Dean ran his hand carefully down her arm. "But you don't want Matt"

"Sure I do" Julie replied weakly. Damnit, she groaned. Her legs were beginning to do the whole jelly thing again, and she was caught some where between just wishing he would go away, and wishing he would hurry up and kiss her, just to get it over with. This was getting unbearable. And Julie felt that her dignity was diminishing. It seemed that every time she said 'No' to him, all he would have to do is something small and simple and she would be saying 'Yes'. Julie was ashamed, she was setting the women's rights movement back years, she was sure of it.

"Fine. Keep telling yourself that Jules.." Dean grinned as he realised that her control was beginning to waver. Julie was a fighter, but once he broke down the wall, he was in, and he knew it. His fingers continued to run up and down her arm before resting on her shoulder and playing idly with a few strands of her hair "If you keep telling yourself that you don't love me, then maybe you will start to believe it."

She said indignantly. "I don't love you"

Dean could not help but chuckle a little to himself. "Wow. I almost believed that"

"I…Don't…love…you!" she told him, punctuating each word with a poke to the chest. Dean smiled.

"Getting better. Maybe you should practice that statement in front of a mirror" he told her.

Julie threw her hands up in defeat. "You are such a jerk."

"Only saying that because I am right" Dean shrugged indifferently.

"You want to know why I don't love you?" Julie asked suddenly as she stared angrily at his laughing face. "Because you act like this. You really think that you will win me over with this type of behaviour?"

Dean shrugged again. "Worth a try"

"Well, try something else, it is not working" She told him confidently. Again, Dean smirked.

"I beg to differ" he said tiredly.

Julie stared at the boy beside her, not quite believing his attitude. Fulton had asked her why she couldn't date Dean, and Julie made a note to tell him that there was another reason, he was annoying as hell. "You are so full of yourself Dean"

"And you love me for it" He suggested.

"I do not" Julie told him.

"Yes you do" he argued., moving to stand in front of her, pressing his hands against the metal of the lockers, boxing her in as he had in his room. Julie panicked slightly and wondered if she should knee him in the groin and get away. Deciding that that was over kill, she decided to just talk her way out of the situation, if it was possible.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"I am going to kiss you" Dean replied honestly. Julie pulled away from him.

"No, you cant"

"Why not?" he asked. "If you really don't want me to, I wont."

Suddenly her mouth went dry and she found it impossible to reply to him. Dean took her silence as a lack of protest, and leant forward slowly, giving her the chance to push him away. She didn't, so he kissed her.

Much to his surprise, after a few seconds, she kissed back. He had expected to have to do a little bit of work on her to get her to open up to him, but she responded almost immediately. Dean found himself pulling back in surprise.

"You kissed me back" He accused lightly.

Julie blushed and looked at the floor. "It was a reaction, I would have reacted like that if I was being kissed anyone"

Dean nodded outwardly, yet inwardly, he was happy that he had broken down at least one of Julie's many walls. "Sure"

"I would have" Julie replied firmly.

"Ok, I believe you" Dean smiled, running his hand over her hair and moving to kiss her again. "Millions wouldn't, but I do…"

This time, Julie got a hold of herself and pushed him away when she realised that he was approaching her to kiss yet again. "Ergh, you are so…annoying Dean Portman."

"Thankyou" Dean smiled, stumbling back a little. Julie rolled her eyes and began to walk off down the hallway. She didn't care where she would go, all she knew was that she wanted to get the hell away from Dean. "Hey, where are you going?"

"Away from you" she called over her shoulder.

Dean chuckled. "Don't miss me to much"

Maybe this fighting for Julie thing would not be as hard as he first suspected.

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It took a while of walking around, but Julie finally cleared her hear well enough to head back to her dorm room. She wondered how Fulton was going with the whole 'Talk to Rebecca' thing. Julie decided that she would get him an extra big piece of chocolate cake after dinner as a friendship gesture, because after almost an hour of girly talk and listening to Rebecca cry over Nathan, Julie was not sure that Fulton would really like her that much anymore.

She expected to open the door to at least on corpse, but to her surprise, both Rebecca and Fulton were sitting on the floor in between the two bed, a large pile of different coloured M&M's on the floor in front of them, and a few separate, smaller piles of the individual colours off to the sides.

Fulton looked up when he heard the door open. "Hey Julie!"

Julie pulled her gaze from the odd candy piles on the floor and smiled at her friends, who luckily enough had not murdered each other. Rebecca also looked happy, almost as though she had not been crying at all that afternoon. Her eyes were a little red still, but other then that, she looked cheery. "Oh, hey guys."

"Jules, guess what. Fulton sorts M&M's by colour before he eats them to." Rebecca grinned. Julie could not help but laugh as she collapsed onto her bed and looked down on her friends. Now that she looked down at it, the organised chaos was in fact her roommate and friend sorting the small candies by colour. Rebecca turned to Fulton with an explanation. "We thought I was the only one who did that"

"Well, it is odd, I will admit that" Fulton began. "But the sorting is kind of…"

"Calming" Both Fulton and Rebecca said together, and then they both laughed.

"At least you are smiling now Beck." Julie told her friend.

"You know what Julie." Rebecca grinned. "You were so right. Fulton is the best listener"

"Oh, come on, you are embarrassing me Beck" Fulton said quickly, looking down at the piles of M&M's in front of him so neither girl saw the blush that was staining his cheeks. Rebecca laughed and reached out to ruffle his hair. Fulton laughed and threw a brown M&M at her.

"Just telling the truth." Rebecca shrugged. She was taking handfuls of the little chocolates and using them to form little pictures and words, so far, she had a made a little flower.

Fulton grinned at her and then looked over his shoulder to Julie, who was sill reclining on the bed. "How did it go?"

"I saved Matt. Got into another round of verbal tennis with Dean" Julie sighed.

Fulton rolled his eyes. "He didn't say anything stupid, did he?"

"When does he not?" Julie chuckled.

Rebecca looked up from her chocolate drawings and looked at the other two, confused. "Hey, I thought you two were Dean's friends?"

"We are. But he is just a tiny bit annoying when he wants something he cant have." Fulton replied. Rebecca shrugged.

"So, just give him what he wants" She replied as though it was the easiest answer in the world.

Julie shook her head. "He wants me"

"Oh" Rebecca nodded, and then grinned a little. "Nothing wrong with that"

"Everything wrong with that Beck." Julie replied, collapsing back onto the bed and hugging a pillow to her chest.

Rebecca shrugged, not really understanding. "If you say so"

"What did he say?" Fulton asked, turning his whole body so that he could look at her. Julie sighed and rolled on her side, propping her head up with her hand.

"Nothing important, just a whole heap of alligations were thrown." Julie replied.

"If he hurt you, I will hurt him back" Fulton told her, only half serious. Julie grinned a little.

"Oh, isn't that sweet" Rebecca asked, and Fulton looked over his shoulder at him. "Fulton, you are the worlds coolest guy. Sweet, funny, good looking, considerate… Marry me?"

"You are only asking that because you are on the rebound" He joked. "Ask me again in a month or so."

"Ok." Rebecca smiled, turning back to the candies.

"Oh my god, look at the time." Julie said as she stretched and looked at her clock which she kept on her bedside. "We seriously just missed sixth period"

"So?" both Fulton and Rebecca asked.

"So, I have never skipped a class before." Julie informed both of them. She then stood and picked up her book off of her desk. "I have to go to seventh, either of you coming?"

A look of sheer excitement made itself known on Fulton's face as he pushed himself up from the floor and stood beside Julie. He was practically bouncing in the one spot. "I have advanced furniture construction. Today we are building bread boxes with artistic hand carved trim."

"I think that is a yes from Fult. Are you coming Rebecca?" Julie laughed, feeding off of her friends excitement.

Rebecca held out her hand and Fulton pulled her to her feet. She then went to the corner of the room and picked up the guitar. "I have music. Do you really think I would skip music?"

The three quickly picked up the M&M's (most were eaten, and those that wont were thrown in the war that started when Fulton tried to put one in Rebecca's ear) and then quickly left the room.

As they crossed the school campus to their next class (which they were already a little late for), Fulton cut off Julie's complaint by saying. "Hey Jules, look at it this way, this is the first step towards breaking your predictable image."

"Hey yeah" Julie smiled brightly, and slowed her pace a little, suddenly realising that being late to class was not really such a big deal. "I am going to get a detention for this!"

Ahead of her, Rebecca turned to Fulton. "I think she is the first person I have ever seen would is happy to have a detention…"

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Shout outs

Snorts90 - Nah, I would never let him kill anyone. That would make him go to prison, and you know what they do to the good looking ones in prison.

Cathryn - I loved the bit with the smelly shoes to, it reminded me of my brother and the fight I always have with him about them.

Pixi13 - I am glad you liked it. And don't be so shocker that I like your work. Yeah, our Ken is getting sick of giggly Courtney, I think that I might add a break up in here somewhere, with Ken being the dumper. And I loved the Chinese whispers thing to. I was amazed when I sat down and just typed that. It turned out great.

Kayla - thank you for your review, you will have read more to see if it all works out.

Nikkiloola - HEY, I LOVE FULTON TO. Lets all shout about it. He was one of my favourites when I first watched the films, he was definitely my favourite in the first film, and I realised that he is so mysterious. No one knows anything about him, so you can make him who ever you want to. And he seems like such a sweetie. I hope you like him in this chapter as well.