Romeo and Julie - Chapter 15

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Notes - I am a lot happier with this chapter, I hope you like it. Review and tell me.

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Julie entered her room and threw her keys, they landed on her desk, slid across the clean surface, and hit the wall, sliding down between the wall and the side of the desk. Julie didn't care, she was to angry. As she paced, she glared at Rebecca, who was laying on her bed, her head buried in one of her pillows.

"I am stuck somewhere between yelling at you, and giving you the silent treatment."

"Julie" Rebecca began, rolling over to look at her roommate, who was obviously angry. Julie was angry at her, but she was to preoccupied to care. There was to much on her mind. "I said I am sorry"

"You showed up on my date" Julie exclaimed angrily. Beck collapsed back and stared at the ceiling, giving Julie time to continue her rant. "Beck, that was my date with Matt, I would never interfere with your dates"

"I am sorry" Rebecca mumbled.

"I cant believe that you did that Beck" Julie glared. "Really!"

"Jules"

"I mean, how would you feel if I did that to you. You would hate me" Julie practically yelled as she continued to pace the small amount of carpet between the two beds.

"And I deserve your hate" Rebecca admitted, sounding about as depressed as she felt. "But can you just bitch at me later, please?"

"What's the matter?" As much as Julie was annoyed at Beck, she could see that something had happened to her to make her act this way. She let all her rage towards her friend fall and crossed to her bed, sitting on the edge and stroking the other girls hair. "Beck?"

"He tried to kiss me" she sighed.

"Who, Fulton?" Julie asked, and then stopped to kick herself. Who else would it be? "Right, of course it was Fulton"

Rebecca sat up, hugging her pillow to herself. "I pushed him away"

"Why?" Julie asked. From what she had seen, Rebecca and Fulton had been getting on like a house on fire, but then again, that could have been the problem. "What happened?"

"It was just to soon. I mean, I only broke up with Nathan on Monday. It is only Thursday" Beck replied sadly.

"I understand."

"But, I cant shake the feeling that this changes everything" Rebecca replied sadly. "What if he doesn't want to be my friend because he thinks that I rejected him"

"There is one thing that you will learn about Fulton. He is as loyal as hell." Julie smiled, kicking off her shoes and pulling her feet under her on the bed. "He is like a dog that you try to leave at the Grand Canyon, but then two days later he shows up at your front door, all covered in mud and twigs"

Even though she chuckled a little, Beck frowned also. "Don't be mean to Fult"

"I am not being mean, I am stating a fact. He is like a big lovable puppy" Julie replied, standing and crossing to her closet to find a different shirt to wear to dinner. She could get away with keeping the same jeans on, but she would have to changer her shirt, otherwise it would be to obvious to the other Ducks that she had gone out somewhere, and then she would have to answer some pretty awkward questions, since it seemed that everyone had an opinion on her private life. "He will find his way back to you Rebecca. It may take a few days, and his pride may be hurt a little, because lets face it, he is a guy, but nothing will have changed."

"Do you think that if I explained to him why I pushed him away he will forgive me?" Rebecca called as Julie disappeared into their bathroom to change.

"You could" Julie replied, exiting the bathroom and throwing her dressy shirt in the washing pile. "But I am sure that he understands. Another thing, he is not as dumb as he looks."

"I know, he is not dumb at all." Rebecca replied, then threw herself back onto her bed, sighing and grinning. "He is smart, and sweet, and funny, and loving, and loyal, and good looking"

"And you are falling in love with Fulton" Julie sang.

"Love is a little strong. I didn't even love Nathan and I dated him for a year" Rebecca told Julie softly. Beck seemed pensive all of a sudden. "How can I fall in love with one boy in less than a week"

"Because it is Fulton" Julie replied. "How can you not fall in love with a man like that."

"You didn't" Beck sighed.

"Because that is different" Julie informed her. "From day one, he has been a brother to me…like all the other boys"

Beck grinned and mumbled. "Then what you feel for Dean must be incest"

"What?" Julie asked.

"Nothing" Beck shrugged innocently

"Ok" Julie replied. She knew that her friend had said something, and she was also sure that she had heard the word 'Dean' in there. She felt better just to ignore her. "But just play it cool with Fulton. If he likes you as much as I think that he does, he will stand by you as your friend until you are sure you want something more"

"You really think Fulton likes me?" Rebecca asked her. Julie smiled. Beck was usually so full of confidence that it was amazing that she was so unsure of his feelings for her. Anybody could see that what ever attraction that Rebecca had for Fult, Fult was returning.

"Beck, how could he not." Julie hugged her friend as she assured her. "You will make each other happy"

"Thanks Julie" Beck smiled.

"But Beck, as much as I love you as a sister, I want you to know that if you ever do anything to hurt Fulton, I will have to hurt you." She told him, still hugging her. Rebecca grinned, she knew the way the Ducks were. Mess with one, the rest will kill you. "Ok, no hard feelings"

"Ok" she smiled.

Julie stood and put her shoes on again. "You coming down to dinner"

"Either that or I don't eat." Rebecca stood and found her own shoes, pulling them on quickly. They got as far as the door before Rebecca stopped Julie again. "Julie, does this mean I am forgiven for crashing your date?"

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Luis was shovelling food into his mouth using the fork that he was holding in his right hand, and was holding a book in his left, reading it quickly.

"Luis, what are you doing?" Guy asked him as he sat across from him at the table. Connie lowered her tray to the table as well and sat in the seat beside Guy.

"Studying" he replied, waving in their general direction with his fork. A piece of mashed potato fell off of his fork and landed with a splat on the table, but Luis was to involved in his reading to care about it. Guy and Connie, who were surprised by Luis's reply, turned to Ken for explanation.

"I know, I am scared to" Ken admitted, staring at Luis suspiciously. "I room with him, and I have never seen him studying"

"Luis, why are you studying history, the test was today" Averman asked, sitting beside Guy and quickly looking at the title of the book. "No point in studying now"

"Maybe he is checking the answers that he got wrong" Adam replied from Luis' other side. When everybody gave him blank stares, Adam looked at his plate. "What, you guys don't do that?"

"I do" Connie replied. Adam smiled at her.

Russ rolled his eyes. "Adam, you are now officially a girl in my book"

"Shut up" Adam snapped at him. The others all laughed as he turned back to Luis. "Now, why are you studying"

"I have a date" he told them absently.

"With who?" Averman asked. "Helen of Troy?"

Guy laughed with the others who were all chuckling at Averman's jokes. "Shouldn't you be reading 'Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus' or something?"

"What, just because you did!" Luis looked at him over the top of his history book.

"Only because Connie asked me to" Guy defended himself.

"Is it good?" Goldberg asked him.

"Goldberg!" The whole table laughed. Goldberg shook his head.

"What, it is an honest question" Goldberg shrugged.

"I didn't really read it" Guy replied, looking at his plate in front of him. Connie narrowed her eyes at her boyfriend. "I just made shit up, Connie bought it, so I was happy"

"Once again, back to what we was talking about." Ken turned to his friend. He had to admit that although this was not the first time that Luis had done something to impress a girl, it was the first time he had done something like studying. "Luis, why are you studying ancient history to go on a date?"

"He is going out with my tutor." Charlie smiled, taking a seat beside Adam. "Wants to seem sophisticated."

"Oh my, Mendoza has hit a new low" Guy rolled his eyes at the speed skater.

"I can go lower" Luis replied quickly. "But when I get the girl, who will have the last laugh"

"We will, when she dumps you a week later" Connie told him.

"You are so mean." Luis glared playfully at her. "You look all sweet and innocent Connie, but you really are a bitch…"

"She's a what" Guy asked.

"Beautiful girl" Luis covered quickly. "You are a very lucky guy, Guy"

"Don't let the tutor hear you say that" Russ replied. "Otherwise you will be studying for nothing"

"Not necessarily, he might pass the next test" Ken laughed.

"You better start passing, or you will be…" Goldberg added

"Riding the pine pony" the rest of the ducks chorused. A few people at other tables looked across to find out what was going on, but when they realised it was just another discussion from the Duck's table, they went back to their own dinners.

"Don't worry about me. Worry about Russ and his C in musical theory" Luis replied, turning the page in his book and continuing to absorb the information.

"Hey, leave it be alright" Russ laughed. He had only gotten a C on one exam, so it was not enough to pull him back, but if he did it again, it would be a problem. "I am working on it"

At the edge of the group, Fulton, who had been quiet for most of the meal, turned to the group. "Pass the salt"

"Fult, that is like, the first time you have spoken tonight." Charlie looked down the table at his friend. "Are you ok?"

"Headache" Fulton lied quickly. It wasn't completely a lie, he did have a headache, from worrying that he had stuffed things up with Rebecca.

On the bus home he had realised why she had pushed him away. Rebecca had dated Nathan Wesley for almost a year, and it had only ended between them less then a week ago. It was to soon for him to be making moves on her. He felt like such a jerk.

Adam spoke up. "I have some pain killers in my room if you need them"

"No, I can deal." He smiled at the other boy quickly. "Thanks anyway Banksie"

At his side, Julie leant a little closer to him and softly said "She had a reason"

"I know" Fulton sighed. "I completely forgot about Nathan"

"I am glad you realised it wasn't about you" Julie told him.

"Does she hate me?" Fulton asked her softly. Julie smiled.

"She thinks that you hate her" she replied. Fulton was surprised.

"Why? I am the one who was a jerk" Fulton replied quickly.

Julie could not help but grin at her friend. "You two are so sweet"

"And what does that mean?" Fulton asked.

"Beck was worried that she would lose you because you would think she had rejected you, and you think that you will lose her because you overstepped the bounds."

"Could you let her know that she wont lose me because of that" Fulton asked Julie. It was more like begging, and Julie thought that it was really sweet. "I have never felt this connected to some one…"

"Maybe you can tell her that." Julie grinned, poking her friend in the side.

"I will" Fulton dipped his head to hide his blush. "One day"

Julie smiled at her friend and his adorable blushing habit, that he always tried to hide from people. Most people saw him blushing, but of course, due to his size, and the fact that he could very easily beat them up, no one ever said anything about it to him.

"Are you mad at me for crashing the date?" Fulton asked after he had gotten his blush under control again.

"Lots of heavy duty grovelling will make it all better" Julie replied, smiling.

"Just as long as you don't hate me" Fulton grinned.

Julie wrapped an arm around Fulton's shoulders (well, she tried to, didn't work very well since he was bigger then her) "It is impossible to hate you"

"Isn't that the truth!" Dean grinned, putting his tray on the table and taking a seat across from them. He paused when he realised who he had sat down in front of, but there was nothing he could do. It would be to rude for him to move seats now. "Hey Julie"

"Hi Dean" She smiled politely. "How are you?"

"Good, thanks" Dean told her, and then paused, dropping his fork. "Actually bad"

"Bad?" Julie asked.

"I need your help" Dean began. "Please"

"With what?" Julie asked suspiciously. She would not put it past him to have planned some type of set up. Something like locking them in a room together until she broke and told him that she loved him.

"Study Shakespeare with me tonight" Dean asked her. "Please"

"Is that such a good idea?" Julie looked at him. Ok, so it wasn't a plan to lock them in a room or anything. But it was a plan to spend time together. As much as Julie wanted to be his friend again, she didn't know if there were at a point in their friendship where she could study with him. Especially studying something like Romeo and Juliet.

"Julie. I told you I would back off, and I will" Dean informed her, and Julie smiled, believing him. "You want us to be friends, I do to, so please, come help out your friend, because he spent the whole afternoon trying to work out what this shit means"

"Ok, I will help you" Julie replied. Dean smiled.

"Thank you" He sighed happily. "Thank you, thank you, thank you"

"I will come by your room after dinner" Julie told him, turning back to her food.

"I owe you big time Jules"

"Don't worry about owing me." She dismissed. "I am being selfish, because I don't want to get up on as stage with a crappy leading man…"

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"Dude, you are going to leave, right?"

"Leave?" Fulton looked from where he was sitting at his desk, flicking little balls of paper across the room and onto Dean's desk. "You are just studying"

"Yeah, but…" Dean stopped what he was doing (kicking his dirty clothes, books, magazines and miscellaneous crap under his bed and then pulling his comforter down to cover the mess. ) "I don't want you to see how much I suck at this."

"You don't suck man" Fulton replied. "You are an awesome actor"

"Only because I read the script about a thousand times and read all the cliff notes cheat sheets before I perform in class." Dean replied. It was nice that Fulton and all the other Ducks had so much faith in him, it was amazing that some one like Meredith had had enough faith in him to give him the role in the first place, but now, he was beginning to feel like a fraud. He didn't understand things, and he had less then two months to get it all perfect. "And that first day, Julie and I ripped the play apart and put it back together in our own words. That was why I did so well that day"

"Ok, I will leave." Fulton stood. "I will go hang out with Ken. With Luis on a date and him being newly single, it will be cool to catch up with him"

Dean looked at him. "I thought you would go hang out with Beck"

"I could, but I don't know if I will be very welcome over there today" Fulton shrugged.

"Why?" Dean asked him, and then rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you managed to screw things up with her already"

"Not screw them up" Fulton explained. "Just maybe set back proceedings a little. But it is ok. I will just give her tonight and then apologise tomorrow"

"I don't know how you stay single so long man" Dean shook his head, chuckling. "I thought that girls loved that whole sentimental shit"

"They just don't expect it of me, is all" Fulton replied, opening the door. On the other side was Julie, her hand ready to knock on the door. "Hey Julie"

"Hi guys" She smiled brightly. Then she turned to Fulton, who was obviously on his way out. "You're going?"

"Yeah, um…" Fulton turned and picked up a random book. He didn't want it to seem like he had been kicked out of his room by his own friend, because Julie would jump to conclusions, and they would, of course, be the wrong ones. "Studying with Ken tonight"

"Ok, well, have fun" Julie smiled and watched him leave. Then, she mumbled to herself. "Why do I feel like I have been set up"

"Not a set up Jules." Dean smiled nervously at her. "Come in, sit. We can even keep the door open if you don't trust me not to ravish your body."

Julie smirked. "I trust you Dean"

"Good" he grinned. "Sit"

"Fetch. Play dead" Julie muttered. Dean laughed.

"Sorry" he replied, sitting on the floor between the beds. He expected Julie to sit on one of the beds, or at one of the desks, but she sat on the floor in front of him. "So…"

"So…" Julie began, distractedly. "What section do you want to work on?"

"I don't mind" Dean shrugged. "I am kind of floundering with the whole thing"

"Well, lets work on the orchard scene." Julie replied, pulling her folded playbook out of the beck pocket of her jeans. Dean reached for his that was sitting on the bedside table, and flipped to the right page. "Both our characters have a lot to say there"

"I hate this scene." He told her. "Lots of words which mean I love you"

"Sometimes you need all the words to get it across" Julie shrugged.

"I don't think so" Dean replied. "Why use ten words when you can say it in three"

"It is sometimes nice to hear the emotions behind it."

Dean sighed. "If it was true love, Juliet should know how Romeo feels"

"How would Juliet know if Romeo doesn't tell her" Julie asked.

"If their connection is as instantaneous as they say it is, she shouldn't need words" Dean replied, skimming the words before him absently. "The saying is love at first sight, not love after first conversation."

"I don't believe in love at first sight" Julie shrugged. Dean looked up at her, amazed. "Love comes in segments"

"Segments?"

"Sure, you fall in love with a part of a person first." Julie told him. "Not with the whole thing"

"Is that really what you think?"

"Yeah" Julie commented, and then decided that she should explain herself. "People fall in love with some one physically, that is love at first sight. Falling in love with some ones body. Falling in love with their soul, that is completely different."

"That is really depressing that you think that way Jules" Dean told her.

Julie couldn't help but laugh. "And you are some big romantic?"

"Sure, why not" Dean replied nonchalantly. "I grew up with the same stories you did. Princesses locked in towers, waiting for the fair prince to come and set them free. I am just waiting to find the right princess."

Julie just stared at her friend, who was reading the play silently. "You are so full of surprises"

"I can deal with that" he looked up at her and grinned. "Better then you telling me that I am full of shit"

"So, you are a Romeo in enforcers clothing" Julie asked, stretching her legs out in front of her.

"I actually think that Romeo would be an enforcer" Dean shrugged. "Honestly, if Romeo and Juliet were in our time, Romeo would play hockey or football, and Juliet would be a cheerleader from an opposing school, because that would be the only reason that two teenagers would hate each other."

"Why cant it be the other way around?" Julie asked.

"Why cant what be the other way around?" Dean looked up at her.

"Why cant Juliet be an athlete and Romeo be…" Julie began.

"A brain?" Dean finished for her.

"I was going to say cheerleader" Julie corrected. "But sure, Romeo could be a brain. Or a criminal, or a loser, a moron…"

"Then Juliet could be a bitch" Dean told her. "Or a slut, an innocent, a ghost. Juliet could be a street kid for all we know"

"Romeo could be a street kid as well"

"Romeo could be the aggressor" Dean said softly, as though he was unsure of what he was about to say. Julie stared at him, and Dean grew more confident in his theory. "Think about it. What if Romeo is really the bad guy in all this. Where does it say that Tybalt is the bad guy?"

"Well…"

"No, it is assumed that he just wants to split up Romeo and Juliet" Dean replied, stopping Julie for looking in her book for a certain passage that said Tybalt was evil, he was the villain of the play, so that would have to be in there somewhere. "How do we know that Tybalt isn't like Fulton"

"Fulton?" Now Julie was confused. What the hell did Fulton have to do with it?

"A nice guy who just wants to look after the girls that mean a lot to him" Dean replied. "What if Romeo was the bad guy all along?"

"Tybalt killed Mercutio"

"How do we know that wasn't an accident?" Dean asked. "Fighting some one with a sword in your hand. How many times have you accidentally poked some one with a pen, or something else that you were holding?"

"Then why did he run?" Julie asked.

"Wouldn't you?" Dean asked her. "Tybalt was scared. No matter who his uncle was, murder was murder. Whether it was manslaughter or murder, he killed Mercutio. And then Romeo killed him. It was no problem for him to cold bloodedly hunt down Tybalt and murder him"

"He did it out of revenge" Julie answered. "You would do the same thing. If some one killed Fulton, you would hunt them down"

"You are right" Dean admitted. "if anyone was to mess with any of the ducks, I will at least cause some bodily harm. It is human nature, but either way, I don't think Romeo really had to think twice about killing Tybalt."

"Would you?" Julie asked. "Think twice, I mean."

"I would have a moments hesitation." Dean began slowly. "I am not a murderer"

"But Romeo felt remorse for his actions" Julie replied.

"Only because his banishment means he wont be in Verona with Juliet anymore." Dean told Julie, who couldn't help but admit that some of his points did make sense. She could not believe it, she was having a intellectual conversation about literature with Dean. "He cares more about her then his crime"

"So you think that Tybalt is the good guy?" Julie confirmed.

"Not 'good' just 'misunderstood'" Dean suggested. "Why, do you think I am wrong?"

"No, it is just…" Julie tried to explain what it was that she was thinking, but knew that she would have issues with getting it across and making it sound innocent, so she decided to just go with. "That was not the way it was written"

"How do you know" Dean asked suddenly. "It could be that he was written differently, but after all these years of acting him as a murderous jerk, that is what he has become"

"How did you come up with this?" Julie asked, amazed.

"I read a few notes on the play, other peoples college papers and stuff, just to see if it would help me understand" Dean admitted. "All it did is confuse me more, because now I have all these different ways of looking at it, and I don't know which is right"

"I am sure that they are all right, just different" Julie replied, and Dean smiled. "But it is up to Meredith, the director, as to which way it all turns out. So I think you should just play it as Romeo being the good guy."

"You probably think I am crazy, right?" Dean asked her.

"Crazy?" Her jaw dropped. How could he be crazy for having an opinion. "Not at all. Sometimes it is good to have these sort of conversations. I like having intelligent conversations…"

Dean sighed. "Like the conversations you have with Matty?"

"Yeah" Julie was hoping that she could get though the night without someone bringing up Matt. Without Dean bringing up Matt. He knew about the date, so he would be able to make it all awkward if he wanted to.

"Does Matty Boy like hockey?" Dean interrupted the silence.

"Please don't call him Matty Boy" Julie replied softly.

"Sorry" Dean surrendered. "Matthew. Does Matthew like hockey"

"He doesn't follow it" Julie replied. She saw Dean's jaw drop, and knew that under it all, he was dying to say something. "Go on, say it, you have a comment"

"Of course I do" Dean grinned. "But I promised I would back off"

Julie could not help but smile at him. "Thank you, that's sweet"

"That's me, I am sweet" Dean laughed.

"So, are we going to study any?" Julie asked, stretching her hands about her head. It had been a long day, full of surprises, and although she would have liked to spend time here, with Dean, with his new no pushing, friends only attitude, it was getting a little late.

"What time is it?" He asked, turning to the clock on the bedside table. "Half an hour till curfew, would we get much work done?"

"Probably not" Julie smiled, stretching out on the floor, her back on the carpet. She looked to the side. "I have always been curious as to what boys keep under their bed"

"That is Fulton's bed, so don't expect anything exciting" Dean smiled. Julie lifted the comforter a little and smiled. It was true, there wasn't much there. His skates. A pile of old hockey magazines. And an old suitcase.

"Then I am going to have to have a look under your bed then" Julie smiled. Dean chuckled.

"No, I cant let you do that!" he replied, sliding down to lay on his side, blocking the access to the underworld of his bed where all the rooms mess was stuffed.

"Why, is it a mess?" Julie smiled, moving a little closer. "Are you a slob Dean Portman?"

"Not a slob, just not as neat as I could be" he replied nonchalantly. Julie grinned and then jumped up on his bed.

"Or maybe that is where you hide your teddy bear." Julie teased. "The one that you cant live without?"

"Nah, he is over there on the desk" Dean replied. Julie looked to his desk to see a brown teddy bear sitting in the corner of it. She recognised it from the Team USA memorabilia that they all had. It was a teddy bear with skates and a little team USA jersey on it. She was sure that if she turned it around, it would have Portman on the back. The team had all laughed at how corny the collectors items were for the Goodwill Games, but everyone had them. Julie was sure that hers (a white bear with a goalies helmet and the name Gaffney on the back was back in Maine on her bed). Not many took pride of place on some ones school desk though.

"Then if you have nothing to hide" Julie grinned and tried to push him away from where he was blocking her way. It was good to just laugh with him like this again.

"Julie." Dean laughed as she pushed him away. "Julie really there is nothing to see."

"Just a quick look" she smiled. Dean sighed and moved away, but didn't realise that Julie was leaning her weight on his as she was hanging off the side of the bed. When he moved, she came crashing down onto him.

He caught her the best that he could. Julie laughed nervously as she realised that she was once again within a close proximity to Dean, and he was once again touching her.

"Well…" Julie smiled and pushed herself away from him casually. "I should go"

She was almost gone by the time that he managed to call out to her. "Julie, I am sorry"

"No, don't be sorry, It was my fault" Julie dismissed. "I will talk to you tomorrow"

Dean sighed heavily and collapsed back onto the floor. And that was the way Fulton found him when he came back to the room.

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Shout outs.

Kayla - Holy doolie girl, that is a long review. I hope this chapter satisfies the hunger. You little fit throwing made me laugh. For the love of everything pure huh? I will have to remember that. I am glad I didn't drop Beck's character either. She went from being a name, to some one who interrupted kisses, to someone who smiled at Fult in the hallway, and that day, that Rebecca told me that she had to smile at Fulton was the day I realised that Fulton and Rebecca were already together in my mind, they just had to get there in the fic. And I don't mind long reviews, in fact, I love them, so keep it up.

Bloody Raine - I am glad you liked Becks sneakiness. I think that that would be something I would do to. Making sure that Dean and Fulton were in the same room before telling Fult the big secret.

KShyne99 - Thank you for your review, and also for you're your advice. I know it is unnatural, but it is something that my old English teacher used to shove down our throats "Don't abbreviate." I know it is not really an abbreviation, but I guess in my mind I just automatically tells my hands to type the whole word.

Cake Eaters Girly 99 - Wouldn't it be cool if things did just materialise. Snap fingers. Ice Cream. Snap fingers. Lots of reviews. Snap fingers. Fulton Reed and Dean Portman at our beck and call. That would be the life. I laughed out loud when you asked if Julie is a retard. No, she isn't. She just doesn't know what she wants.

Linnie22 - More play practice, you got it. It was actually quite odd, to begin with, I was going to have everything happening in the play practices. And then I thought, well, we have to have a hockey practice, and then a hockey game, and next think I know, I was straying away from the classroom and talking about creepy teachers. My Fulton is awesome? I think Fulton is awesome in general. I love Fult, he is so…fantastic.

DuckHockey00214496 - I am glad you liked that chapter, I had so much fun writing it.

Lya37 - I agree that not all people who are interested in science are geeks. I was categorised as a geek at school, but for some reason, I was a cool geek. Me and my lab partner used to blow things up (it got to a point where the class would only do experiments at times when they knew for sure that me and my lab partner were going to be absent.) But I love science.