Romeo and Julie - Chapter 20
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Notes - This is another long one, and I hope you like it, I liked writing it. Another long one, almost 6000. It may seem like this has nothing to do with anything, but by the end of it, I hope that you will love it. Review.
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There was something going around the school. Fulton could feel it in the air as he stepped into the dining hall on Monday morning. The air felt alive with the static of freshly shared gossip. He stood in the doorway and glanced over the tables before him. All of the girls seemed to be whispering, and a few of the boys looked confused.
His first thought was that some how the school had found out about Dean and his adventures into the world of anger and self injury. But then, some one whispered something to her friend and handed over a red flyer. Now that he thought about it, he realised that they all had flyers.
Making his way to the Ducks table, he looked at the few that were already there. Maybe they knew what was going on. "Have you guys seen those flyers that are making their way around the school?"
"Yeah, I have see them, but haven't had a chance to get my hands on any of them" Russ replied, looking over his shoulder to where a group of girls were giggling and pointing to their table. "What are they about?"
"I don't know" Fulton replied, shrugging nervously. If the girls were laughing at the Ducks table, that could mean bad things for them. "I haven't seen them"
"Probably advertising something" Ken replied as he sat at the table. There always seemed to be an increase of giggly girls and confused boys when Eden Hall was approaching a dance. That was probably it. "Is there are dance coming up?"
"I freaking hope not" Goldberg replied firmly. "If there is, I am not going"
"Neither am I, formal protest." Averman smiled. Those who never had dates to the dances were always sitting out as a protest.
"I would get talked into going." Guy sighed sadly, dropping his fork to his plate, suddenly depressed by the concept of a school dance. He hated going. "Connie loves school dances"
Russ smirked. "Really, what do all those relationship books have to say about getting out of dates"
"Don't do it, because girls get pissed when they realise it." Guy replied. The others laughed, but the laughter died down when they noticed Connie standing behind Guy.
"Ahem?" she asked.
Guy didn't even have to turn around to know who it was who was behind him. "Hi Connie, how are you this morning darling"
"Wishing you would stop acting like this relationship is so tough on you." Connie snapped, taking a seat beside Fulton. She then lent across the table and told her boyfriend. "If you want out, just tell me."
"I don't want out" Guy replied.
"Shit, are you fighting, again." Goldberg interrupted them, sighing. "What break up is this?"
"29" Russ replied, and then smiled at Guy. "Not that we are counting or anything Germaine"
"Thanks for the support guys" Guy sighed, and then reached across the table to take Connie's hand. She huffed and pulled it away. "Connie?"
"Not talking to you Guy" Connie replied, crossing her arms across her chest and then leaning into Fulton's side, making it look like he was seeking comfort. Fulton laughed, they always acted like this.
"Oh come on!" Guy exclaimed. Then, he had an idea. "Connie, gossip with me, what's on the flyers"
"Ooh, good question, I don't know." She smiled, eyes wide with excitement. Gossip was one of the best ways to get back on her good side. "I have been trying to get my hands on one since I set foot in the premises this morning. Must be something great then"
Julie entered the dining hall and ran towards the table. Clutched in her hand was one of the flyers. "Guys, we have problems"
Averman laughed. "We have always had problems, so why should we start worrying about it all now?"
"Two of these were shoved under our bedroom door this morning" She said, dropping the crumpled flyers onto the table. Ken took one and Connie took the other. "Beck is out trying to get as many of them as possible and getting rid of them"
"It is one of the flyers" Ken told the group.
" 'Attention all Eden Hall females. Do you know this boy? Of course you do, every one does. His name is Luis Mendoza, and he is a sleaze.' " Connie read the text on the sheet before her. Also on the piece of paper was a picture of Luis in his Ducks jersey. " 'Approach at your own risk.' "
"Poor Luis" Fulton muttered, taking the flyer from Connie. Ken passed his flyer down the table to Adam and Charlie, who had just sat down.
"Who would do this?" Adam asked, handing it to Charlie.
"Every girl he has dated in the last two years would do this" Guy told them.
"Shit" Charlie looked up at the others. "Has he seen these"
Ken shook his head "He was showering when I left the room. Maybe it still safe"
"What the fuck is going on?" Luis asked as he approached the table. Behind him, Dean was looking around the room, the look of confusion on his face, much like many others. "Why is every girl in this place staring at me"
"Well…" Julie began. She didn't want to be the bearer of bad news, but she knew that he had to be told about the flyers. It would be much better to hear it from her then it would be to hear it from some one else.
"What Julie?" Luis asked. Julie reached out for one of the flyers and then handed to Luis. He read it quickly.
"What the fuck" He muttered, and then looked up at his friends. "Who would do this?"
Julie could tell that he was angry. She placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him. "Luis"
"No, I am not going to take this." He replied firmly. "I am not a sleaze, you guys know me, I am not a sleaze"
No one spoke until "Well" Adam began nervously. "You do date a lot"
"Only compared to you Banks." Luis snapped angrily. "A monk gets more dates then you"
Adam stood. "Uncalled for Mendoza"
"What are you going to do about it" Luis asked.
"Boys, honestly." Connie stood, stopping the two of them who looked as though they were about to start screaming at each other, or at least throwing punches. "Luis, calm down. Banksie, he didn't mean it. Luis, Adam was just trying to help"
Luis nodded. He was on edge at the moment, and he shouldn't have taken his anger out on Adam. Or anyone, but he got the feeling he would be snapping at people all day. Just another reason why he hated Mondays. "Sorry Man"
"Its cool." Adam replied, he held out his hand. Luis shook it and then collapsed into the nearest seat. "I am sorry to"
Russ, who was sitting beside him, and was also a self proclaimed master of revenge, turned to Luis. "Right, first you have to work out who did this"
"Nicole" Charlie said from the end of the table.
"Nicole?" Luis asked and then shook his head. "No, not Nicole."
"Nicole?" The rest of the team asked.
Charlie shrugged. "My tutor that Luis has been dating."
"No, Charlie" Luis replied. He had been dating Nicole for about a week, he felt a connection to her, and he didn't think that she would do something like this. "Nicole wouldn't do that"
"Luis, do you know who Nicole is?" Charlie asked.
Luis smiled. "Sure, a good looking girl who knows shit loads about the French revolution."
"She is Rick Riley's cousin" Charlie replied.
Luis collapsed forward onto the table. "She is what"
"Rick Riley's cousin" Charlie repeated.
"Oh no." Luis mumbled into the hard wood finishing of the table in front of him. "Oh no, I am so dead"
Connie asked him. "Have you done anything to piss her off lately?"
"Would it matter? She is Rick Riley's cousin." he asked the tabletop.
Dean spoke up on the subject for the first time since he sat down for breakfast. "But you went on a date with her on Friday, I thought things were going great between the two of you"
"They are, I mean, they were." Luis sighed sadly. "I actually liked Nicole"
"Could this have all been a set up?" Adam asked.
"A set up?" Ken repeated.
"Yeah, maybe she only took the date because Rick told her to. So that he could turn the tables and hurt you" Charlie replied, understanding what Adam was thinking. "I think he is still angry because we beat them"
"Man, that was years ago" Fulton replied. How could some one stay angry about something like loosing a hockey game that happened ages ago.
"So" Russ replied, now that he thought about it, it seemed like a good a reason as any to continue hating the ducks. "We don't know how long Rick Riley holds grudges for."
"A long time man" Adam replied. Out of all of them, he knew the most about the old Varsity players, he had sort of been friends with them when he had played on their team in his freshman year. "When I was in varsity, he was going on about creaming this guy that he knew in pee-wees. He doesn't let things go easy"
"But why is he going after me" Luis asked. The others all looked at him. Did he really not know why Riley would hate him. Luis shook his head and collapsed forward onto the table again. This just kept getting worse and worse. "Wait, don't answer that"
"Guys" Rebecca said as she reached the ducks table. In her hands were a pile of flyers. "I managed to get 198 of the flyers. However many they made, I don't know"
Connie sighed. "They made a lot if they put one in each girls room"
"And lockers" Rebecca replied softly, Luis groaned. This was so horrible for Luis, and it was hurting her to have to say something like that in front of him. He looked so hurt. "I stopped by mine on the way here."
"Ah shit" Luis hit his forehead against the table hard.
"Its ok Mendoza"
"Its not ok, I am being pointed and giggled at" He replied, looking at everyone at the table. "She has to pay. What am I going to do?"
"Ignore it, it will go away" Connie suggested. Julie and Connie hardly approved of pranks anymore, and the boys could careless, they went on with their pranks regardless.
"No way I am ignoring this" Luis replied and then turned to Russ, who was at his side. "Russ, do we have any liquid laxative left"
"No, we went berserk on the last prank and ran out" Russ mused. "Plus, it would be to obvious to do it to her to"
Julie rolled her eyes at the boys. They were really going to prank this girl. "Luis, you can not be serious"
"Why not?" Luis asked.
Well, now that she thought about it, there was not really a reason why they shouldn't prank Nicole. Usually revenge pranks were the most fun. Wait, there was one reason. "You don't even know it was her"
"And how do we find out?" Luis asked.
Dean smiled to himself and said. "A very wise person, very wise, told me recently, the best way to know the truth, is to ask"
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"Courtney, wait up" Ken called as he followed his ex girlfriend from the dining hall. Courtney, who was in her cheerleading uniform, as she seemed to always be, turned when she heard her name being called. She flipped her hair and waited for the person who was calling her to catch up.
"Ken?" She asked, surprised. They had not spoken to each other since he had dumped her. "Ken hi"
"Hey, how are you?" Ken asked politely. He could not believe he was doing this.
"I am really good" Courtney replied. She paused. "Dating some one"
"Good for you" Ken replied. Why on earth had she told him that, he didn't need to know. In fact, he didn't want to know.
Ken sighed, he could not believe that he had been talked into this. "Courtney, we are still friends right?"
"Sure, of course Ken" Courtney smiled.
"Good" Ken smiled, time to be the great charming Ken Wu. "Could you do me a favour?"
Courtney giggled. "Ken, I am not going to make out with you…"
"No, not that" Ken replied. Oh god, not that, not that at all. He handed her one of the flyers. "This"
"One of these was slipped under my door this morning" Courtney replied after she read it quickly. "This is your friend?"
"Roommate, team mate and friend" Ken replied.
"Yeah, poor boy" Courtney sighed. "What do you want me to do?"
"Find out who did it?" Ken asked. Courtney shook her head, refusing to do it. Ken sighed, time to pull out the secret weapon. He pouted at her. "Please, for me"
"Ok, for you" Courtney caved, wondering how it was that Ken could always get her to do things, even if she didn't really want to. It was all just part of the Ken Wu package, she realised as she reached out and playfully ruffled his hair. "Give me a few hours"
"Thanks Courtney."
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"Just hold your head up high Mendoza, it will all be ok" Luis mumbled to himself as he walked down the hall to his first period class. Yeah, good advice Connie, just hold your head up high and pretend that every girl in the school was not laughing at you behind their hands, pretend that the girls were not whispering as he passed, pretend that the few girls at the school that he had dated where not adding fuel to the fire, that those girls were not telling stories about their dates.
He was not a sleaze. Just because he dated a lot did not make him a sleaze. These girls that were spreading the stories were a lot worse then him. He was a saint compared to these girls, and yet, they were being unfair to him and spreading rumours. He was not that bad.
These people didn't know anything about him. They were basing this on rumours and hearsay. There were only 12 other people in this school who really knew him, and none of these girls were one of them. Luis only cared about the opinion of those 12 people, and their opinions of him.
Yeah, he only cared about them, so why on earth did it hurt that these other girls were gossiping about him. It sung, and as much as he told himself that he didn't care, he knew that that was not true. Of course he cared, how could he not.
The Eden Hall girls were all stuck up cows anyway. Beautiful, intelligent, stunningly gorgeous, blonde haired, blue eyed, tiny waisted cows. That was exactly what had gotten him in this trouble in the first place. His weakness for girls, but they all had their own opinions of him.
They were all just paranoid They were the ones who thought that he was cheating, they were the ones who thought that he was playing them all against each other. But he knew he never once had more then one girl at a time, he never once did anything manipulative to any of them. He just dated a lot.
Knowing that, maybe he could keep his head held high.
Turning into his homeroom, he pumped into someone, accidentally making them drop their things. He knelt beside the person as she collected her things. "I am sorry"
The girl smiled nervously. Luis smiled at her and handed her a few books. "It was my fault."
Tucked inside one of her books was a sheet of paper, and Luis automatically knew what it was. One of the flyers. "You are Luis Mendoza, right?"
Luis sighed, he was going to hear about it now. Knowing his luck this girl was a woman's rights activist and would start screaming at her about treating women unfairly. He decided that the best thing he could do was be nice to her. "Yeah, sorry I don't know your name"
"Its ok" The girl replied, looking at her feet, and it was then that Luis realised that she would not start yelling at him, because she seemed so shy. "I wouldn't expect you to"
Luis heard her tone and whispered. "Sorry"
"Don't be" the girl replied, pulling the flyer from her book. Luis held his breath and watched on as she crunched it in her hand and threw it into the bin behind her. As she started off, she called over her shoulder. "Just so you know Luis, I don't believe what the flyers say"
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"Courtney said to give you this" Fulton shivered in mock disgust as he sat at the Ducks table and handed the piece of folded, scented pink paper to Ken. "She had cheerleading practice and an annoying giggle. I seriously forgot that she was in my art class"
"Getting notes from the ex?" Russ smiled. "Ken, you are not getting back with her are you?"
"Hell no" Ken replied, unfolding the note and wincing as the obnoxious perfume that the paper had been soaked in hit his nose. At his side, Dwayne sneezed. "I am just taking advantage of her friendship"
"She told you?" Adam asked from down the table a little. Ken held up his hand while he continued to read.
When he was finished, he passed the not to the next person who wished to read it. To the others, he said "Yeah, we were right with our first guess, Nicole Wyatt-Riley. She and her roommate Matilda made them all up last night using a ducks picture from the Eden Hall website"
"Eden Hall has a website" Averman asked, amazed. "Sorry, not what I should be focusing on"
"So, what are we going to do?" Portman mused. He, as well as all the other Ducks, had spent the whole day so far trying to think of ways to get their revenge. "How are we going to get back at her"
Connie sighed. "Have you learnt nothing from the detentions that you got last time you set up a prank"
"Sure, don't get caught" Dean replied. The others cheered.
"Does any one have any ideas?" Ken asked. Everyone looked down the table to Dean.
"Why are you looking at me?" He asked, running a hand nervously through his hair.
"You were leader of the last one" Goldberg replied.
"And we all ended in detention" Dean laughed. Had they forgotten already?"
Julie took a few seconds, and then spoke up. "Guys, are you serious about this. About pranking her?"
"Sure, why not"
She could not believe that she was going to say this, but sighing, she admitted. "Then I think I have an idea"
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Fulton looked around his room, the book sitting on his knees, reading Romeo and Juliet and waiting for Julie's prank to get underway. He had to admit it was a good idea, something that only a girl would be able to work out. Something so evil, if it all worked out, Julie would be elected queen of the pranks, and she would always have every ducks respect.
And now, they just had to wait.
"Lights out boys" a voice called from outside his room. That was what he had been waiting for. Holding his breath, he kept reading, and didn't turn out his light. "Lights out"
There was a knock at the door, and then it opened, and Meredith stuck her head in. "Mr. Reed, lights out"
"Ok Meredith" he replied, closing the book. His part of the Prank was almost over with. Both bash brothers were accounted for, and even if she didn't know it, Meredith was going to be their alibi.
Meredith looked at the lump in Dean's bed. "Fulton, is Dean ok?"
"Sure, he is" Fulton replied, looking at the lump. This was not suppose to happen, the teacher on duty was not suppose to ask questions. "He is fine"
Meredith just shrugged. "I have just been noticing lately that he has been a bit off"
"He gets like this sometimes" Fulton said, thinking quickly. Meredith, you are wasting our time. He had to get rid of her, so he said the first thing he could think of. "He misses his mom"
"Oh" Meredith looked at the blanket covered lump in the bed and shrugged. Who would have thought that one half of the infamous bash brothers missed his mom so much it put him in an unusual mood. "Night Fulton"
"Night Meredith" Fulton replied, sighing in relief.
The blankets were thrown off of Dean's bed, and 'Dean' sat up "When was the last time Portman washed his sheets?" Adam asked with disgust.
"Recently man, You just cant tell because you have a maid to clean up after you" Fulton replied, digging around under his pillow. Adam stood from Dean's bed, and the two of them crossed to the window. When he found what he was looking for, the walkie talkie that they had used in the ants prank, he pressed down the button and said. "Bed check one complete, decoy Dean worked perfectly."
There was the crackle of static, and then Rebecca's voice said. "Bed check two complete, Jules, you are free to go"
Julie, who was standing in a dark alcove of the girls dorm building, raised her walkie talkie to her mouth and said. "Charlie, waiting on you"
"Ok, she is coming now, I can buy you 10 minutes, tops" Charlie's voice replied. Julie smiled, Distraction number one, Charlie distracting Nicole, would work perfectly.
"Good. Ken, where are you?" She asked.
"Give me two seconds, and Matilda will be out of the room. 15 minutes at the most" Ken's voice replied. Julie smiled. Distraction number two, Ken and Matilda, would hopefully be a success as well. The boys could buy them a window of approximately 10 minutes, and that was all that they needed really.
"Ok" Julie smiled, opening the door to the building and signalling for Dean to quietly follow her. "Lets go"
"You know" He mumbled as they climbed the stair together, getting to the top and making sure that the coast was clear before continuing on. "You still haven't explained what I am doing here"
Julie shrugged and made her way to the door. At the other end of the hall, Ken was talking to Matilda. "You deserve this"
"What?" he asked.
They got half way down the hall and Julie stopped, turned around and pushed him back towards the stairwell. Nicole was coming out of her bedroom. Shit, she realised, Charlie hadn't given them the go ahead, the two of them were going to get caught on the stairs if they didn't think quick.
Dean must have been thinking the same thing, because he grabbed Julie, wrapped his arms around her, and buried her head into his chest. They heard Nicole pass them, and then continue down the stairs.
"Why do I deserve this?"
Julie, who had been so caught up in the fact that she was in Dean's arms, had forgotten all about the conversation that they were having just before they had to hide. His arms were around her waist, holding the two of them together, and her arms wrapped around his shoulders, resting her head on his chest. She had to admit that it was nice. "You weren't here when we snuck into the Varsity dorms and gave them all ants, so I am letting you help me do this"
He let her go, and pulled her up the stairs. "What are we doing?"
"You will see" Julie smiled, getting her head back into the prank. They could not afford to get caught doing this. And Julie realised that maybe it was not such a good idea to have brought Dean with her.
The walkie talkie she held turned to static, meaning all the others that were connected on the same frequency had been turned off. "Static. That's our sign"
"Then we better get going" Julie smiled and made her way to the door of their Nicole and Matilda's dorm room. She tried the doorknob and could not help but groan. "Shit, doors locked"
Dean was one step ahead of her. He pulled out his wallet, opened it, and handed her a phone card. "Here"
"Phone card?" Julie asked, looking at the piece of plastic that she held in her hand. "What I am I going to do with this? Call a locksmith"
He rolled his eyes, took it back from her, and moved her out of the way. "Damnit, you girls who have never broken the law. Move over"
"Wow" Julie smiled as Dean slid the phone card into the gap of the door and the door jamb, jiggled it around a little, and then opened the door. "Teach me that sometime"
"Yeah, ok" He smiled, leading the way into the room. "Now what are we doing?"
"Bathroom" Julie told him, taking her his hand and dragging him to the bathroom door.
Dean tried to hide his confusion. "Bathroom?"
"Come on, we don't have all day" She sighed, opening the door and half closing it behind them. She turned on the light, and then crossed to the shelf of the girls beauty products. There was so much there, she couldn't find what she was looking for. "Come on, come on"
Dean was openly confused now. "What are we looking for?"
"Yes!" Julie exclaimed when she found what she was looking for. A baby blue bottle of shampoo.
"Beauty 101, Mr Portman. This, is Shampoo, ah, preppy shampoo, Baksie's mom probably uses this brand" Julie began, reading the label.
Dean plucked it from her hands and read the label himself. It was some French brand or something. "Banksie probably uses it"
"Yeah, probably, anyway, point of the story is that this stuff retails for about 100 bucks a bottle." Julie grinned evilly, and then dug into her bag that she had with her, pulling out a brown bottle. She held it out for Dean's inspection. "And this, is peroxide"
Dean understood. For years now, his mother had been bleaching her hair with that brand of peroxide, so he knew what it could do to a persons hair. "You, Julie Gaffney, are evil"
"No, Dean Portman, I am the devil. Fill this" she handed him both the bottles, and Dean took off their caps, filling the French shampoo bottle, that smelt like lavender, with peroxide.
Behind him, Julie was looking for something else. "What are you going to do?"
She picked up another bottle, and dug something else out of her bag. "Adding instant tan to their body lotion"
"You are the fucking devil" Dean replied. He hoped he never got on her bad side again, now that he knew that not only could the girl pin him to a bed, but she would have no problems with turning his hair blonde and skin orange.
"That I am" She smiled, opening the bottles of her own. She put the walkie talkie on the bench beside where they are working. "Keep an ear on that static."
"Will do" He smiled.
For a few minutes, they worked in silence. Dean was going to be nice and just add half the bottle of peroxide to the bottle of shampoo, making their brown hair turn into an odd grey shade, but then he decided it would look better as a complete splotchy mess.
As they worked, there was one thing he wanted to know. "Julie, why didn't you bring Connie or Beck with you?"
Julie though for a second, unsure of how to answer that question. She couldn't exactly tell him that she wanted to spend time with him, so she had risked them both getting in trouble, so she just settled with telling him. "Because I trust you"
Dean grinned, put the cap back on the shampoo, and shook it vigorously. "That's good to know"
"Shit shit" Charlie's voice cut through the comfortable silence of the bathroom. "Get yourself the hell out of there" the voice yelled, and Dean and Julie panicked. They threw the lids on the shampoo and body lotion and put them back where they had been found, and then put the other bottles back into Julie's bag. "Out, now, Nicole is heading your way"
Julie opened the door and then closed it again. "Eep, she is in there already" She whispered. Dean didn't need for her to tell her, he could hear the two other girls in the other room talking. "Turn the light off"
He switched off the light and turned to Julie in the darkness. "What are we going to do"
"Well hide, obviously" she told him, and the two of them looked for some where to hide. They both paused in fear as the bathroom door began to open. This time, it was Julie's time to think fast as she took his hand and pulled him into the shower. They squashed themselves into the corner, and hoped that they wouldn't get caught.
"Where did you go?" Nicole asked as Matilda opened the door to the bathroom. Luckily for the two Ducks in the corner, she did not turn on the bathroom light, but managed with the light that was flooding in from the main bedroom. Julie sighed in relief and realised the this was the second time in about an hour that she was being held against Dean. This time, he had her pressed against the tiles of the shower, and her mind went back to all the other times that Dean had pressed her up against something when they had been kissing. Walls, Lockers, floors. Although that was really her pressing her into the floor, but there was pressing and floors involved, so we can overlook that. Julie, you ramble when you are nervous.
Julie looked up at Dean. He was watching Matilda as she brushed her teeth. His breathing was even against her chest. Julie wondered if he even realised that he had his arms wrapped around her or if she was just being a big girl about it all. Maybe she was being a big girl, because all she could think of was how much she liked him holding her like this. She rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his middle.
Being trapped in some one else's bathroom with a boy may not be the most romantic setting in the world, but being trapped in some one else's bathroom with the boy that you loved, there was something completely different and dangerous about that. Love? Oh shut up Julie, her brain told her, of course you love him, how could you not. He was everything that she wanted in a boy.
Strong, loyal, loving, intense and intelligent. It was amazing she had never seen it all before. But as she stood there, she saw it all. And although it was the most inappropriate place in the world, she allowed herself to daydream.
Julie's mind went to how great it would be to have his lips on her again. How nice it had been last time, and how amazing it could be next time. How she would love do have his hands on her body as they kissed, sliding up her spine as he had done that first night. And maybe she would feel brave enough to slip her own hands up under his shirt, to the wonderful toned stomach and chest that she knew that he spent so much time working on. Even in her imagination it felt so real.
And suddenly the fog in her mind cleared. It felt so real because it was real. The bathroom door was shut, and she was being crushed into the tiles by Dean, who was kissing her longingly. She had no idea how long that they had been kissing, but she decided that the didn't care if they never stopped.
Her arms wrapped around his shoulders to keep herself on her feet. Her knees were all rubbery, and Julie wondered briefly if Dean knew what he did to her. Or if she did the same to him. His hand came to stroke her cheeks, and all thoughts were wiped from her mind.
Dean had been surprised when Julie had begun to kiss him. They had been in the shower, hiding from the other girls. He had been watching Matilda closely so that he could ignore the fact that he had Julie with him, pressed against him, and that her arms had somehow wound their way around his body. It was killing him to be trapped with her like this, but he had planned to be a perfect gentleman. He even had a mantra 'She has a boyfriend, she has a boyfriend'
But that was thrown out the window when he had reached up and pulled his mouth to hers in a slow, passionate kiss. He had thought of pushing her away, tried repeating the mantra again, but there was something about the kisses this time. He could not stop. And he didn't.
Her hands were under his shirt now, running fiery fingertips over his muscles (which had a slight bruise on them from where she had pinned him on Saturday.) and his bravely slid down her front, over her breasts and then on. In his mind, there was a little sign. 'Dean Portman, welcome to heaven'
He imagined his next conversation with Joanna. 'Hey sis, made out with her in someone else's shower. Are you proud?' and then Joanna's reply 'Oh, so she dumped the vacuum salesman?'
It was like some one had turned the ice cold water on him. Julie was dating Matt. They shouldn't be doing this. Julie was technically cheating on Matt with him. And as much fun as Dean was having, as much as the selfish side of his brain was telling him that he could easily ignore that fact if it meant making out with her for a little while longer, the other half of his brain, the one that was always there to rain on his parade, informed him that it was wrong. It was wrong, and it was time to put a stop to it.
"Julie" he whispered, and Julie kissed him again. This was going to be harder then he had originally thought. He ran his hands along her cheeks again, and softly pushed her away. "Jules. We shouldn't do this"
"You are right" Julie whispered when she came back to herself. Dean still didn't know the truth, and they were still trapped in Matilda and Nicole's shower. That was another thing. They were trapped in a shower. "Dean"
"Yes?" he asked, taking a deep breath to steady himself.
Julie could not help but smile. "How are we going to get out of here?"
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Shout outs.
Linnie22 - Yeah Julie, tell him. Tell him *shakes fist at Julie Gaffney* tell him. Well, you never know what will happen in the next chapter.
PrincessBethy - Don't worry, I haven't told anyone what the Portman family calls Dean, it will be explained in a few chapters time, I hope.
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Notes - This is another long one, and I hope you like it, I liked writing it. Another long one, almost 6000. It may seem like this has nothing to do with anything, but by the end of it, I hope that you will love it. Review.
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There was something going around the school. Fulton could feel it in the air as he stepped into the dining hall on Monday morning. The air felt alive with the static of freshly shared gossip. He stood in the doorway and glanced over the tables before him. All of the girls seemed to be whispering, and a few of the boys looked confused.
His first thought was that some how the school had found out about Dean and his adventures into the world of anger and self injury. But then, some one whispered something to her friend and handed over a red flyer. Now that he thought about it, he realised that they all had flyers.
Making his way to the Ducks table, he looked at the few that were already there. Maybe they knew what was going on. "Have you guys seen those flyers that are making their way around the school?"
"Yeah, I have see them, but haven't had a chance to get my hands on any of them" Russ replied, looking over his shoulder to where a group of girls were giggling and pointing to their table. "What are they about?"
"I don't know" Fulton replied, shrugging nervously. If the girls were laughing at the Ducks table, that could mean bad things for them. "I haven't seen them"
"Probably advertising something" Ken replied as he sat at the table. There always seemed to be an increase of giggly girls and confused boys when Eden Hall was approaching a dance. That was probably it. "Is there are dance coming up?"
"I freaking hope not" Goldberg replied firmly. "If there is, I am not going"
"Neither am I, formal protest." Averman smiled. Those who never had dates to the dances were always sitting out as a protest.
"I would get talked into going." Guy sighed sadly, dropping his fork to his plate, suddenly depressed by the concept of a school dance. He hated going. "Connie loves school dances"
Russ smirked. "Really, what do all those relationship books have to say about getting out of dates"
"Don't do it, because girls get pissed when they realise it." Guy replied. The others laughed, but the laughter died down when they noticed Connie standing behind Guy.
"Ahem?" she asked.
Guy didn't even have to turn around to know who it was who was behind him. "Hi Connie, how are you this morning darling"
"Wishing you would stop acting like this relationship is so tough on you." Connie snapped, taking a seat beside Fulton. She then lent across the table and told her boyfriend. "If you want out, just tell me."
"I don't want out" Guy replied.
"Shit, are you fighting, again." Goldberg interrupted them, sighing. "What break up is this?"
"29" Russ replied, and then smiled at Guy. "Not that we are counting or anything Germaine"
"Thanks for the support guys" Guy sighed, and then reached across the table to take Connie's hand. She huffed and pulled it away. "Connie?"
"Not talking to you Guy" Connie replied, crossing her arms across her chest and then leaning into Fulton's side, making it look like he was seeking comfort. Fulton laughed, they always acted like this.
"Oh come on!" Guy exclaimed. Then, he had an idea. "Connie, gossip with me, what's on the flyers"
"Ooh, good question, I don't know." She smiled, eyes wide with excitement. Gossip was one of the best ways to get back on her good side. "I have been trying to get my hands on one since I set foot in the premises this morning. Must be something great then"
Julie entered the dining hall and ran towards the table. Clutched in her hand was one of the flyers. "Guys, we have problems"
Averman laughed. "We have always had problems, so why should we start worrying about it all now?"
"Two of these were shoved under our bedroom door this morning" She said, dropping the crumpled flyers onto the table. Ken took one and Connie took the other. "Beck is out trying to get as many of them as possible and getting rid of them"
"It is one of the flyers" Ken told the group.
" 'Attention all Eden Hall females. Do you know this boy? Of course you do, every one does. His name is Luis Mendoza, and he is a sleaze.' " Connie read the text on the sheet before her. Also on the piece of paper was a picture of Luis in his Ducks jersey. " 'Approach at your own risk.' "
"Poor Luis" Fulton muttered, taking the flyer from Connie. Ken passed his flyer down the table to Adam and Charlie, who had just sat down.
"Who would do this?" Adam asked, handing it to Charlie.
"Every girl he has dated in the last two years would do this" Guy told them.
"Shit" Charlie looked up at the others. "Has he seen these"
Ken shook his head "He was showering when I left the room. Maybe it still safe"
"What the fuck is going on?" Luis asked as he approached the table. Behind him, Dean was looking around the room, the look of confusion on his face, much like many others. "Why is every girl in this place staring at me"
"Well…" Julie began. She didn't want to be the bearer of bad news, but she knew that he had to be told about the flyers. It would be much better to hear it from her then it would be to hear it from some one else.
"What Julie?" Luis asked. Julie reached out for one of the flyers and then handed to Luis. He read it quickly.
"What the fuck" He muttered, and then looked up at his friends. "Who would do this?"
Julie could tell that he was angry. She placed a hand on his shoulder to calm him. "Luis"
"No, I am not going to take this." He replied firmly. "I am not a sleaze, you guys know me, I am not a sleaze"
No one spoke until "Well" Adam began nervously. "You do date a lot"
"Only compared to you Banks." Luis snapped angrily. "A monk gets more dates then you"
Adam stood. "Uncalled for Mendoza"
"What are you going to do about it" Luis asked.
"Boys, honestly." Connie stood, stopping the two of them who looked as though they were about to start screaming at each other, or at least throwing punches. "Luis, calm down. Banksie, he didn't mean it. Luis, Adam was just trying to help"
Luis nodded. He was on edge at the moment, and he shouldn't have taken his anger out on Adam. Or anyone, but he got the feeling he would be snapping at people all day. Just another reason why he hated Mondays. "Sorry Man"
"Its cool." Adam replied, he held out his hand. Luis shook it and then collapsed into the nearest seat. "I am sorry to"
Russ, who was sitting beside him, and was also a self proclaimed master of revenge, turned to Luis. "Right, first you have to work out who did this"
"Nicole" Charlie said from the end of the table.
"Nicole?" Luis asked and then shook his head. "No, not Nicole."
"Nicole?" The rest of the team asked.
Charlie shrugged. "My tutor that Luis has been dating."
"No, Charlie" Luis replied. He had been dating Nicole for about a week, he felt a connection to her, and he didn't think that she would do something like this. "Nicole wouldn't do that"
"Luis, do you know who Nicole is?" Charlie asked.
Luis smiled. "Sure, a good looking girl who knows shit loads about the French revolution."
"She is Rick Riley's cousin" Charlie replied.
Luis collapsed forward onto the table. "She is what"
"Rick Riley's cousin" Charlie repeated.
"Oh no." Luis mumbled into the hard wood finishing of the table in front of him. "Oh no, I am so dead"
Connie asked him. "Have you done anything to piss her off lately?"
"Would it matter? She is Rick Riley's cousin." he asked the tabletop.
Dean spoke up on the subject for the first time since he sat down for breakfast. "But you went on a date with her on Friday, I thought things were going great between the two of you"
"They are, I mean, they were." Luis sighed sadly. "I actually liked Nicole"
"Could this have all been a set up?" Adam asked.
"A set up?" Ken repeated.
"Yeah, maybe she only took the date because Rick told her to. So that he could turn the tables and hurt you" Charlie replied, understanding what Adam was thinking. "I think he is still angry because we beat them"
"Man, that was years ago" Fulton replied. How could some one stay angry about something like loosing a hockey game that happened ages ago.
"So" Russ replied, now that he thought about it, it seemed like a good a reason as any to continue hating the ducks. "We don't know how long Rick Riley holds grudges for."
"A long time man" Adam replied. Out of all of them, he knew the most about the old Varsity players, he had sort of been friends with them when he had played on their team in his freshman year. "When I was in varsity, he was going on about creaming this guy that he knew in pee-wees. He doesn't let things go easy"
"But why is he going after me" Luis asked. The others all looked at him. Did he really not know why Riley would hate him. Luis shook his head and collapsed forward onto the table again. This just kept getting worse and worse. "Wait, don't answer that"
"Guys" Rebecca said as she reached the ducks table. In her hands were a pile of flyers. "I managed to get 198 of the flyers. However many they made, I don't know"
Connie sighed. "They made a lot if they put one in each girls room"
"And lockers" Rebecca replied softly, Luis groaned. This was so horrible for Luis, and it was hurting her to have to say something like that in front of him. He looked so hurt. "I stopped by mine on the way here."
"Ah shit" Luis hit his forehead against the table hard.
"Its ok Mendoza"
"Its not ok, I am being pointed and giggled at" He replied, looking at everyone at the table. "She has to pay. What am I going to do?"
"Ignore it, it will go away" Connie suggested. Julie and Connie hardly approved of pranks anymore, and the boys could careless, they went on with their pranks regardless.
"No way I am ignoring this" Luis replied and then turned to Russ, who was at his side. "Russ, do we have any liquid laxative left"
"No, we went berserk on the last prank and ran out" Russ mused. "Plus, it would be to obvious to do it to her to"
Julie rolled her eyes at the boys. They were really going to prank this girl. "Luis, you can not be serious"
"Why not?" Luis asked.
Well, now that she thought about it, there was not really a reason why they shouldn't prank Nicole. Usually revenge pranks were the most fun. Wait, there was one reason. "You don't even know it was her"
"And how do we find out?" Luis asked.
Dean smiled to himself and said. "A very wise person, very wise, told me recently, the best way to know the truth, is to ask"
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"Courtney, wait up" Ken called as he followed his ex girlfriend from the dining hall. Courtney, who was in her cheerleading uniform, as she seemed to always be, turned when she heard her name being called. She flipped her hair and waited for the person who was calling her to catch up.
"Ken?" She asked, surprised. They had not spoken to each other since he had dumped her. "Ken hi"
"Hey, how are you?" Ken asked politely. He could not believe he was doing this.
"I am really good" Courtney replied. She paused. "Dating some one"
"Good for you" Ken replied. Why on earth had she told him that, he didn't need to know. In fact, he didn't want to know.
Ken sighed, he could not believe that he had been talked into this. "Courtney, we are still friends right?"
"Sure, of course Ken" Courtney smiled.
"Good" Ken smiled, time to be the great charming Ken Wu. "Could you do me a favour?"
Courtney giggled. "Ken, I am not going to make out with you…"
"No, not that" Ken replied. Oh god, not that, not that at all. He handed her one of the flyers. "This"
"One of these was slipped under my door this morning" Courtney replied after she read it quickly. "This is your friend?"
"Roommate, team mate and friend" Ken replied.
"Yeah, poor boy" Courtney sighed. "What do you want me to do?"
"Find out who did it?" Ken asked. Courtney shook her head, refusing to do it. Ken sighed, time to pull out the secret weapon. He pouted at her. "Please, for me"
"Ok, for you" Courtney caved, wondering how it was that Ken could always get her to do things, even if she didn't really want to. It was all just part of the Ken Wu package, she realised as she reached out and playfully ruffled his hair. "Give me a few hours"
"Thanks Courtney."
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"Just hold your head up high Mendoza, it will all be ok" Luis mumbled to himself as he walked down the hall to his first period class. Yeah, good advice Connie, just hold your head up high and pretend that every girl in the school was not laughing at you behind their hands, pretend that the girls were not whispering as he passed, pretend that the few girls at the school that he had dated where not adding fuel to the fire, that those girls were not telling stories about their dates.
He was not a sleaze. Just because he dated a lot did not make him a sleaze. These girls that were spreading the stories were a lot worse then him. He was a saint compared to these girls, and yet, they were being unfair to him and spreading rumours. He was not that bad.
These people didn't know anything about him. They were basing this on rumours and hearsay. There were only 12 other people in this school who really knew him, and none of these girls were one of them. Luis only cared about the opinion of those 12 people, and their opinions of him.
Yeah, he only cared about them, so why on earth did it hurt that these other girls were gossiping about him. It sung, and as much as he told himself that he didn't care, he knew that that was not true. Of course he cared, how could he not.
The Eden Hall girls were all stuck up cows anyway. Beautiful, intelligent, stunningly gorgeous, blonde haired, blue eyed, tiny waisted cows. That was exactly what had gotten him in this trouble in the first place. His weakness for girls, but they all had their own opinions of him.
They were all just paranoid They were the ones who thought that he was cheating, they were the ones who thought that he was playing them all against each other. But he knew he never once had more then one girl at a time, he never once did anything manipulative to any of them. He just dated a lot.
Knowing that, maybe he could keep his head held high.
Turning into his homeroom, he pumped into someone, accidentally making them drop their things. He knelt beside the person as she collected her things. "I am sorry"
The girl smiled nervously. Luis smiled at her and handed her a few books. "It was my fault."
Tucked inside one of her books was a sheet of paper, and Luis automatically knew what it was. One of the flyers. "You are Luis Mendoza, right?"
Luis sighed, he was going to hear about it now. Knowing his luck this girl was a woman's rights activist and would start screaming at her about treating women unfairly. He decided that the best thing he could do was be nice to her. "Yeah, sorry I don't know your name"
"Its ok" The girl replied, looking at her feet, and it was then that Luis realised that she would not start yelling at him, because she seemed so shy. "I wouldn't expect you to"
Luis heard her tone and whispered. "Sorry"
"Don't be" the girl replied, pulling the flyer from her book. Luis held his breath and watched on as she crunched it in her hand and threw it into the bin behind her. As she started off, she called over her shoulder. "Just so you know Luis, I don't believe what the flyers say"
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"Courtney said to give you this" Fulton shivered in mock disgust as he sat at the Ducks table and handed the piece of folded, scented pink paper to Ken. "She had cheerleading practice and an annoying giggle. I seriously forgot that she was in my art class"
"Getting notes from the ex?" Russ smiled. "Ken, you are not getting back with her are you?"
"Hell no" Ken replied, unfolding the note and wincing as the obnoxious perfume that the paper had been soaked in hit his nose. At his side, Dwayne sneezed. "I am just taking advantage of her friendship"
"She told you?" Adam asked from down the table a little. Ken held up his hand while he continued to read.
When he was finished, he passed the not to the next person who wished to read it. To the others, he said "Yeah, we were right with our first guess, Nicole Wyatt-Riley. She and her roommate Matilda made them all up last night using a ducks picture from the Eden Hall website"
"Eden Hall has a website" Averman asked, amazed. "Sorry, not what I should be focusing on"
"So, what are we going to do?" Portman mused. He, as well as all the other Ducks, had spent the whole day so far trying to think of ways to get their revenge. "How are we going to get back at her"
Connie sighed. "Have you learnt nothing from the detentions that you got last time you set up a prank"
"Sure, don't get caught" Dean replied. The others cheered.
"Does any one have any ideas?" Ken asked. Everyone looked down the table to Dean.
"Why are you looking at me?" He asked, running a hand nervously through his hair.
"You were leader of the last one" Goldberg replied.
"And we all ended in detention" Dean laughed. Had they forgotten already?"
Julie took a few seconds, and then spoke up. "Guys, are you serious about this. About pranking her?"
"Sure, why not"
She could not believe that she was going to say this, but sighing, she admitted. "Then I think I have an idea"
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Fulton looked around his room, the book sitting on his knees, reading Romeo and Juliet and waiting for Julie's prank to get underway. He had to admit it was a good idea, something that only a girl would be able to work out. Something so evil, if it all worked out, Julie would be elected queen of the pranks, and she would always have every ducks respect.
And now, they just had to wait.
"Lights out boys" a voice called from outside his room. That was what he had been waiting for. Holding his breath, he kept reading, and didn't turn out his light. "Lights out"
There was a knock at the door, and then it opened, and Meredith stuck her head in. "Mr. Reed, lights out"
"Ok Meredith" he replied, closing the book. His part of the Prank was almost over with. Both bash brothers were accounted for, and even if she didn't know it, Meredith was going to be their alibi.
Meredith looked at the lump in Dean's bed. "Fulton, is Dean ok?"
"Sure, he is" Fulton replied, looking at the lump. This was not suppose to happen, the teacher on duty was not suppose to ask questions. "He is fine"
Meredith just shrugged. "I have just been noticing lately that he has been a bit off"
"He gets like this sometimes" Fulton said, thinking quickly. Meredith, you are wasting our time. He had to get rid of her, so he said the first thing he could think of. "He misses his mom"
"Oh" Meredith looked at the blanket covered lump in the bed and shrugged. Who would have thought that one half of the infamous bash brothers missed his mom so much it put him in an unusual mood. "Night Fulton"
"Night Meredith" Fulton replied, sighing in relief.
The blankets were thrown off of Dean's bed, and 'Dean' sat up "When was the last time Portman washed his sheets?" Adam asked with disgust.
"Recently man, You just cant tell because you have a maid to clean up after you" Fulton replied, digging around under his pillow. Adam stood from Dean's bed, and the two of them crossed to the window. When he found what he was looking for, the walkie talkie that they had used in the ants prank, he pressed down the button and said. "Bed check one complete, decoy Dean worked perfectly."
There was the crackle of static, and then Rebecca's voice said. "Bed check two complete, Jules, you are free to go"
Julie, who was standing in a dark alcove of the girls dorm building, raised her walkie talkie to her mouth and said. "Charlie, waiting on you"
"Ok, she is coming now, I can buy you 10 minutes, tops" Charlie's voice replied. Julie smiled, Distraction number one, Charlie distracting Nicole, would work perfectly.
"Good. Ken, where are you?" She asked.
"Give me two seconds, and Matilda will be out of the room. 15 minutes at the most" Ken's voice replied. Julie smiled. Distraction number two, Ken and Matilda, would hopefully be a success as well. The boys could buy them a window of approximately 10 minutes, and that was all that they needed really.
"Ok" Julie smiled, opening the door to the building and signalling for Dean to quietly follow her. "Lets go"
"You know" He mumbled as they climbed the stair together, getting to the top and making sure that the coast was clear before continuing on. "You still haven't explained what I am doing here"
Julie shrugged and made her way to the door. At the other end of the hall, Ken was talking to Matilda. "You deserve this"
"What?" he asked.
They got half way down the hall and Julie stopped, turned around and pushed him back towards the stairwell. Nicole was coming out of her bedroom. Shit, she realised, Charlie hadn't given them the go ahead, the two of them were going to get caught on the stairs if they didn't think quick.
Dean must have been thinking the same thing, because he grabbed Julie, wrapped his arms around her, and buried her head into his chest. They heard Nicole pass them, and then continue down the stairs.
"Why do I deserve this?"
Julie, who had been so caught up in the fact that she was in Dean's arms, had forgotten all about the conversation that they were having just before they had to hide. His arms were around her waist, holding the two of them together, and her arms wrapped around his shoulders, resting her head on his chest. She had to admit that it was nice. "You weren't here when we snuck into the Varsity dorms and gave them all ants, so I am letting you help me do this"
He let her go, and pulled her up the stairs. "What are we doing?"
"You will see" Julie smiled, getting her head back into the prank. They could not afford to get caught doing this. And Julie realised that maybe it was not such a good idea to have brought Dean with her.
The walkie talkie she held turned to static, meaning all the others that were connected on the same frequency had been turned off. "Static. That's our sign"
"Then we better get going" Julie smiled and made her way to the door of their Nicole and Matilda's dorm room. She tried the doorknob and could not help but groan. "Shit, doors locked"
Dean was one step ahead of her. He pulled out his wallet, opened it, and handed her a phone card. "Here"
"Phone card?" Julie asked, looking at the piece of plastic that she held in her hand. "What I am I going to do with this? Call a locksmith"
He rolled his eyes, took it back from her, and moved her out of the way. "Damnit, you girls who have never broken the law. Move over"
"Wow" Julie smiled as Dean slid the phone card into the gap of the door and the door jamb, jiggled it around a little, and then opened the door. "Teach me that sometime"
"Yeah, ok" He smiled, leading the way into the room. "Now what are we doing?"
"Bathroom" Julie told him, taking her his hand and dragging him to the bathroom door.
Dean tried to hide his confusion. "Bathroom?"
"Come on, we don't have all day" She sighed, opening the door and half closing it behind them. She turned on the light, and then crossed to the shelf of the girls beauty products. There was so much there, she couldn't find what she was looking for. "Come on, come on"
Dean was openly confused now. "What are we looking for?"
"Yes!" Julie exclaimed when she found what she was looking for. A baby blue bottle of shampoo.
"Beauty 101, Mr Portman. This, is Shampoo, ah, preppy shampoo, Baksie's mom probably uses this brand" Julie began, reading the label.
Dean plucked it from her hands and read the label himself. It was some French brand or something. "Banksie probably uses it"
"Yeah, probably, anyway, point of the story is that this stuff retails for about 100 bucks a bottle." Julie grinned evilly, and then dug into her bag that she had with her, pulling out a brown bottle. She held it out for Dean's inspection. "And this, is peroxide"
Dean understood. For years now, his mother had been bleaching her hair with that brand of peroxide, so he knew what it could do to a persons hair. "You, Julie Gaffney, are evil"
"No, Dean Portman, I am the devil. Fill this" she handed him both the bottles, and Dean took off their caps, filling the French shampoo bottle, that smelt like lavender, with peroxide.
Behind him, Julie was looking for something else. "What are you going to do?"
She picked up another bottle, and dug something else out of her bag. "Adding instant tan to their body lotion"
"You are the fucking devil" Dean replied. He hoped he never got on her bad side again, now that he knew that not only could the girl pin him to a bed, but she would have no problems with turning his hair blonde and skin orange.
"That I am" She smiled, opening the bottles of her own. She put the walkie talkie on the bench beside where they are working. "Keep an ear on that static."
"Will do" He smiled.
For a few minutes, they worked in silence. Dean was going to be nice and just add half the bottle of peroxide to the bottle of shampoo, making their brown hair turn into an odd grey shade, but then he decided it would look better as a complete splotchy mess.
As they worked, there was one thing he wanted to know. "Julie, why didn't you bring Connie or Beck with you?"
Julie though for a second, unsure of how to answer that question. She couldn't exactly tell him that she wanted to spend time with him, so she had risked them both getting in trouble, so she just settled with telling him. "Because I trust you"
Dean grinned, put the cap back on the shampoo, and shook it vigorously. "That's good to know"
"Shit shit" Charlie's voice cut through the comfortable silence of the bathroom. "Get yourself the hell out of there" the voice yelled, and Dean and Julie panicked. They threw the lids on the shampoo and body lotion and put them back where they had been found, and then put the other bottles back into Julie's bag. "Out, now, Nicole is heading your way"
Julie opened the door and then closed it again. "Eep, she is in there already" She whispered. Dean didn't need for her to tell her, he could hear the two other girls in the other room talking. "Turn the light off"
He switched off the light and turned to Julie in the darkness. "What are we going to do"
"Well hide, obviously" she told him, and the two of them looked for some where to hide. They both paused in fear as the bathroom door began to open. This time, it was Julie's time to think fast as she took his hand and pulled him into the shower. They squashed themselves into the corner, and hoped that they wouldn't get caught.
"Where did you go?" Nicole asked as Matilda opened the door to the bathroom. Luckily for the two Ducks in the corner, she did not turn on the bathroom light, but managed with the light that was flooding in from the main bedroom. Julie sighed in relief and realised the this was the second time in about an hour that she was being held against Dean. This time, he had her pressed against the tiles of the shower, and her mind went back to all the other times that Dean had pressed her up against something when they had been kissing. Walls, Lockers, floors. Although that was really her pressing her into the floor, but there was pressing and floors involved, so we can overlook that. Julie, you ramble when you are nervous.
Julie looked up at Dean. He was watching Matilda as she brushed her teeth. His breathing was even against her chest. Julie wondered if he even realised that he had his arms wrapped around her or if she was just being a big girl about it all. Maybe she was being a big girl, because all she could think of was how much she liked him holding her like this. She rested her head on his shoulder and wrapped her arms around his middle.
Being trapped in some one else's bathroom with a boy may not be the most romantic setting in the world, but being trapped in some one else's bathroom with the boy that you loved, there was something completely different and dangerous about that. Love? Oh shut up Julie, her brain told her, of course you love him, how could you not. He was everything that she wanted in a boy.
Strong, loyal, loving, intense and intelligent. It was amazing she had never seen it all before. But as she stood there, she saw it all. And although it was the most inappropriate place in the world, she allowed herself to daydream.
Julie's mind went to how great it would be to have his lips on her again. How nice it had been last time, and how amazing it could be next time. How she would love do have his hands on her body as they kissed, sliding up her spine as he had done that first night. And maybe she would feel brave enough to slip her own hands up under his shirt, to the wonderful toned stomach and chest that she knew that he spent so much time working on. Even in her imagination it felt so real.
And suddenly the fog in her mind cleared. It felt so real because it was real. The bathroom door was shut, and she was being crushed into the tiles by Dean, who was kissing her longingly. She had no idea how long that they had been kissing, but she decided that the didn't care if they never stopped.
Her arms wrapped around his shoulders to keep herself on her feet. Her knees were all rubbery, and Julie wondered briefly if Dean knew what he did to her. Or if she did the same to him. His hand came to stroke her cheeks, and all thoughts were wiped from her mind.
Dean had been surprised when Julie had begun to kiss him. They had been in the shower, hiding from the other girls. He had been watching Matilda closely so that he could ignore the fact that he had Julie with him, pressed against him, and that her arms had somehow wound their way around his body. It was killing him to be trapped with her like this, but he had planned to be a perfect gentleman. He even had a mantra 'She has a boyfriend, she has a boyfriend'
But that was thrown out the window when he had reached up and pulled his mouth to hers in a slow, passionate kiss. He had thought of pushing her away, tried repeating the mantra again, but there was something about the kisses this time. He could not stop. And he didn't.
Her hands were under his shirt now, running fiery fingertips over his muscles (which had a slight bruise on them from where she had pinned him on Saturday.) and his bravely slid down her front, over her breasts and then on. In his mind, there was a little sign. 'Dean Portman, welcome to heaven'
He imagined his next conversation with Joanna. 'Hey sis, made out with her in someone else's shower. Are you proud?' and then Joanna's reply 'Oh, so she dumped the vacuum salesman?'
It was like some one had turned the ice cold water on him. Julie was dating Matt. They shouldn't be doing this. Julie was technically cheating on Matt with him. And as much fun as Dean was having, as much as the selfish side of his brain was telling him that he could easily ignore that fact if it meant making out with her for a little while longer, the other half of his brain, the one that was always there to rain on his parade, informed him that it was wrong. It was wrong, and it was time to put a stop to it.
"Julie" he whispered, and Julie kissed him again. This was going to be harder then he had originally thought. He ran his hands along her cheeks again, and softly pushed her away. "Jules. We shouldn't do this"
"You are right" Julie whispered when she came back to herself. Dean still didn't know the truth, and they were still trapped in Matilda and Nicole's shower. That was another thing. They were trapped in a shower. "Dean"
"Yes?" he asked, taking a deep breath to steady himself.
Julie could not help but smile. "How are we going to get out of here?"
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Shout outs.
Linnie22 - Yeah Julie, tell him. Tell him *shakes fist at Julie Gaffney* tell him. Well, you never know what will happen in the next chapter.
PrincessBethy - Don't worry, I haven't told anyone what the Portman family calls Dean, it will be explained in a few chapters time, I hope.
Bloody Raine - *crying* Don't yell at me. Joking, yell all you want.
Amy77 - You will just have to keep reading to find out what happens next.
Kayla - That's cool that you reviewed small, I just expect twice as much this time.
Ashcake - There you go, another update.
Cake Eaters Girly 99 - You have told me about a million times that you love Beck and Fulton together, but I don't mind. Well, I don't even know what is happening (wait, I do) but you will just have to keep reading to find out what happens.
