A/N: YAY!!!!! Jenny and Brad RULE!!!!!!!! ^^ Okay, so in the last chappie,
Jenny got asked out by Brad. So, in THIS chappie, Brad and Jenny will go to
the dance! ^o^ And for the first part of this chapter, it's NOT in Jenny's
POV. So, let's get this chapter going already! :)
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Dance Dance Recreation (Chapter 3)
So, the week continued into the next. Jenny, after waiting those long seven days, was excited. For it was finally the day of the Valentine's Dance at Tremorton High. The students were all frantically running around in the hallways, during school hours, with their friends and dates talking about how fun it was going to be. Since the dance was being held two hours after school, they all had plenty of time to think about what was going to happen. As in, if this girl was going to go out with this certain guy, if this one dude was going to break up with this one girl, or if someone was finally going to get their first kiss, and so on.
Jenny, on the other hand, wasn't thinking anything of the sort. All she was interested in was Brad. Nothing but that. She was now getting into the 'Write a note and stick it in his locker' phase. Just two days ago, on Wednesday, she wrote a note saying, "I miss you! XOXO!! ^-^" When she had just seen him at locker break two minutes before she stuffed it into his locker's small slit. But Brad didn't mind this. It just made him happy to see that she actually had feelings for him too. Brad really liked Jenny now that she liked him back. Heck, if Brad said it in HIS own words, he would say 'Loved' instead of 'Liked'.
(Jenny's POV)
While everyone was hanging out in the hallways getting in trouble by Radzinski and other teachers, Brad was walking me to my next class. He decided to bring up a conversation, since my next class was a small piece far from where we were.
Brad started. "So, Jenny. You told me you can talk all kinds of different languages on the phone last night. I mean, I remember the little Japanese incident, but I didn't know you could speak all languages known to man! That's pretty cool! What language is your favorite?"
I answered his question very optimistically. "Well, my favorite would have to be French, because it's just so much fun to speak with the French accent!"
"Cool, Jen. In that case, tell me something in French."
"Okay... hmmm... Je t'aime." I told him, giggling.
"What does that mean?" Brad asked.
I was just about to tell him what it meant when one of Brad's teachers pulled him by the arm and told him that he had missed a homework assignment. Brad blinked.
"I did?" He asked.
The teacher nodded. "Yes, it was the bookwork in the Literature book," The teacher handed him the book. "I want you to finish it before the end of school today, or you will be staying after school in detention and will not participate in the dance this evening."
Brad's jaw dropped. "But I was absent that day! It's not fair that I missed it in the first place! I'm not going to be able to finish that work by the end of the day!"
"Then I guess you'll get the detention until it's complete." The teacher turned around and walked off.
Brad was absolutely fuming. He walked over to me with the book in hand. He tried to tell me goodbye in his normal sweet tone, but it didn't quite come out that way.
"I-Guess-I'll-See-You-After-School-Jenny....Bye..." He said, grinding his teeth and talking like my little sister, XJ-8. It was kind of funny, but when you know he could get detention and not be able to go to the dance you have been waiting for for a week, it's really disheartening.
I told him goodbye and went on into my class. But right when I walked into the door, I had just remembered that I was going to tell him what "je t'aime" meant. I quickly ran back out the door to tell him, but he was gone.
"Whoa, he's fast... He should try out for cross-country!' I thought smiling.
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(Brad's POV)
It was the end of the day, and I had so little of my homework finished. I decided to take action, so I ran over to Jenny's house. Damn, did I have the perfect plan!
I ran to the Wakeman house and knocked on the door, and Mrs. Wakeman answered. "Hello? Oh, it's you, Bradley. What do you want? Want to see XJ- 9?" She asked, cleaning her glasses with a small cloth she got from her coat pocket.
"No'm, Dr. Wakeman, just wanting to ask you a little favor." I told her, closing my eyes with delight and stuck out my hand to give her my homework paper and book. "You think you might have a machine in there to get this little portion of homework done for me? Because if I don't get it done NOW, I won't be able to go to the dance with Jenny."
"Hmmm...." She examined the paper. "I may just have the thing for you! Come into my lab, Bradley." She led me into the house and down a flight of stairs to a room about as large as the living room, only bigger. She directed me to a small machine.
"Okay, give me your book," She requested. I provided her with the book in my hand, and she placed it atop a scanner installed into the machine. "When I scan the page of this book in the mechanism's central processing unit, it will recognize the data on the book's page. Therefore, giving you all the answers to your homework. Pretty P-hat, huh?"
"Uh, yeah... So, when do I get my homework answers?" I inquired her.
"Right..... Now!" She pulled a piece of paper from a printer below the scanner in the machine. She handed me the paper.
"Oh! COOL! Thank you SO much Mrs. Wakeman! You're the coolest!" I told her, giving her a very small hug.
"Oh, well, I did it only because young XJ-9 has been talking about how much fun she was going to have at her first school dance, and if you couldn't go, it would have broken her heart. She's up in her room right now if you want to talk to her."
"Uh, I can't right now, I have to hurry and get back to the school to hand in my paper! I'll see you and Jenny when I come to pick her up at six! See ya!" I ran out the door and scurried back to the school yard to hand in my now finished homework. I bet Jenny is going to be so happy when she finds out that I got my homework over and done with. I can't believe that my language teacher gave me this homework to begin with.... But oh well. At least I still get to go to the dance with Jenny.
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A/N: I hope this chapter was long enough for you guys. I never have enough time to type fanfics anymore. TOO MUCH SCHOOL WORK. Just like this chapter. Things like what happened in this chapter are like what happens to me. Except for the REALLY awesome machinery Wakeman had. I wish I had a machine that did that for me. It would be soooooo awesome. Well, see ya in the next chappie! Thanks for all your reviews and for taking the time to ACUALLY review on this thing! ^^
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Dance Dance Recreation (Chapter 3)
So, the week continued into the next. Jenny, after waiting those long seven days, was excited. For it was finally the day of the Valentine's Dance at Tremorton High. The students were all frantically running around in the hallways, during school hours, with their friends and dates talking about how fun it was going to be. Since the dance was being held two hours after school, they all had plenty of time to think about what was going to happen. As in, if this girl was going to go out with this certain guy, if this one dude was going to break up with this one girl, or if someone was finally going to get their first kiss, and so on.
Jenny, on the other hand, wasn't thinking anything of the sort. All she was interested in was Brad. Nothing but that. She was now getting into the 'Write a note and stick it in his locker' phase. Just two days ago, on Wednesday, she wrote a note saying, "I miss you! XOXO!! ^-^" When she had just seen him at locker break two minutes before she stuffed it into his locker's small slit. But Brad didn't mind this. It just made him happy to see that she actually had feelings for him too. Brad really liked Jenny now that she liked him back. Heck, if Brad said it in HIS own words, he would say 'Loved' instead of 'Liked'.
(Jenny's POV)
While everyone was hanging out in the hallways getting in trouble by Radzinski and other teachers, Brad was walking me to my next class. He decided to bring up a conversation, since my next class was a small piece far from where we were.
Brad started. "So, Jenny. You told me you can talk all kinds of different languages on the phone last night. I mean, I remember the little Japanese incident, but I didn't know you could speak all languages known to man! That's pretty cool! What language is your favorite?"
I answered his question very optimistically. "Well, my favorite would have to be French, because it's just so much fun to speak with the French accent!"
"Cool, Jen. In that case, tell me something in French."
"Okay... hmmm... Je t'aime." I told him, giggling.
"What does that mean?" Brad asked.
I was just about to tell him what it meant when one of Brad's teachers pulled him by the arm and told him that he had missed a homework assignment. Brad blinked.
"I did?" He asked.
The teacher nodded. "Yes, it was the bookwork in the Literature book," The teacher handed him the book. "I want you to finish it before the end of school today, or you will be staying after school in detention and will not participate in the dance this evening."
Brad's jaw dropped. "But I was absent that day! It's not fair that I missed it in the first place! I'm not going to be able to finish that work by the end of the day!"
"Then I guess you'll get the detention until it's complete." The teacher turned around and walked off.
Brad was absolutely fuming. He walked over to me with the book in hand. He tried to tell me goodbye in his normal sweet tone, but it didn't quite come out that way.
"I-Guess-I'll-See-You-After-School-Jenny....Bye..." He said, grinding his teeth and talking like my little sister, XJ-8. It was kind of funny, but when you know he could get detention and not be able to go to the dance you have been waiting for for a week, it's really disheartening.
I told him goodbye and went on into my class. But right when I walked into the door, I had just remembered that I was going to tell him what "je t'aime" meant. I quickly ran back out the door to tell him, but he was gone.
"Whoa, he's fast... He should try out for cross-country!' I thought smiling.
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(Brad's POV)
It was the end of the day, and I had so little of my homework finished. I decided to take action, so I ran over to Jenny's house. Damn, did I have the perfect plan!
I ran to the Wakeman house and knocked on the door, and Mrs. Wakeman answered. "Hello? Oh, it's you, Bradley. What do you want? Want to see XJ- 9?" She asked, cleaning her glasses with a small cloth she got from her coat pocket.
"No'm, Dr. Wakeman, just wanting to ask you a little favor." I told her, closing my eyes with delight and stuck out my hand to give her my homework paper and book. "You think you might have a machine in there to get this little portion of homework done for me? Because if I don't get it done NOW, I won't be able to go to the dance with Jenny."
"Hmmm...." She examined the paper. "I may just have the thing for you! Come into my lab, Bradley." She led me into the house and down a flight of stairs to a room about as large as the living room, only bigger. She directed me to a small machine.
"Okay, give me your book," She requested. I provided her with the book in my hand, and she placed it atop a scanner installed into the machine. "When I scan the page of this book in the mechanism's central processing unit, it will recognize the data on the book's page. Therefore, giving you all the answers to your homework. Pretty P-hat, huh?"
"Uh, yeah... So, when do I get my homework answers?" I inquired her.
"Right..... Now!" She pulled a piece of paper from a printer below the scanner in the machine. She handed me the paper.
"Oh! COOL! Thank you SO much Mrs. Wakeman! You're the coolest!" I told her, giving her a very small hug.
"Oh, well, I did it only because young XJ-9 has been talking about how much fun she was going to have at her first school dance, and if you couldn't go, it would have broken her heart. She's up in her room right now if you want to talk to her."
"Uh, I can't right now, I have to hurry and get back to the school to hand in my paper! I'll see you and Jenny when I come to pick her up at six! See ya!" I ran out the door and scurried back to the school yard to hand in my now finished homework. I bet Jenny is going to be so happy when she finds out that I got my homework over and done with. I can't believe that my language teacher gave me this homework to begin with.... But oh well. At least I still get to go to the dance with Jenny.
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A/N: I hope this chapter was long enough for you guys. I never have enough time to type fanfics anymore. TOO MUCH SCHOOL WORK. Just like this chapter. Things like what happened in this chapter are like what happens to me. Except for the REALLY awesome machinery Wakeman had. I wish I had a machine that did that for me. It would be soooooo awesome. Well, see ya in the next chappie! Thanks for all your reviews and for taking the time to ACUALLY review on this thing! ^^