A/N: Hi! Here I am again, I guess it must be fate...sorry listening to Cher
right now and those are the lyrics playing. But before I add more, I have
some notes to my reviewers whom I love so dearly:
Vrigo-Eyes: I love that line too—Tootie from the Facts of Life said it!!! Glad you like it---keep reading!
LilVickiRyan: Thanks---I actually did get some sleep—fell asleep while reading about USA, Canada and Cambodia laws and watching Golden Girls—let me tell you the odd dreams that followed and how I ended up waking up to some odd hyper chick on TV. Anyway stay tuned.
Angel9220042004: thanks—yeah, isn't he great, but Spinelli has a plan to get him to really quit! Stay tuned for more!
Damson rhee: Thank you---I would be concerned too—keep reading!
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Saturday rolled into Sunday and Sunday rolled into the beginning of a new school week and yet more drama for the students of Washington High School.
"Where the hell is Gretchen?" Spinelli asked, looking at her watch. "She was supposed to be here by now."
"Probably behind the school giving some random guy some action," Jessie remarked, adjusting her cowboy hat. "But if she goes near my man Skeenz, my boot print is gonna be permanently tattooed to her scrawny ass!"
"Damn, girl, you sound just like I did when I was younger." Spinelli laughed as she closed her locker. "I wonder where she is, she is never this late,"
"Well she better get here soon, before we are late," Vicki said. "The first bell rings in a couple minutes.
"Well, if you want to see Gretch, you might want to try the police station, where she was for most of Saturday night," a nasty, gruff voice told them from behind. The girls turned around and saw Randal standing there. "Hey Vicki, what do you say we meet up after school and let me show you a good time. Only we wont get caught the way Gretchen and Guru Kid did." He put his arm around Vicki and pulled hr close to him.
"Ewww, get off of me, you freak!" Vicki cried out in disgust, trying to push him off her.
"What's the matter, am I not good enough for you or something?" Randal asked his arms still around her.
"I said get away from me! I don't date people outside my species." Vicki managed to squirm away from him and slap him across the face, but Randal still tried to put his arm around her.
"I believe the lady said that she wanted to be left alone, punk" Lawson growled from behind. "Now are you going to let her go, or am I going to have to teach you a lesson after school?" Lawson walked closer to Randal, slowly taking Vicki's hand and gently moving her to his side.
"OK,OK, you win, this time, I'll back off," Randal rolled his eyes and walked away, silently cursing under his breath.
"Wow, that was interesting, if Randal backed off, then maybe it means things will finally settle down between the two gangs," Kellie said hopefully, as they watched Randal walk into a nearby classroom.
"No, that was too easy. Something else is going to happen," Sammi predicted.
"I hope not, it's bad enough this showdown is happening, I don't want anything else to happen," Jenn looked worried.
"I hope not either," Vicki said, looking up at Lawson. "Thanks for saving me from alarm clock freak over there,"
"Anything for you, little lady," Lawson responded with a grin. "Now how about you let me go buy you some coffee before class?" He took Vicki's hand and led her down to the cafeteria, both of them smiling and quietly talking to each other.
"That was cute," Kellie said with a smile watching the couple blooming before them. "Reminds me of when King Freddie and I started dating."
"Yeah, I hope they are happy together," Jenn agreed.
"So do I, but we need to get to class before the bell rings" Spinelli informed them.
"What about Gretchen?" Sammi asked, looking down the slowly emptying hallway.
"Forget her, she's probably cutting class now too," Jessie rolled her eyes. "We can't spend time worrying about her when she is out ruining her life."
"Wait here she comes, finally." Sammi smiled and waved to their friend who was quickly walking down the hallway, dodging nasty glances and whispers from her classmates.
"Hey girl, what's up?" Jenn asked as Gretchen approached them.. Gretchen pulled off her sweatshirt, showing off another one of her outfits that looked as if it had been stolen from Lil' Kim's closet.
"Her criminal record!" Lance the Pants called as he passed by.
"Huh? Gretchen, what is going on? What is with all these nutty stories?" Kellie asked gently, putting her arms around her friend.
"I kinda got taken down to the police station this weekend," Gretchen answered as the girls walked down the hall and to their classroom.
"Ugh, now that is wrong!" Jenn declared, walking up to the board and erasing the 'For a Good Time Call Gretchen Grundler' message that was written in big bold letters.
"Yeah, really, now what happened?" Spinelli asked once they were sitting down.
"Guru Kid and I kinda got caught in the act and got in trouble for it. we were arrested, but no charges were filed. We just need to perform community service for awhile," Gretchen answered lightly, sounding almost proud of her actions. "Bad part is, I'm grounded and not allowed to do anything else but school and work, which means me lying about study groups some more, no big."
"Lying again, don't you learn from your mistakes?" Sammi asked.
"It's not my fault we got caught. Guru Kid needs to learn how to keep quiet, if you know what I'm saying." Gretchen let out a sigh and took out her makeup. "Besides, he isn't very good."
"Gretch, no offense, but this is like the fifth guy you hooked up with in the past week. Aren't you afraid of people thinking you are a slut?" Jessie asked her.
"It isn't me being a slut. I am merely doing an experiment on how culture plays a role in male anatomy. Like, does a man's culture play a role in the size of....."
"OK, we get it, but come on, just stop doing this, I don't want you to get a reputation," Spinelli hugged her friend. "It hurts me to see that you are doing something that can hurt you."
"It's fine, so I got caught in the Home Depot shed and got grounded and arrested. I don't have an STD and I am not pregnant. Stop worrying."
"If you say so, but don't come crying to us when your words come to bite you in the ass," Jessie mumbled under her breath as Mr. Dude walked into the classroom, officially beginning another week of school, one that was still filled with more drama and surprises nobody expected to have to deal with.
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A/N: this whomped and I'm sorry. It is basically a filler to lead up to some stuff that is going to happen. However, you are going to need to wait until Sunday to find out what I mean, because I am visiting my family this weekend and won't be able to update. But please read and send me a nice soul hug review to make me happy when I get back! Thanks and happy reading!
Vrigo-Eyes: I love that line too—Tootie from the Facts of Life said it!!! Glad you like it---keep reading!
LilVickiRyan: Thanks---I actually did get some sleep—fell asleep while reading about USA, Canada and Cambodia laws and watching Golden Girls—let me tell you the odd dreams that followed and how I ended up waking up to some odd hyper chick on TV. Anyway stay tuned.
Angel9220042004: thanks—yeah, isn't he great, but Spinelli has a plan to get him to really quit! Stay tuned for more!
Damson rhee: Thank you---I would be concerned too—keep reading!
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Saturday rolled into Sunday and Sunday rolled into the beginning of a new school week and yet more drama for the students of Washington High School.
"Where the hell is Gretchen?" Spinelli asked, looking at her watch. "She was supposed to be here by now."
"Probably behind the school giving some random guy some action," Jessie remarked, adjusting her cowboy hat. "But if she goes near my man Skeenz, my boot print is gonna be permanently tattooed to her scrawny ass!"
"Damn, girl, you sound just like I did when I was younger." Spinelli laughed as she closed her locker. "I wonder where she is, she is never this late,"
"Well she better get here soon, before we are late," Vicki said. "The first bell rings in a couple minutes.
"Well, if you want to see Gretch, you might want to try the police station, where she was for most of Saturday night," a nasty, gruff voice told them from behind. The girls turned around and saw Randal standing there. "Hey Vicki, what do you say we meet up after school and let me show you a good time. Only we wont get caught the way Gretchen and Guru Kid did." He put his arm around Vicki and pulled hr close to him.
"Ewww, get off of me, you freak!" Vicki cried out in disgust, trying to push him off her.
"What's the matter, am I not good enough for you or something?" Randal asked his arms still around her.
"I said get away from me! I don't date people outside my species." Vicki managed to squirm away from him and slap him across the face, but Randal still tried to put his arm around her.
"I believe the lady said that she wanted to be left alone, punk" Lawson growled from behind. "Now are you going to let her go, or am I going to have to teach you a lesson after school?" Lawson walked closer to Randal, slowly taking Vicki's hand and gently moving her to his side.
"OK,OK, you win, this time, I'll back off," Randal rolled his eyes and walked away, silently cursing under his breath.
"Wow, that was interesting, if Randal backed off, then maybe it means things will finally settle down between the two gangs," Kellie said hopefully, as they watched Randal walk into a nearby classroom.
"No, that was too easy. Something else is going to happen," Sammi predicted.
"I hope not, it's bad enough this showdown is happening, I don't want anything else to happen," Jenn looked worried.
"I hope not either," Vicki said, looking up at Lawson. "Thanks for saving me from alarm clock freak over there,"
"Anything for you, little lady," Lawson responded with a grin. "Now how about you let me go buy you some coffee before class?" He took Vicki's hand and led her down to the cafeteria, both of them smiling and quietly talking to each other.
"That was cute," Kellie said with a smile watching the couple blooming before them. "Reminds me of when King Freddie and I started dating."
"Yeah, I hope they are happy together," Jenn agreed.
"So do I, but we need to get to class before the bell rings" Spinelli informed them.
"What about Gretchen?" Sammi asked, looking down the slowly emptying hallway.
"Forget her, she's probably cutting class now too," Jessie rolled her eyes. "We can't spend time worrying about her when she is out ruining her life."
"Wait here she comes, finally." Sammi smiled and waved to their friend who was quickly walking down the hallway, dodging nasty glances and whispers from her classmates.
"Hey girl, what's up?" Jenn asked as Gretchen approached them.. Gretchen pulled off her sweatshirt, showing off another one of her outfits that looked as if it had been stolen from Lil' Kim's closet.
"Her criminal record!" Lance the Pants called as he passed by.
"Huh? Gretchen, what is going on? What is with all these nutty stories?" Kellie asked gently, putting her arms around her friend.
"I kinda got taken down to the police station this weekend," Gretchen answered as the girls walked down the hall and to their classroom.
"Ugh, now that is wrong!" Jenn declared, walking up to the board and erasing the 'For a Good Time Call Gretchen Grundler' message that was written in big bold letters.
"Yeah, really, now what happened?" Spinelli asked once they were sitting down.
"Guru Kid and I kinda got caught in the act and got in trouble for it. we were arrested, but no charges were filed. We just need to perform community service for awhile," Gretchen answered lightly, sounding almost proud of her actions. "Bad part is, I'm grounded and not allowed to do anything else but school and work, which means me lying about study groups some more, no big."
"Lying again, don't you learn from your mistakes?" Sammi asked.
"It's not my fault we got caught. Guru Kid needs to learn how to keep quiet, if you know what I'm saying." Gretchen let out a sigh and took out her makeup. "Besides, he isn't very good."
"Gretch, no offense, but this is like the fifth guy you hooked up with in the past week. Aren't you afraid of people thinking you are a slut?" Jessie asked her.
"It isn't me being a slut. I am merely doing an experiment on how culture plays a role in male anatomy. Like, does a man's culture play a role in the size of....."
"OK, we get it, but come on, just stop doing this, I don't want you to get a reputation," Spinelli hugged her friend. "It hurts me to see that you are doing something that can hurt you."
"It's fine, so I got caught in the Home Depot shed and got grounded and arrested. I don't have an STD and I am not pregnant. Stop worrying."
"If you say so, but don't come crying to us when your words come to bite you in the ass," Jessie mumbled under her breath as Mr. Dude walked into the classroom, officially beginning another week of school, one that was still filled with more drama and surprises nobody expected to have to deal with.
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A/N: this whomped and I'm sorry. It is basically a filler to lead up to some stuff that is going to happen. However, you are going to need to wait until Sunday to find out what I mean, because I am visiting my family this weekend and won't be able to update. But please read and send me a nice soul hug review to make me happy when I get back! Thanks and happy reading!