PRE-A/N: This is only going to by a single update, and it's kinda short. I
don't want to spoil you all too much. (grin). Everyone is, of course,
fabulous. Every time I read my reviews I just want to hug everyone in the
room- and since I'm at the library when I usually do updates and stuff,
that would be way too many people, so I restrain myself.
-rouguephoenix: I do know that Brazilians speak Portuguese, thank you. So, 'Berto's from Brazil. Okay. Don't suppose you know anything about his family and such? Otherwise, I'm just gonna make some shit up.
-the flaming monkey: Sammy and Roberto. Aw, how I love 'em! They will hook up. Eventually. Sam just has to get over himself first. You'll see what I mean in this chap. And, remember, a mining family from the Kentucky Appellations; he's bound to have some issues dealing with his identity.
DISCLAIMER: Charac's not mine, but I love 'em, so I've temporarily claimed them. ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!
Bobby walked into Borders looking for the newest comic book issues. He had only just stepped into the book store when he spotted the girls, plus Remy, hiding behind a shelf and watching something. He looked where they all were and say Sam and Roberto in chairs reading, not paying any attention to the girls- plus Remy.
"Hey!" Bobby called out to them. "Jean, Rogue, Tabitha! What are you guys doing?"
This got Sam and Roberto to look up, slightly panicked expressions on both their faces. They craned their necks and finally saw where the girls were standing. Busted, they came out from behind the romance novel shelf all shooting death glares at Bobby. Remy was the only one who just stood there chuckling and scribbling on his arm. Bobby got the hint that he would be severely beaten if he went any closer, so he decided to go back to the main mall instead.
Once on the other side of the shelf, Rogue smiled at them knowingly, then simply turned her back on the two boys to read the titles on the opposite side of the shelf. It was Tabitha who took the teasing lead for the girls.
"May I just say: aw!"
"You two are just like so cute," Kitty squealed. "Cuter than Jack and Rose from Titanic; almost as cute as puppies!"
"You'll be the next cute couple," Rahne declared.
"You would so by-pass Scott and Jean," Amara said.
"Even Rogue and Remy, easily," Tabitha guaranteed. "Screw those two." She turned around and faced the two southerners. "I mean that literally. Screw. You two. Do it. Now. I'm sure they've got a store room or something you can go use."
Rogue flipped her off while Remy grinned and winked at the blonde girl.
Sam was trying to will the earth to open up underneath him and let him fall to his doom in a boiling pit of lava, but it wasn't working. Roberto was just embarrassed that he got caught. It was like a big BUSTED sign was flashing over his head.
"OOo!" Rogue suddenly exclaimed, picking up a book. "A Man for All Seasons. Ah'm getting' it. Ah'm tired o' havin' ta borrow."
"That's the one Sammy's got!" Tabitha giggled.
All eyes fell on Sam.
"Ah...uh... Ah didn' know...um..." he tried to explain.
"All Male Erotica?" Rogue asked, pointing to the subtitle. "Didn' that give ya even a little clue?"
"Don't feel bad," Roberto murmured out of the corner of his mouth. "Tabitha was the one who found my copy, and it's been circling the girls' wing since."
Sam jumped up and threw the book back into the chair, desperately trying to cover humiliation making him angry and harsh. "Ew! Don' tell me that shit! Ah don' need ta know that! Ah didn' ask!"
After his short tirade, Sam stormed out of Borders. Roberto blanched and tried to find some even emotional footing again. The girls quickly exchanged "woops" glances, too late realizing that they should have kept their damn mouths shut. Remy wisely hung back while the femme crowd went over to the abandoned Roberto to try to apologize and console him.
"This calls for chocolate," Tabitha pronounced.
"I may be gay," Roberto winced (that was the first time he'd said that out loud), "but I still don't understand the girl need for chocolate in a crisis."
"It's chocolate!" Jean insisted. "There doesn't have to be logic in it."
Rogue took time out from looking through the male/male porn book to add her two cents. "Guys, even gay guys, are still guys. Ya wanna cheer 'im up, play basketball with him."
"Soccer's better," Roberto said half-heartedly.
Rogue rolled her eyes, internally thinking, [Sport's a sport.]
"Chere's right," Remy piped up, capping the pen. "Basketball's mo' fun."
"It is not," Roberto said. "I bet you're only saying that because you suck at soccer, Femy LeBeau."
Remy glared and pulled the hem of his borrowed skirt down lower while the girls laughed.
Back in the mall hallway, Sam was walking fast and almost blindly until he reached the food court and spotted Scott- still being stalked by Taryn- and Kurt headed toward him. He knew if he looked mad they would ask what was wrong, and he was in no mood to even contemplate an answer or think up a good lie. Even if he had been a good actor, they probably wouldn't believe him if they saw how truly irked he was right now. And even though Kurt was in pink velour and Scott had on a khaki skirt, Sam knew that they'd look at him like he was the freak, so he changed directions and headed to the CD store instead. %#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# %#%#%#%#%#%%#%#%
POST-A/N: Told ya it was kinda short. Review and tell me what you think. Was it too angsy? Not angsty enough? Advice and praise welcomed. Remember, I value an honest opinion over a pretty lie any day.
-rouguephoenix: I do know that Brazilians speak Portuguese, thank you. So, 'Berto's from Brazil. Okay. Don't suppose you know anything about his family and such? Otherwise, I'm just gonna make some shit up.
-the flaming monkey: Sammy and Roberto. Aw, how I love 'em! They will hook up. Eventually. Sam just has to get over himself first. You'll see what I mean in this chap. And, remember, a mining family from the Kentucky Appellations; he's bound to have some issues dealing with his identity.
DISCLAIMER: Charac's not mine, but I love 'em, so I've temporarily claimed them. ON WITH THE STORY!!!!!
Bobby walked into Borders looking for the newest comic book issues. He had only just stepped into the book store when he spotted the girls, plus Remy, hiding behind a shelf and watching something. He looked where they all were and say Sam and Roberto in chairs reading, not paying any attention to the girls- plus Remy.
"Hey!" Bobby called out to them. "Jean, Rogue, Tabitha! What are you guys doing?"
This got Sam and Roberto to look up, slightly panicked expressions on both their faces. They craned their necks and finally saw where the girls were standing. Busted, they came out from behind the romance novel shelf all shooting death glares at Bobby. Remy was the only one who just stood there chuckling and scribbling on his arm. Bobby got the hint that he would be severely beaten if he went any closer, so he decided to go back to the main mall instead.
Once on the other side of the shelf, Rogue smiled at them knowingly, then simply turned her back on the two boys to read the titles on the opposite side of the shelf. It was Tabitha who took the teasing lead for the girls.
"May I just say: aw!"
"You two are just like so cute," Kitty squealed. "Cuter than Jack and Rose from Titanic; almost as cute as puppies!"
"You'll be the next cute couple," Rahne declared.
"You would so by-pass Scott and Jean," Amara said.
"Even Rogue and Remy, easily," Tabitha guaranteed. "Screw those two." She turned around and faced the two southerners. "I mean that literally. Screw. You two. Do it. Now. I'm sure they've got a store room or something you can go use."
Rogue flipped her off while Remy grinned and winked at the blonde girl.
Sam was trying to will the earth to open up underneath him and let him fall to his doom in a boiling pit of lava, but it wasn't working. Roberto was just embarrassed that he got caught. It was like a big BUSTED sign was flashing over his head.
"OOo!" Rogue suddenly exclaimed, picking up a book. "A Man for All Seasons. Ah'm getting' it. Ah'm tired o' havin' ta borrow."
"That's the one Sammy's got!" Tabitha giggled.
All eyes fell on Sam.
"Ah...uh... Ah didn' know...um..." he tried to explain.
"All Male Erotica?" Rogue asked, pointing to the subtitle. "Didn' that give ya even a little clue?"
"Don't feel bad," Roberto murmured out of the corner of his mouth. "Tabitha was the one who found my copy, and it's been circling the girls' wing since."
Sam jumped up and threw the book back into the chair, desperately trying to cover humiliation making him angry and harsh. "Ew! Don' tell me that shit! Ah don' need ta know that! Ah didn' ask!"
After his short tirade, Sam stormed out of Borders. Roberto blanched and tried to find some even emotional footing again. The girls quickly exchanged "woops" glances, too late realizing that they should have kept their damn mouths shut. Remy wisely hung back while the femme crowd went over to the abandoned Roberto to try to apologize and console him.
"This calls for chocolate," Tabitha pronounced.
"I may be gay," Roberto winced (that was the first time he'd said that out loud), "but I still don't understand the girl need for chocolate in a crisis."
"It's chocolate!" Jean insisted. "There doesn't have to be logic in it."
Rogue took time out from looking through the male/male porn book to add her two cents. "Guys, even gay guys, are still guys. Ya wanna cheer 'im up, play basketball with him."
"Soccer's better," Roberto said half-heartedly.
Rogue rolled her eyes, internally thinking, [Sport's a sport.]
"Chere's right," Remy piped up, capping the pen. "Basketball's mo' fun."
"It is not," Roberto said. "I bet you're only saying that because you suck at soccer, Femy LeBeau."
Remy glared and pulled the hem of his borrowed skirt down lower while the girls laughed.
Back in the mall hallway, Sam was walking fast and almost blindly until he reached the food court and spotted Scott- still being stalked by Taryn- and Kurt headed toward him. He knew if he looked mad they would ask what was wrong, and he was in no mood to even contemplate an answer or think up a good lie. Even if he had been a good actor, they probably wouldn't believe him if they saw how truly irked he was right now. And even though Kurt was in pink velour and Scott had on a khaki skirt, Sam knew that they'd look at him like he was the freak, so he changed directions and headed to the CD store instead. %#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%#%# %#%#%#%#%#%%#%#%
POST-A/N: Told ya it was kinda short. Review and tell me what you think. Was it too angsy? Not angsty enough? Advice and praise welcomed. Remember, I value an honest opinion over a pretty lie any day.