Hey, sorry I haven't updates in forever. I'm also sorry about all the mistakes you are about to read. Please don't hate me.
Diclaimer- i don't own Newies, Disney is the proud owner of Newsies, i don't own Red, Kathleen does, i also don't own Bookworm, Dimonah Tralon owns her. Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure probably belongs to some old bald guy and Growing up Gotti belongs to A and E i think. So don't sue me!
I met Spot in the hallway the next day. He walked up to me. I looked at him blankly and he stared back sympathetically.
"Can I help you?" I asked.
He sighed before getting started. "Umm…" He looked uncomfortable. "I'm glad you shared you feelings with me, but its not going to work."
I kept asking myself if Spot was drunk.
"I got your note." He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket. And handed it to me.
It read-
Dear Spot,
I've been to shy to tell you I love you, Spot. I love everything about you. Your controlling personality, your 'I could do that better' out look on life. Though you are on the shorter side, short guys can do a lot of things tall guys can't do like…actually nothing comes to mind right now, but there are plenty of things. I hope you are taking this note as seriously as I am.
If you agree with me and love me too, next time you see me take me in your arms and tell me you love me.
Trina
I stared at the note in awe. "Who wrote this crap?" I asked aloud. "I sure as hell didn't!" Who would try to ruin my life for no good reason? I thought. As soon as I thought of them I felt like an idiot for not thinking of them before. "Red and Bookworm." I said aloud. "Give me the note." I commanded Spot.
He did. I was going to confront them, but then I would be late for class, and this really wasn't that important. I would wait for lunch.
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David and I were, once again, first to lunch; we sat in solitude until Bookworm came.
"Have you seen Spot yet today?" Bookworm asked.
I turned to look at her. "Sadly." I replied.
She grinned. "I think he looks hot today, I mean nothing compared to Race, but maybe somewhere close."
I turned back to my food. "If you like him so much why don't you marry him?" I asked pulling out my ultimate insult.
She looked at me confused. "Did I do something to upset you?"
"Ha," I laughed. "Upset me? You murdered me, what little social life I had you killed it!" So what I was being a totally drama queen. I could do that if I wanted to, She killed my social life after all.
"Are you mad about the letter?"
"Am I mad about the letter?" I asked rhetorically. "Yes, you crucified me. I come to school this morning and the first thing I hear is 'Sorry Trina it's really not going to work out' from Spot, of all people. You suck!" I yelled gaining the attention of everyone in the cafeteria.
Bookworm looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry to upset you Trina. Red and I thought it would be good for you and Spot. We meant no harm by it. And as for your crucifixion, I'm sorry about that too."
I nodded. I guess all I wanted was an apology, I didn't care after that. Poor Bookworm, Red didn't get any of my wrath, I took it all out on Bookworm.
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"So what are we doing tonight?" Jack asked everyone at the table.
No one responded. Bookworm and Race were flirting, Red was reading a Harry Potter book for the hundredth time, David was also reading, but he was reading The O'Riley Factor for Kids, Mush was absent because of stomach virus, Spot was doing…who cares, and I was thinking about what gelatin really is.
"People?" Jack said louder. "What are we doing tonight?"
Race looked up. "Sorry Jack, we're out. Bookworm and I are going to a library." Bookworm smiled broadly, Race didn't look as thrilled.
Red also looked up. "Count David and I out. The new Harry Potter book is coming out tonight and were going to stand out in the cold for nine hours to be one of the first people in the country to get the book!" Red said rather excited.
"Spot?" Jack asked.
"Nope." He replied. "I've got a Boy Scout meeting tonight."
Everyone at the table looked up at Spot incredulously.
"I'm trying to earn my Eagle Award." He said in defense. "It looks good on your college application."
We nodded, because if we said anything we would bust out laughing.
"I guess it's just me and you tonight Four Eyes." Jack said.
"I've got to go buy a wardrobe fitting of my personality, I'm thinking goth..." I replied.
No one looked up.
Jack was staring at the salt and pepper shakers in the middle of the table. "So I have to be alone tonight?" He asked pitifully.
"Yes," We all replied in unison.
He didn't laugh.
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When I first got home I watched the three hours of Growing up Gotti I had saved on my DVR, and then I went upstairs to my room. I pulled out a paint by numbers kit, and painted a purple dog. It wasn't my fault that purple and brown looked the same when they were wet.
As soon as I signed on AIM I was bombarded with AIMs from Jack.
MrWonderful (Jack)- You said you were busy
MrWonderful- I thought you had to buy a wardrobe fitting of your personality
MrWonderful- do you just hate me, do you never want to be around me?
DeadlyMobMember (Me)- Are you smoking something?
MrWonderful- No, but I just now realized I have no real friends, even my girlfriends ditched me.
DeadlyMobMember- I don't think she ditched you, more like temporarily wanted a book more than you. Once she finished it, she'll be back to normal, I promise.
MrWonderful- Thanks, I feel so much better
DeadlyMobMember- Glad to be of assistance
DeadlyMobMember- I g2g ttyl
MrWonderful- you just don't wanna talk to me
DeadlyMobMember- so
DeadlyMobMember had just signed off---------
The next morning was even stranger than the previous one.
"Hi, I'm Clarissa." A complete stranger greeted me.
I looked up at her. I had seen her before, she was one of the cheerleaders at our school. "Nice to know. If I ever get interviewed by the Biography channel I'll be sure to include that." I responded.
She scowled at me. "The only reason I'm being nice to you today is because it's July 14th." She pointed out.
"Way to go captain obvious, where's your cape?" I asked.
She started to say an insult but stopped mid way. She went on to tell me that July 14th was 'be nice to a social zero day.' I thanked her and told her to go on with her day as usual. She didn't look very pleased with herself when she left, my mission was accomplished.
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Lunch was uneventful again. Red and David refused to speak while reading the stupid Harry Potter book. We threw thing at them, it was a fun game, David would just wipe it off, while Red would pick the thing and throw it back, trying to hit one of use with.
Bookworm was trying to talk to Race about the library they went to. She said it was huge and had so many great books. Race mumbled something about suicide, but we ignored him.
Mush was there, but he seemed kinda out of it. Spot, we didn't asked about Boy Scouts, he didn't tell, and we liked it that way. Jack was trying to flirt with Red in-between throwing sessions and she kept yelling magic spells at him, that was disturbing. He looked hurt. As for me, I just sat and observed something I love doing but rarely get to.
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The weirdest thing that happened to me all day was in Spot, and I's American History class.
"Good afternoon class." Mrs. Kilagan said as she entered her classroom. "I will not be lecturing today, you will be teaching yourselves. I want all of you to think about what the American settlers were thinking about when the moved this country. Since this is Friday you will have this weekend to finish this assignment."
Mrs. Kilagans projects were always interesting, I remember Jack's class, last year, had to sew old fashion clothes the settlers would have worn and wear them a whole day. I was glad that wasn't our assignment.
She continued. "I will be grouping you in groups of two, one girl one boy, and I want you to spend a majority of your time together this weekend planning what to do with the land that I will assign to you. You will act as husband and wife, and will do all the decision making together. If one of you doesn't do your part both of you will fail this project."
Craig the Leg raised his hand. "Can we pick who we want to be with?" He asked stupidly.
She pondered his question. "No, I will choose, and you will like who you are partnered with or you will suffer in silence. Clear?"
Everyone nodded. There was no one that class that I wanted to be partnered with. I would rather die than be partnered with some of the boys in that class.
"Caleb and Michelle, Spot and Christine, Jamie and Tara..."
The list of names was rather long; I listened and noted everyone's partner until she called my name.
"Craig, and…" She looked around the room for another girl. "Trina. Craig and Trina."
I couldn't hear anything else. I would have rather been partnered with Satan than Craig the Leg. I could already tell this weekend was going to be the weekend from hell.
Mrs. Kilagan handed out a sheet of guidelines and things that needed to be included in our final report.
Craig smirked. "I think we should use our land to make a strip club!" Craig whispered excitedly. "You can't work there though. How 'bout your kinda just a person who does my laundry, and tells the telemarketers off for me, and I never sleep with you, 'cause you're kinda weird."
I couldn't really understand what he said; I was lost after telemarketers, so I just nodded.
"Good, now that we're in agreement, let's get down to business." Craig said looking down at the paper like he had just come out of Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, except less hot.
"Who's Joan of Arc?" I asked.
Anyone who had seen Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure would understand why I had to ask him that question.
He looked up thinking. "Noah's wife?"
I smirked. He was a mini Ted, but once again less hot. "Okay, lets get to work."
He looked down at the paper the same time I did, I took notes as we decided what we were going to do and how to do it. We were two fifths done with our project when the bell rang.
I picked up my notes and began walking to the door. Spot ran up beside me. "It sucks to me you." He pointed out.
"Way to go captain obvious where's your cape?" I asked using that comeback for the second time that day, I really needed to find a new comeback, that one was getting old.
"Trina!" Someone yelled. I turned around to see Craig. "Can I talk to you?" He asked.
"No." And with that I walked off to my next class.
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When I got home I was glad it was Friday and I didn't have anymore school then I remembered I had one worse that school, and weekend full of Craig the Leg.
I signed on AIM. I needed to get my mind off my crap-tastic life.
When I signed on only Bookworm was on. I figured Red was reading precious Harry Potter. I was about to complain to Bookworm about my crappy life when I got an IM.
SexyBeast200 would like to speak with you. Will you accept?
A message from SexyBeast200-
"Trina, its Craig, let me chat with you."
I clicked accept.
DeadlyMobMember- how did you get this AIM?
SexyBeast200-Bookworm gave it to me
DeadlyMobMember- you suck
SexyBeast200- that cut me deep
DeadlyMobMember- I'm afraid you'll get over it
SexyBeast200- when do you want to get together?
DeadlyMobMember- how does never sound?
Sexybeast200- I know you don't want to fail this project. So when do you want to meet?
DeadlyMobMember- Your Jock mind tricks don't work on me, only chocolate
SexyBeast200- wtf?
DeadlyMobMember- Star Wars? The first one? The Phantom Menace?
SexyBeast200- some guys would find that obsession highly unattractive
DeadlyMobMember- hopefully you do
SexyBeast200- Anyway, what were you implying by that?
DeadlyMobMember- I'll meet you at the Star Bucks on Market Street tomorrow at noon, if you're late I'll leave
DeadlyMobMember has just signed off
Hehe I finally finished it, Chapter 5! I feel so proud.
LegallyRed- I used to love ghostwriter, I was my favorite. Anyway, I didn't like this chapter as much as the other ones. I hope you enjoy this chapter also. And I'm really glad you've liked it so far.
ShortAtntionSpaz- I enjoyed the happy little tip you let, that meant a lot to me. Lol. And you're right I have lots of fun writing this story, which is sometimes, more than I can say about my other ones. Hope you like it.
Shakespearean fool- has it really been that long? You wrote happy thanksgiving in the review and now its days away from Christmas, I should update sooner next time. I'm really glad you like it. It's nice to have a story that's fun to write and other people have fun reading it.
Dimonah Tralon- I'm pleased to know you like how I'm using Bookworm. It's actually worked out quite nicely with her being Craig the Legs cousin. I hope this chapter was worth looking forward for. (Does that make sense?)
Knots- Hehe, I don't think anything is going to happen between them, or so I think. I'm not so good at the love stuff; I'll leave that to you. I'm glad you enjoyed it and I hope you like this chapter also.
Grace (I'm too lazy to type your s/n)- my faithful fan. I hope you didn't hurt your self, falling out of that chair. Hope you like this one too.
Twilight-maiden- haha I'm glad you like it. Sorry it's taken me a long while to update. Christmas shopping, school, other boring stuff they kept me occupied. Sorry. I hope you laugh at this one also.