Coming of age story? That's very flattering, Clintronic Waldrup. And that's
another thing, how'd you choose a penname like that? Anyways...
Now, class, let's review. Do I own Recess?
Anybody?
The answer is NO!
Oh, in the next chapter we kind of find out WHY they hate each other, though, if you ask me, it's a pretty crappy reason. But aren't all reasons for hate crappy anyways? Well, I guess there are other reasons why they hate each other, and you'll find out about those in the present chapters.
Here's the chapter. Enjoy and please review...
I walked outside and everyone was laughing at me. My blood boiled and I knew that someone was gonna get it if they kept it up.
"Boy-liker!"
"Slut."
"Flirt."
"Got a boyfriend lately?"
"What's up with you and T.J., Spinelli?"
"She likes him, duh!"
I sighed and then glared at everyone.
"I dunno what you're talkin' about," I hissed.
But the teasing continued. I had to talk to Teej. I spotted him playing pool with Vince. I roughly yanked him out of the game, ignoring Vince's protests.
"We need to talk, Teej," I mumbled, annoyed.
We were now alone in a hallway. I let him go. He smiled.
"What did you want to talk about, Spin?" T.J. asked, grinning.
I smiled half-heartedly and sighed.
"They know, T.J.," I maintained.
T.J. paled.
"Oh."
I exhaled.
"Look, they've already started messin' with me. And I need to know a few things first. I know you like it when people like you, okay? And this probably won't do good things for either of our reputations. We can decide where this leads, Teej," I said seriously.
T.J. nodded, frowning. I looked him straight in the eye.
"We can either be just friends or a couple. There is no in-between. It doesn't matter to me. Just choose one and give me the answer when you've decided. I've got some flattening to do, see ya later, Teej," I declared.
I then left, wanting an answer desperately. At this point, the answer didn't matter. I just wanted to get out of this limbo stage. It's not like I'm gonna be all sad if he doesn't want to be more-than-friends with me. But, I mean, I'm not gonna be jumping for joy, either.
In the end, it's his choice, not mine.
- Loren ;
Man, Spinelli's more mature in this chapter than she is in the rest of the fic. gulps Oh well...
Anyways, people who reviewed...Here is where you get mentioned... Whoo-hoo for you!
Spinelli Woods, Esquire Kami no Hikari SilverRainbow223 Yankee Doodle Blonde Angel9220042004 Rosemary the Rubix Cube Clintronic Waldrop
Yay! Okay, now the author needs to rest a bit, and catch her breath... Remember, REVIEW!
Now, class, let's review. Do I own Recess?
Anybody?
The answer is NO!
Oh, in the next chapter we kind of find out WHY they hate each other, though, if you ask me, it's a pretty crappy reason. But aren't all reasons for hate crappy anyways? Well, I guess there are other reasons why they hate each other, and you'll find out about those in the present chapters.
Here's the chapter. Enjoy and please review...
I walked outside and everyone was laughing at me. My blood boiled and I knew that someone was gonna get it if they kept it up.
"Boy-liker!"
"Slut."
"Flirt."
"Got a boyfriend lately?"
"What's up with you and T.J., Spinelli?"
"She likes him, duh!"
I sighed and then glared at everyone.
"I dunno what you're talkin' about," I hissed.
But the teasing continued. I had to talk to Teej. I spotted him playing pool with Vince. I roughly yanked him out of the game, ignoring Vince's protests.
"We need to talk, Teej," I mumbled, annoyed.
We were now alone in a hallway. I let him go. He smiled.
"What did you want to talk about, Spin?" T.J. asked, grinning.
I smiled half-heartedly and sighed.
"They know, T.J.," I maintained.
T.J. paled.
"Oh."
I exhaled.
"Look, they've already started messin' with me. And I need to know a few things first. I know you like it when people like you, okay? And this probably won't do good things for either of our reputations. We can decide where this leads, Teej," I said seriously.
T.J. nodded, frowning. I looked him straight in the eye.
"We can either be just friends or a couple. There is no in-between. It doesn't matter to me. Just choose one and give me the answer when you've decided. I've got some flattening to do, see ya later, Teej," I declared.
I then left, wanting an answer desperately. At this point, the answer didn't matter. I just wanted to get out of this limbo stage. It's not like I'm gonna be all sad if he doesn't want to be more-than-friends with me. But, I mean, I'm not gonna be jumping for joy, either.
In the end, it's his choice, not mine.
- Loren ;
Man, Spinelli's more mature in this chapter than she is in the rest of the fic. gulps Oh well...
Anyways, people who reviewed...Here is where you get mentioned... Whoo-hoo for you!
Spinelli Woods, Esquire Kami no Hikari SilverRainbow223 Yankee Doodle Blonde Angel9220042004 Rosemary the Rubix Cube Clintronic Waldrop
Yay! Okay, now the author needs to rest a bit, and catch her breath... Remember, REVIEW!