Shoutouts!

Unknown-Dreams: Ah, Sprace is hot. But, sadly, we won't be seeing much of that, I don't think.

blackblood: I had a feeling people would like that...

January 5

"Ah…It feels so good to be going back to school," Specs sighed from the passenger seat of Dutchy's car. Dutchy looked over at him and shook his head, amazed.

"How can you be happy that you're going back to school?" Dutchy demanded, bewildered at his friend's love for academics. Specs grinned.

"Because I spent a week with you," he replied, jokingly. Apparently, Dutchy didn't get the joke, because he went quiet, and didn't say anything. Concerned, Specs sat up, looking over at his Dutchy. His Dutchy? Specs thought to himself.

"Hey, I was just kidding, Dutchy," Specs said, reaching over to place his hand on top of Dutchy's, which rested on the steering wheel. Dutchy looked down at Specs's hand, on top of his own, and his eyes widened. Specs gave a reassuring squeeze. "I was just kidding."

Dutchy looked over at Specs, and smiled.

January 5

"DODGER!"

Dodger jumped a foot in the air, and spun around, searching for the source of the shout. She spied Two-Bits, the girl from yesterday, with whom she had become fast friends, racing toward her, a huge grin on her face.

"What?" Dodger asked, relaxing, and pulling a few books out of her locker. Two-Bits skidded to a halt, giving her another brilliant smile.

"Guess what!" Dodger rolled her eyes. She didn't like mornings, especially not ones spent at school.

"What?" she asked, eyeing the other girl, who was bouncing up and down, practically.

"You know Starstruck? That local theatre?" Dodger nodded, wondering what on earth had gotten Two-Bits so hyped up. "They're doing Oliver! for their musical!" she squealed, spinning around and almost falling over. Dodger stared at her.

"Are you serious!" she exclaimed, her voice going equally high. Racetrack, who had been walking past, turned to stare, pointedly, at her. She rolled her eyes. "Hey, I'm allowed to get excited about things, aren't I?"

"Tryouts are tomorrow, 10-2!" Two-Bits continued, ignoring Racetrack's 'Oh-my-gosh-I'm-friends-with-idiots' look. "We should go!"

"That would be awesome!" Dodger replied, grinning. "Do you know of anyone who's trying out, too?" Two-Bits nodded.

"Mush and Blink. You remember Blink, right?" Two-Bits said, walking with Dodger to their history class. Dodger nodded.

"Pirate boy, isn't he? I remember. I am mentally treasuring everything that happened yesterday, down to the last detail," she said, grinning. Two-Bits laughed.

"That was frickin' HILARIOUS!" she exclaimed. "Ohmigosh, that was so funny." She grinned at Racetrack, who was already sitting in the back, and seemed to have a pretty good idea of what they were talking about, because he was giving the two girls his 'death glare.'

"So, tryouts. Can you guys pick me up?" Dodger asked, continuing their momentarily delayed conversation. Two-Bits nodded.

"Yeah, we'll pick you up, and then afterwards we can grab lunch."

"Sounds good."

January 5

"Hey, sexy."

Racetrack jumped a foot in the air, and spun around. Spot was standing there, laughing his head off. "Hey, I was just kidding!" he teased. Racetrack blushed, brilliantly, only causing Spot to laugh even more.

"You nearly gave me a heart attack, yesterday!" Race accused, feeling that his pride had been injured quite a bit.

"Hey, just chill. I'm not interested in you, promise," Spot chuckled. "I've got my eye on someone else," he added. Racetrack eyed him suspiciously. Then, unable to back down from the prospect of gossip, he asked, "Who?"

Spot grinned, tauntingly. "Why should I tell you?" he teased. Racetrack pouted, and Spot laughed out loud. "That was extremely gay!"

"Shut up! It was not! Now come on, tell me!" Spot grinned, innocently, and didn't answer.

A familiar figure walked by, and Race watched Spot's eyes follow him down the hallway. He grinned, triumphantly.

"It's him, isn't it?"