I have to say thanks so much to all of my reviewers! You guys are awesome for putting up with all of the dialogue that I write and such.

I need to figure out a new title for this beast. The current title works for the first chapter. Hm…I'll work on that.

I own nothing.

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"That is CLASSIC!" April laughed as she jumped on Mark's lap. Her blonde hair was still perfectly straight even though she had been jumping around Roger's basement laughing uncontrollably for the last 10 minutes.

"It's not that funny." Mark said with April now straddling him to the couch.

"Yes it is." She said resting her head on Mark's chest and turning to Maureen. "I wish I could of seen it."

"But if you were there they would of made you buy them, and we wouldn't have this wonderful image in our heads."

"Very true." April said rolling off of Mark, noticing Maureen glaring at her. "Don't worry I'm not gonna steal your man. It'd be like kissing my brother, if I had a brother." She said before springing up and running over to jump on Roger just like she had done to Mark. She began laughing again and then they started kissing.

"Do you wanna leave?"

"Yes." Maureen said standing up. They managed to slip out unnoticed.

"So how long have you known them?" Maureen asked blowing warm air into her freezing hands.

"April and I have lived next door to each other our entire lives, we've always been pretty close. And we met Roger in 9th grade."

"You and April don't seem like the kind of people that Roger would hang out with."

"Yeah well, despite her outward appearance, she already had somewhat of a…reputation by 9th grade. Roger was just trying to get in her pants. Somehow the 3 of us became friends."

Maureen nodded. She then jumped up and down a few times in an attempt to keep warm.

"Wanna get my car and go do something?"

"Sure."

"Come on, I know a short cut." Mark said heading down Roger's driveway.

"A short cut? You made me walk 6 blocks in the freezing cold to get here, and there's a short cut?"

"Yep." He said with a smile on his face as he turned to her. "We'll be at my house in 2 minutes."

"You're lucky you're cute." She said following him. They crossed the street and stopped in front of a chain link fence.

"So, you see those lights?"

"Yeah."

"The Henderson's backyard, right across the street from my house."

"I really hate you right now. Why is there a big ass fence here anyway?"

"No idea, come on, I'll give you a boost." Mark said cupping has hands down by Maureen's knee.

"A boost? I am not climbing over that fence."

"Why not?"

"Because look at it! It's all rusty, I could get tetanus or something."

"Don't be such a drama queen, you can either hop the fence or walk 6 blocks."

"Why don't you go get your car and then come back here and get me?"

"Just come on."

She sighed. "Fine, but I don't need a boost. I've jumped fences before."

"Then what's the problem?"

"I was like 8! It was before I had any class."

Mark stifled a laugh as he watched her begin to climb. They both made it over without any major setbacks.

"What one's April's?" Maureen asked standing under the streetlight outside of Mark's house.

"Blue one on the left."

"Do they have a car? It looks like they haven't shoveled all winter."

"They haven't, her dad's in England or something, and she doesn't drive, so there's really no point in shoveling."

"What about her mom?"

"She died when April was 6."

"Oh."

"Yeah, and her dad works with stocks or something, so he'll be in England or Japan or other places like that for months at a time."

"What about her sister?"

"Ana's like 8 years older than her, moved out as soon as she graduated. April's pretty much been raised by nannies and stuff."

"Fun times."

"Very."

"What about Roger?"

"What about him?"

"What's his family like?"

"You're awfully nosey tonight Ms. Johnson." Mark said playfully.

"Just wondering."

"I don't really know. Roger's just always said that his mom has issues…he's lived with his dad most of his life. What do you wanna do?" Mark asked, walking up his driveway.

"You're not going to show me your house?" She said in a playful voice.

"I wasn't aware that you wanted me to."

"I'm in a curious mood tonight."

Mark shrugged. "Alright." He led her up to the front door and let her in.

"So this is our living room that no one sits in, and that's our dining room that no eats in, and-"

"You're Jewish?" Maureen interrupted.

"What?" Mark asked. He noticed her staring at the Menorah inside of the China cabinet. "Oh. Yeah, I am."

"You don't look Jewish."

"And how exactly does one look Jewish?" He asked coming up behind her.

"You know what I mean."

"My mom's not Jewish, I look like her."

"So, you're half Jewish?"

"I guess, if that's even possible."

"Where are your parents?"

"My uncle's house."

"Where's your room?"

"Hm?"

"Your room, I wanna see it."

"Upstairs."

"Show me." She said with a slightly devious smile.

"O-ok."

The next thing they knew they were laying on Mark's bed making out.

"You know Marky, I always thought you were a fag."

Mark jumped at the sound of his sister's voice. He stood up quickly and turned to see her leaning in his door frame.

"What are you doing here?"

"Laundry. What are you doing here?"

"What does it look like I was doing?"

She just laughed. "I don't really think mom would appreciate-"

"Are you leaving?"

"Nope, still got 3 loads. I'm in for the night. Are you going to introduce me to your friend?"

Mark turned back to Maureen who was still laying on his bed, but she was propping herself up with her elbow.

"Um Cin, this is Maureen. Maureen, this is my sister Cindy."

"Pleasure." Maureen said with a smile.

"I'm sure. Well now, don't let me interrupt. Continue with whatever it was that you were doing. Just keep the door closed this time, I don't need to see my brother's bare ass." She said with a laugh before quickly turning around and heading back downstairs.

"Sorry about her." Mark said turning back to Maureen.

"Not a problem. Come on, close the door."

"What?"

"Close the door."

"Wh-with her here?"

"Yeah, I don't give a shit."

"I don't think I can…I…"

Maureen sighed. "Fine. Um, do you wanna go to my house then? My aunt doesn't get off work 'til 2."

"Alright."

"Lets go then." She said standing up and heading for the door.

Cindy shot Mark a smile as they left the house, and Mark just flipped her off.

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I love how it always ends with Maureen dragging Marky off somewhere.

Anyway, yeah, so it's not as funny as the other 2, but I never really intended it to be a comedy. Hope you liked it though. Chapter 4 coming soon. :)