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A/N: I won't be updating for awhile. As in... November. uh... with school and marching season any free time goes right out the door.The only reason this is is going up, is because I'm sick with a sunburn and a cold. But if anyone wants more of any fic, leave a review and I'll try my best!

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5 Things that never happened to Frieda Goren

Hero Watcher

"You should tell him."

Virgil whipped his head around to stare at her, his plastic wheeny fork totally missing the pasta..

"I have no clue what you're talking about Frieda." He said, in total denial as his eyes were drawn once again to the table on the left. To the person sitting at that table.

He stabbed himself with his empty fork, but kept goggling across the lunch room. He was in love bad.

"You most certainlydo know what I'm talking about." Frieda grinned, waving a veggie wrap in front of his face. Virgil swatted her away with his foodless fork, not even moving his eyes. "It's 20 minutes into lunch and not a single bit of food has made it into your mouth."

"Huhhuh."

He wasn't listening.

Really she should be used to this, by now. 2 weeks since the new sophomore came and Virgil has yet to actually eat lunch. Sometimes he was more trouble then he was worth.

"You know, Static would have no problem going over there."

That got his attention. Virgil glared at her. "Xnay on the Opusay."

"Come on, like you weren't thinking it too? Virgil, you are this close to have split personalities, I swear. You could start hearing voices and saying 'Static made me do it' any day now. You could become Two Face! Well, a shorter, darker, younger two face without the acid, but still. It would so suck to have Batman bring you in. With the Batmobile."

Virgil turned back to his worshiping staring.

"Although, then I could write an awesome article about it. Maybe get a Pulitzer. Electric hero brain fried? Inside Dakota's Teen hero. Oo! And there's be interviews and Tv commercials! I'd be famous. Static's best friend!"

"Uhhun… hey. Wait!" Virgil shook off his daze, and lowered his voice to a harsh whisper, glancing "You're not telling anyone, remember? Geez, sometimes I wish I hadn't told you. It's a secret Identity. Seeecccreeeett."

She raised an eyebrow at him and crossed her arms at his antics. Well duh, secret identity. But her matchmaking skills won't be swayed by this little bump."Still, If you won't tell Richie you're Static, you should at least tell him you like him."

"um…. tell me what?"

Richie Foley stood behind her, blue eyes staring hopefully from wire glasses. A pale hand raked nervously through the new boy's blond hair, and he looked back and forth between her and Virgil-the-deer-in-the-headlights.

Perfect!

"Richie! Virgil has something he'd like to tell you. Here, take my seat, I'm just getting up. See you guys later!"

It took her all of 3 seconds to grab her stuff, jump up, and push Richie a little harder than necessary back into her chair. The two of them ended a little closer together, with locked eyes and hands that touched just so.

The blushes barely had time to form before another little accidental nudge sent them into each others' arms.

Oh, yea. She was good.

OOO

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