Chapter 10:

"World peace begins at home," –Bumper Sticker

Pretty soon, Jorge and Julie had managed to come up with a list of what their parents hated.

Kathy: (1) Whipped cream pie, (2) sushi, (3) overly emotional people, whether sentimental, depressed, or anything, (4) obnoxious people, (5) toe-nail clippings (Jorge pointed out, who wouldn't hate that?), (6) SCREAMO bands, (7) heavy metal, (8) the word "stupid", (9) baggy pants, (10) tight pants, (11) tight shirts, (12) baggy shirts, (13) Star Wars, (14) X-Men, (15) incredibly rude people, (16) rude noises, (17) people who spent all their time on the computer, (18) and incredibly stupid comedies.

Connor: (1) surprise parties, (2) depressed people, (3) dried starfish, (4) musicals, (5) small, yappy poodle dogs, (6) toothpaste in the sink, (7) dyed hair, which Julie had noticed, (8) anything to do with something unreal and having to do with magic, such as Harry Potter, which Julie had also noticed when he had refused to let her go see it in theaters, (9) annoying cartoon shows, (10) boy singers that worked alone, such as Jesse McCartney and Ryan Cabrera, (11) anything done by PIXAR, (12) re-fried beans, (13) gel pens, (14) home-made presents; Jorge had learned from experience, (15) and anything having to do with The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants.

"Ok," Jorge said. "I have an idea."

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Jason was aware of everybody eyes staring at him as he picked up his skateboard and started heading back. He felt strangely awkward, but didn't mind that much. He'd rather have people stare at him for his skating skills than his looks.

Back at the dorm, Pat threw a shoe at him. "You're amazing, do you know that Jason?"

"Thanks," Jason said somewhat awkwardly.

"The only problem," Pat stood up and made a box with his fingers, framing Jason's face. "You are good-looking—no seriously, you're really hot, yet you don't have a girl. How is that possible?" He looked down at himself. "I mean, look at me, and I have Cazz, by far the most beautiful girl I have ever met."

Jason just stood there, not knowing how to answer. "Well," he started. "You're pretty good-looking yourself."

"But not like you," Pat pressed, putting his hands on Jason's shoulders. "It's like… I don't know. You could have any girl you wanted in the world, but you don't even try… well, why?"

Jason looked at him—into those concerned brown eyes. Pat wasn't jealous, he just wanted to help.

"That's the problem," he finally breathed out. "I want a girl who doesn't want me. I want a girl that I can't have. I want a girl who I'll have to work for."

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"No!" Julie yelled, staring at Jorge. "No, I'm not going to do it."

"But it will make my dad hate you!" Jorge yelped.

"Yeah, but what will you have to do?"

"I'll have to become a Star Wars fanatic and an X-Men fanatic, and start wearing either super tight clothing or super baggy clothing."

"Well you don't have to dye your HAIR!"

"Come on Julie, it's just a little!"

"Then WHY DON'T YOU DO IT?"

"My dad's supposed to like me, and hate you, therefore leading to him hating your mom!"

About half an hour later, Jorge was waiting nervously outside a barber shop, waiting for Julie to come out.

She walked out, looking completely furious.

"God Julie," Jorge protested. "You look good."

"I like my hair naturally colored, ok Jorge? LOOK!" She pointed at a shock of hot pink hair that seemed to explode from her dark black hair color surrounding it.

"No, really," Jorge said, lying through his teeth. "It looks really nice."

"I would even prefer wearing baggy clothes instead of dying my hair!" Julie yelped, pointing at Jorge. Jorge winced, glancing at his extremely baggy pants which were only held up by his belt and his baggy shirt. "Eeewww… don't lie Julie. This is disgusting."

"Ok, it is," Julie told him, after she had had a glance at his boxers. "Ok, I lied. That is disgusting."

Before Jorge drove her home, they went to go buy a Ryan Cabrera CD, seeing that Julie already had the Jesse McCartney one, and stopped to buy The Incredibles because it was done by PIXAR.

Chatroom:

MrMom: hey, why am i here again?

Crazy4Coffee: thought maybe we should talk or something

MadSkater101: Ok…. Umm….

Bass4HRU: west, how do u manage 2 drag us in 2 everything

Bass4HRU: alek, my man, how are u

MrMom: nm

MadSkater101: I knew you would say that.

MrMom: know me 2 well

Crazy4Coffee: so alek, kill that girl yet?

MrMom: not quite… she dragged me into movie store

MrMom: met crazy star wars obsessed freak—jess

MrMom: likes my chemical romance 2

Crazy4Coffee: sounds like my type of girl

Crazy4Coffee: but i already found one

Crazy4Coffee: u kno that girl in phantom of opera? sarah?

Crazy4Cofee: (sighs) one great girl. B-e-a-utiful.

Bass4HRU: big comment from weston.

MadSkater101: What about your step-sister Jorge?

MadSkater101: Julie?

Bass4HRU: made her dye her hair pink

Bass4HRU: didn't like it 2 much

Bass4HRU: but hey—i have 2 wear baggy clothes… she has 2 do sumthin

MrMom: haha, jorge has 2 wear baggy cloooothesss… hahahahaha… lmfao

Bass4HRU: shut up

Crazy4Coffee: how about u, Jason

MadSkater101: met a real nice guy. Pat.

MrMom: wut kind of name is that?

MadSkater101: He wants to know why I don't have a girl.

Crazy4Coffee: what did you tell him?

MadSkater101: the truth

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