Priya: Heyo! This is a request from KagamiPINKAgreste (sorry if this isn't what you hoped it to be). Thank you and I enjoyed writing this! I hope Debbie wasn't too OOC in this.

Note: I will be making this a two-shot. (And try making them less OOC-)

Review Responses:

(Missed Confession) KagamiPinkAgreste: Understandable, I don't really ship them as much as I do with Weinerkang (I can say the same to Rachel x Randy, I don't really have an OTP for him hehe-).

(A Lullaby for a Ninja) KagamiPINKAgreste: You're welcome, and not gonna lie, I fangirled myself when I wrote the part that Rachel kissed Randy on the forehead. ;

Major Weinerkang on this one, no Randy x Rachel/Theresa sadly-

Debbie was walking along with her girl group, Theresa and Rachel. The group of girls were enjoying talking amongst themselves as they went to reach their next period. "So," Theresa began, "Are you still working on figuring out who the ninja is, Debs?" she asked Debbie, who was preoccupied with her "Mexican Death Bear" book. She turned to face the two girls, "Yep, still working on it," she answered as she looked up from her book, "And so far, I think I'm starting to find out who he-" Debbie stopped, both walking and discussing their hero's identity.

Theresa and Rachel stopped as well, "Debbie, what's wrong?" Rachel asked, a bit concerned. Debbie had a mixture of shock and disbelief in her face. She was looking in a certain direction. Theresa and Rachel both glanced eachother a nervous glance before looking at the direction Debbie was looking at. They thought Debbie saw a giant monster or a killer robot on the way, but what they saw surprised them even more.

Howard Weinerman was flirting with Morgan, the leader of the Dancing Fish.

The most shocking part is, Morgan, herself, looked like she didn't care she was being flirted on by the freshman. The two girls had a look of shock and awe. "Wows! I didn't know Howard had the guts to do that," Rachel exclaimed quietly as she tried not to get their attention. "Me neither," Theresa said, slightly shaking her head in disbelief as she could not believe her eyes.

Debbie, on the other hand, wasn't looking at the two in awe like Theresa and Rachel were. She felt something inside her shatter. "What the juice?" the young editor thought to herself. She felt… mad? No. Annoyed? Maybe? She couldn't explain what she was feeling. She instantly shook it off, and said, bitterly, with a 'humph', "Let's just go." Rachel and Theresa looked at each other in confusion but didn't bother asking Debbie. They continued to walk to their next class.

After the trio left, Morgan pushed Howard away. "Ok, freshman," the junior told, "You had your run, now pay up," she said as she gestured her hand in front of the obese teen. Howard fished under his pockets and took out 5 bucks. "Here ya' go," he said proudly, "Next time again, little lady," he said as he tried to say it in an alluring way, which (fortunately) failed. Morgan rolled her eyes, "You know I'm taller than you, right?" she said as if she didn't give a care about the world. Howard, knowing that it didn't go according to plan, stopped, "(cough) Ok, so I'm just gonna… yeah," he trailed off, pointing the other way before hurrying away.

Howard sped off and looked for his best friend. 'What class are we in?' Howard asked himself as he stopped in a hallway. A figurative lightbulb lit up on top of his head, telling him that he knew what class they were on next. He turned left and went towards the gym.

"Debs," Theresa said, "You have been awfully quiet since we saw Morgan and Howard." Debbie flinched at those two names. It was true that she hadn't spoken after they saw the incident, she just didn't know why. "Sorry 'Resa, Rachel," she apologized to the two girls, who looked at each other, confused. "Ok, something's clearly wrong," Rachel told the two, mostly Debbie, "Was it because of the scene earlier?" she asked. Debbie's eyes widened a bit, but it was enough for the two girl's to know the answer. Theresa gasped, "Debbie," she began, "You don't mean…"

"No 'Resa," Debbie stopped her, her face slowly heating up from embarrassment, "It's not what you're, probably, thinking of." "Wow," Theresa said, "And you used to tell me why I liked Randy when you simply have the same thing for his best friend," she said matter-of-factly. Debbie slightly glared at the baton twirler (and slightly Rachel too-), "What?" said baton twirler asked. Debbie was about to protest her feelings about the heavy-set teen when the said person the three girls were talking about came in the gym doors.

Howard came into the room, panting, as he tried to catch his breath. "Man, I hate running," he said. Theresa and Rachel looked at Debbie, "Are you sure you like him?" Theresa asked, pointing a thumb to the orange-haired boy, who was walking towards Randy. "I never said I liked him," Debbie responded quickly, "You guys are just assuming that I do!" she whisper-yelled. They ended their conversation there as Coach Green came in with a flamethrower in his hand, a dodgeball on the other. It was safe to say that every single student gulped in fear.

The students ended their gym class with sore feet. Coach Green made them use flamethrowers as jumping ropes. How does that even work?! That will remain a mystery for the whole class to try and figure out, but now was not the time. It was lunch time, everyone's 2nd favorite subject at school.

Debbie tried to forget, and succeeded, about the incident before gym class started. They were, once again, chatting on what they were gonna do after school as they entered the cafeteria. "So, I'll just go to my house," Rachel explained, "Then we can go to Whoopee World?" she asked; the two other girls nodded in agreement.

Priya: Hi! Sorry to cut this short, like, SUPER short. I ran out of ideas to add on this, so I'll brainstorm on this part a bit, but for now, I'll stick with this.

I hope you guys enjoyed this first part of the two-shot (I wanted to cut it 'cause I feel like I'm making Debbie a little OOC.)