Or-who?

"Who?" Theresa asked, confused.

Atlanta sighed. "Or-lan-do," She said slowly. "He's this really hot guy I met yesterday."

"Coming out of detention?" Theresa guessed. Atlanta nodded. "Ok, so basically, you're saying that you're falling in love with a guy you barely know?"

"That's about right," Atlanta dribbled a basketball, took aim and shot it into the basket.

Theresa and Atlanta were hanging out in the gym playing basketball, taking turns shooting at the basket. Atlanta passed the ball to Theresa who did a lay-up and got the ball in.

"One problem, though," She said. "You do remember the time with Pan, right?"

Atlanta groaned and shut her eyes. "Please don't remind me. I don't want to remember the time I helped someone who almost destroyed the earth."

Theresa threw the ball at Atlanta and leaned against the wall, looking serious. "Exactly," She lectured. "And somehow, you tend fall in love with those who have an evil plan in mind."

"How do you know?" Atlanta laughed loudly. "I've only went out with one!"

"Ok, you have a point," The corners of Theresa's mouth switched into a small smile. "But what I'm trying to say here is you should be careful around Orlando. You know, try him out a bit. Test him to see if he's a gentle, well-mannered guy or somebody who dreams of blowing up the earth."

Atlanta laughed again. "Ok, I'll do that but I'm going to need some help here."

Theresa nodded, catching on. "Sure, I'll help you after-"

"What about right now?" Atlanta interjected.

Theresa looked at her watch and swung her orange hair out of her vision. "Now?" She asked. Atlanta nodded. Theresa hesitated for a while before saying. "I suppose I am free right now."

"Cool," Atlanta dumped the basketball on the rack. "Race you to my room!" She zoomed by faster than Theresa could understand the 1st two words.

"Hey," She cried indignantly. "That's not fair, you're ancestor is Artemis! I want a fair race!" But of course, Atlanta had already reached her room before the end of Theresa's sentence. She waited as Theresa came running down the hall, panting.

"You were ages." Atlanta complained. "What happened? Did you get a haircut in between?"

Theresa made sure Atlanta's shin ached.

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"Who?" Herry asked, confused.

Archie sighed. "Or-lan-do," He said slowly. "He's this guy Atlanta liked since yesterday."

"Coming out of detention?" Odie guessed. Archie nodded. "Ok, so basically, you're saying that Atlanta's falling in love with a guy she barely knows?"

"That's about right," Archie aimed his bow at the target, stretched back the string and shot a bullseye. The group were practising archery but only Archie was paying any attention to it.

"Yeah, you should've seen her face. It was as red as Santa Claus!" Neil commented, looking up from his mirror.

Jay was thinking his head. "Doesn't this feel like déjà vu to you guys?"

Herry looked over. "Déjà vu?" He repeated, apparently dim at the term.

"Like it happened before," Odie translated. "And Jay's got a point," He added. "I mean, this is like the time with Pan."

At this name, Archie's face stricken. He still had a grudge against Pan even though he didn't mean to do it.

"Yeah, and if we're not careful, Orlando could try to do some harm to mankind or something similar." Jay said seriously.

"Come on, Jay," Archie tried to throw away the idea that Atlanta was swooning over Orlando. "Atlanta's happy the way she is, you don't have to worry about her…"

"Oh yeah, she's happy…making out with her new crush." Neil smirked.

"Neil," Jay warned him. Then he turned his attention back to Archie. "Admit it, Archie. She may be happy but oh, guess what? You're not."

Archie just shrugged to this sentence. "Well, at least I don't have to worry about asking Atlanta to the 'V' Dance."

"Come on, Archie," Herry slung an arm around his shoulders. "Don't give up now."

"Herry's right," Odie nodded. "Just because Atlanta likes this Orlindo-"

"Orlando," Archie corrected.

"Uh, right," Odie said quickly. "Well, just because she likes him doesn't mean that Orlando likes-"

"He does,"

"Ooook. Well, then, just because they like each other doesn't mean that either one of them won't change their-"

"They won't,"

"Oh, never mind," Odie said grudgingly. Archie gave a reluctant laugh.

"Don't think that your chances have blown off Arch," Jay patted him the on the back. "You've still got one. Just hang in there,"

"Yeah, exactly what he said," Odie also patted Archie on the back.

The three all looked at Neil. He sighed "Oh, alright," and patted Archie on the back as well.

"Thanks guys, but you're forgetting something," Archie warned while shaking off his supporters. "Remember? The déjà vu?"

"Right, that," Jay nodded. "Listen, we're going to spy on Orlando and see what he's up to…if he is up to something." He added.

"Are you sure about this," Odie asked. He was always reluctant when snooping around in other people's privacy.

"Relax, Odie," Herry said. "The worst that can happen is if we break something."

"Don't remind me," Odie shuddered. "The last time we broke Atlanta's doorknob, she almost hung ourselves on the clothes line."

"She did," Herry reminded her.

Odie looked surprised. "She did?"

"Yup, remember?" He asked.

"I think you meant the tree." Odie said. "She hung us on a tree."

"Hey," Jay brought their attention to him. "Are you guys finished yet?" Odie and Herry nodded. "Good, we're going to split up. One half follows Orlando, the other half follows Atlanta."

"What for?" Archie asked indignantly.

"In case Orlando did something to Atlanta already. You know, like hypnotize."

Archie nodded slowly. "Ok, so how are we splitting us up?"

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Now I have a question: do any of you guys really think that Orlando's bad? Tell me your opinions by reviews.