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Chapter 2: The Girls on Jack and Sky

"Why wouldn't Sky want to see me with my shirt off?" grumbled Syd as she entered the room she shared with Z.

"Does this make my butt look big?" asked Z as she tried on a skintight, strapless yellow gown.

"Yes," answered Syd blatantly as she threw herself down on her bed.

"Hey!" responded Z, obviously offended.

"Not my fault you got a body like J. Lo.," shrugged Syd.

"You're just jealous," retorted Z.

"Pleaaaaaseeee," drawled Syd, snorting slightly in laughter. "With a face like this and a body like this," she continued as she playfully smacked her own ass. "I have no reason to be jealous."

"Whatever," replied Z, rolling her eyes at her roommate.

"Although," mused Syd. "If I had your exotic Latina looks, I'd probably get more foreign men. And I LOVE exotic guys."

"Can it Syd," pleaded Z desperately. "Before I loose my lunch."

"You know, guys with accents and tanned skin and hot, beach bodies," continued Syd dreamily. "You know, kinda like Jack."

Now Z really felt like she was going to puke. "WHAT?" screeched the yellow ranger, throwing her hands up in the air shocked and sending shoes flying everywhere.

Syd giggled like a schoolgirl with a crush. "Jack's cute," she said with a silly smile. "And even under that dreary SPD uniform of ours, it's easy to see Jack has a hot bod."

"Yeah and a hot head of dreads that he never washes!" exclaimed Z. "Are you really telling me you LIKE JACK!"

"Jealous?" asked Syd innocently, raising an eyebrow cheekily.

"Euww, HELLZ NO!" exploded Z in genuine disgust. "We're like siblings."

"So you're saying after knowing Jack for over six years you've never thought of him as anything more than a brother?" pressed Syd.

Under Syd's intensely interrogative gaze, Z after a long silence finally cracked. "Ok!" she cried. "We kissed once after this really deep conversation between us, but it was, like, SOOO gross! I'd never want to do it again!"

Syd laughed. "So you're saying that if Jack and I hooked up, you wouldn't have a problem with it?" she inquired.

"By all means, go for it if you like Jack," encouraged Z with a sly smile. "It would amuse the hell out of me."

"Wait a second," stopped Syd. "I never said I liked Jack!"

"Then what's all this talk about you thinking Jack's so hot?" asked Z confusedly.

"I'm just saying that the opportunity for us to hook up came along, I wouldn't necessarily walk away from it," said Syd nonchalantly.

"You slut," laughed Z as pillow in response came flying her direction courtesy of Syd.

"Forget it," sighed Syd impatiently. "It would never happen anyway. Now watch me try on outfits for the club tonight and tell me how good I look in each of them."

As Syd began to leaf through her closet of pink purses and sexy stilettos, she once again heard Z began to chuckle. "NOW what is it?" asked Syd with annoyance to Z.

"Well, it's just that if you ended up with any SPD guy, I always thought it would've been Sky," explained Z.

"So did I," admitted Syd to herself somewhat longingly. "So did I."

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