Fulton is giving me hell for blowing off the best cheerleader in school for studying with Julie Gaffney.
"Dude quit it, if I don't pass history then I can't play" I told Fulton who only shrugged it off and continued with his rant.
"Okay, okay so you're just using Julie as a study partner so you can still play hockey" Fulton made it sound like I was an asshole.
"What? No" I replied defensively.
"So you like Julie then?" he asked.
Damn he's a natural born shit stirrer. He does it even when he's not meaning to do it.
"I have to like her don't I? We do play on the same team you know" I replied before sauntering off down the hallway.
I knew that if he prodded any further then I'd blow my stack at him and then I'd be screwed in the sense that he'd tell Charlie who'd tell Adam who'd tell Guy who'd tell Connie who'd then tell Julie. It just wasn't worth it.
"Hey Portman ya got a minute?" Dwayne tapped me on the shoulder.
"Sure man what's up?" I replied glad that it wasn't Fulton.
"I need ya help, ya see I want to get Julie a lil' somethin to say thanks for helpin' me out since today I actually knew what the teacher was talkin' bout" Dwayne grinned cheerfully.
"Sounds cool so what were you thinking?" I asked thinking that maybe getting Julie a present wasn't such a bad idea.
"Nothin' too fancy, I wouldn't want her to think I like her or somethin'. That's where I need your help" Dwayne pleaded.
"Well I dunno' flowers with a thank you card maybe? Or even some chocolates? Nah scrap chocolates, she'll think you're helping Goldberg get goalie again. I'd go with flowers and a thank you card" I suggested to him.
"Thanks Portman, I'll write your name on the card then too" he offered and I retrieved my wallet for some cash to give him.
"Here, this should cover half of it, get her some nice ones" I instructed handing him a twenty.
"Oh I will, thanks Portman, I'd better get to the flower shop then, bye" Dwayne scurried off.
Well at least there's no competition from Cowboy.
But who's that jerk she's talking to now?
I spotted Julie across the hallway talking to a tall blond dude and she looked like she was flirting a little and he was flirting a lot.
Jealous. Me? I suppose I was a little.
But don't tell anyone, okay?
JULIE'S POV
The sweetest thing happened to me today.
Dwayne stopped by my dorm after school to give me a huge bouquet of Tiger Lilies, which happen to be my favourite, with a Thank You card signed by both himself and Dean.
Its nice to know you're appreciated some times and now I couldn't wait for tonight to roll around when Dean stopped by my dorm for some History homework.
Yeah I know, to anyone else this would sound exceptionally lame but come on, a night alone in my dorm room with Dean Portman? What girl would pass that one up?
I passed the time debating with myself as to whether or not I should dress up a little for the occasion. I decided against it when I realised that I'd look like a complete dickhead when he will ask me 'how come you're so dressed up Jules?'.
So I threw on a clean pair of jeans, my favourite True Religion pair, with a fresh white tank, left my shoes off and ran a brush through my hair.
"Good enough" I decided aloud as I studied my reflection. I didn't look like cheerleader material, my hair wasn't blond enough and my skin was too pale, but I looked halfway decent.
I was halfway through re-arranging my flowers for what seemed like the millionth time when the knock came.
I tried not to yelp in excitement and forced myself to take my time in answering the door.
"Hey" Portman said breathlessly, like he'd run all the way.
"Hey" I replied casting a subtle eye over his attire. We looked pretty similar since Portman had decided on jeans and a white wife beater. The only difference between us was that he had shoes on and his jeans were a lighter colour than mine.
"So where's Connie?" he asked stepping inside.
"Dunno, I haven't seen her since lunch" I replied.
"So, place to ourselves then?" Portman replied.
"Looks like it" I answered trying not to have a heart attack. I couldn't quite decipher whether he was flirting with me or not.
"Cool" he replied casually and took a seat on my bed.
"Thanks for the flowers" I said taking a seat opposite him on the floor.
"No problem, Dwayne wanted to do something nice so I thought I'd help him out" he replied and my heart sank.
So it had been Dwayne's idea all along. I know I shouldn't have been surprised. Portman was the kind of guy who received attention, not gave it.
"Oh, well it was nice of the both of you then" I said looking anywhere but at him.
"Any time Jules" he replied reaching into his bag. I remained silent and tried not to look too defeated.
"Shall we get started?" he suggested as he slid off the bed to join me on the floor.
"Yeah" I replied non-committal.
We picked up from where we left off and were halfway through the third problem when Portman blurted out.
"Who was that guy you were talking to this afternoon?"
I looked up at him.
"What guy?" I asked. I couldn't remember talking to any guy.
"Blond hair, tall, kinda He-Manny in a way but without the stupid haircut" Portman looked kinda threatened.
I threw him a blank look, who the hell do I know that looks like 'He-Man'?
Then it hit me.
"Oh do you mean Ethan?"
"I dunno, you tell me"
I could have sworn he looked pissed off. I didn't get a chance to find out though because someone was knocking obsessively on my door.
"Come in" I yelled not feeling like getting up.
"Julie where is she?" Charlie barged through the door. He looked livid.
"Don't know" I replied.
"What's up your ass Conway?" Portman asked.
"She broke Guy's nose, that's what's up. Damn it, they both told me that they would try to get along with each other" Charlie was frustrated at being stuck in the middle of Connie and Guy, again.
"She broke his nose?" Portman asked for confirmation and I could tell he was on the verge of laughter.
"Yes, she just punched him for no reason, apparently" Charlie reported and it was then when Portman lost it.
"That's so damn funny, GeeGer being hit by a girl!" he hooted and I couldn't help but smile when I saw tears in his eyes.
"Yeah funny for you, you're not the one who has to sort it out before Orion catches wind of it" Charlie was grumpy when he left.
I waited patiently for Portman to calm down a little and was more than surprised when he said.
"Jules, can we take a raincheck on this History thing? I need to go tell Fulton"
He didn't even wait for a response before he took off.
The idiot had even left his books in my room.
I have no doubt in my mind that he only sees me as a friend now.
Thanks for your reviews, glad you liked the "trout with lip gloss on" - my mind just comes up with random stuff and obviously that was no exception. I'll attempt to update again soon, I'm now off to finally review the other wonderful fics now that I've gotten a chance to actually read them!!