Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews guys! I appreciate it. Yes, the guy is Jess, I mean not exactly, he's like a Jess knockoff, like if you were to go to an NYC street corner and buy a Gucci bag, obviously not the real thing, but it does the job, that's what he is. This chapter is fun, Theresa goes a little nuts in the middle, and we get a fun recap of the whole series! (Seriously, everything gets covered, I was amazed I was able to do it!) And there's some good old fashioned Portman family interacting.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything...which is a total lie, because I definately own like most of the characters in this...

Chapter 2: Going Portman on Him

That day at practice Theresa stretched, and thought.

"Look, Portman," Lilly sat down next to her, "We all know who the real captain is here right?"

"Yeah," Theresa nodded, "Me, so,"

"No," she shook her head, "I've got the dance skills,"

"Powell, there's more to it than dancing," she said, "And for the record, I have twelve years of ballet and hip hop on you."

"Well, I'm socially the captain anyway," Lilly smirked, "I mean the amount of time you spend with Banks and Wells,"

"Watch it Lilly," Theresa said, "You say one more thing about my friends or my family and you are going to be sorry."

"What are you going to do?" She smiled, "Beat me up? That is the way you solve things in your family right? Poor Andrew still hasn't recovered from that beating your brother gave him." Theresa held back laughter. Hearing the words "Poor Andrew" made her want to roll on the floor. Andy Powell was anything but harmless, and both times that Danny had beaten the crap out of him he totally deserved it. The first being because Andy very meanly broke the love of Danny's life, Lexi Vanderbilt's heart, and the second time, well the second time had been in defense of, her honor, if you could call it that. Andy sent a few very pointed remarks at Danny, about Theresa and her physical development. Danny had, in best big brother fashion, kicked the crap out of him. "Look, I want nationals just as badly as you do, so can we focus on that please?"

"Fine," Theresa said, "Alright," she shouted standing, up, commanding the squad's attention, "Let's go we've got work to do."

"So," she saw him again, walking back to her dorm from practice. "You're a cheerleader, that explains the flips."

"Head cheerleader," she stipulated, "actually."

"And your boyfriend," he nodded, "Quarterback right? Oh, no, wait, hockey's really big here right? So it's probably that captain."

"I'm not really Deena's type," Theresa squinted. "And there is no boyfriend."

"Good to know," he smiled, "So, what last year's captain dumped you? I mean, those are the kinds of guys you would date."

"You don't know anything about me." She mumbled.

"I bet I can guess," He smiled circling her, "You go here, because your parents did. Only child obviously, virgin probably, although maybe you slept with some senior your freshman year," she glared at him, "Family, your parents met in high school, were perfect college sweethearts, after which your dad went on to some cozy corporate job and your mom became a housewife, not the kind that does anything though. You come here, get straight A's and conquered the social world. Boyfriend, we already covered that."

"You are so far off!" She spit out, her Gaffney temper flaring, and in combination with her Portman aggression she knew she couldn't hold it in. "My parents, Dean and Julie, met when they were thirteen, kissed once but were then just friends. And yes they did go here, on hockey scholarships for your information. Then my mom dated this other guy Scooter for three years until she broke up with him to be with Luis, who is my older sister's godfather and my dad's partner, they own two bars. Anyway, Luis cheated on my mom, and then in college she dated this other guy Adam. All this was going on while my dad was dating my mom's best friend Heather. After college Julie and Adam got married, she got pregnant, lost the baby and then they got divorced. She got a job in Chicago and she and my dad got together. In an interesting twist of fate, Adam married Heather," she took a breath,

"Wow," he said.

"I'm not done yet," she said indignantly, "Adam and Heather's son, who they named Julian in a slightly creepy but lovely tribute to my mother and my older sister, Kitty were born on the exact same day, met here and fell in love, they were engaged until about a year ago, when she broke it off, and now they don't talk, actually no one really talks to Kitty anymore. Adam and Heather's other kid, Deena is my best friend. Oh, and my older brother is in love with Kitty's best friend, who also happens to be the daughter of Scooter, my mother's first boyfriend. So, I'd say no, you don't know anything about me." She walked away.

"My name's Dominic," he said.

"What?" She snapped around.

"I mean, you told me all that," he shrugged, "I owe you my name, if not my entire life story."

"Sorry," she mumbled, blushing again, "I lost it, got a little Portman on you. It happens."

"Portman?" He asked, "Like Kitty Portman?"

"That would be my older sister," Theresa nodded, "Older sister Kitty who no one really talks to anymore?"

"Right," he said, "Is it the drugs?"

"Partly, although she claims there are no drugs," she nodded, "And just her general attitude. Things have been stressed between her and our dad like forever. She still talks to Luis, I think. I'm sorry, you probably don't care about any of this, and I really don't like talking about her."

"Right, I'm sorry," he nodded, "So, your family sounds interesting." She laughed.

"You don't know that half of it." She smiled, "So, Dominic what?"

"Huh?" He said.

"Your name is Dominic," she said, "Is there a last name there?"

"Mariano," he smiled. She smirked, Italian, the Portman aunts would be pleased. "So Theresa Portman, head cheerleader with the crazy family history, do you need someone to walk you back to your room?"

"You'll have to be prepared for the possibility of my little brothers," she said. "They are pretty protective of me!"

"More siblings?" He asked.

"There are six of us," Theresa smiled, "Kitty, Danny, myself, the twins, Reid and Fulton, who are sophomores, and you will surely know by the end of the week, and little Marie, who, shit," she swore loudly.

"Quite a mouth on you Portman," he laughed.

"No," she said, pulling out her cell phone, "I was supposed to call home and talk Marie out of piercing her nose."

"Oh," he nodded, "Of course, that makes perfect sense."

"If you knew Julie you'd understand," she said as it rang. "Hi Mom!"

"Hey Re," she said, "How was the first day? How's the squad, and the quest for nationals?"

"All good," Theresa nodded, "The Lilly power struggle has begun already, but I'll deal. Reid said something about Marie's nose getting pierced?"

"Yes, well," Julie sighed loudly, "I was anticipating you being able to talk her out of it, but unfortunately you have this wonderful Uncle who is an idiot, and believed that I had given her permission."

"Luis took Marie to get her nose pierced?" Theresa said. "And he actually thought that Dad would be OK with it?"

"Dad doesn't know yet," Julie said, "I am not looking forward to tomorrow morning. You are his last unsullied little girl, treasure it kiddo."

"How are you doing?" Theresa said quietly.

"OK," she nodded, "The DVD comes out next week, so we can't watch TV, because just about every other ad, there's her face, and he,"

"Mom, I know," she said quietly, "Deena's got it on reserve, she's still dead set that Kitty's coming back."

"Her and your Nana Gaffney are probably the last two," Julie sighed, "I don't want you giving up yet, Re."

"I haven't," she said. "I mean, I pray for her, just like both Nanas told me to. Although I stick more with the Gaffney way, just because saying twenty rosaries on my knees in front of a candle isn't exactly practical,"

"Ack, Mary likes it better when you ask her for favors," Julie said, "That's how I got Kitty the first time, that's how I'll get her back."

"Alright, well, if Dad flips," Theresa said, "Let me know."

"I will, bye honey," Julie said, "Love you."

"Love you too Mom," she said, "Bye." She hung up. "Drama, drama, drama."

"So your mom's ex boyfriend took your little sister to get her nose pierced?" Dominic asked.

"My father is going to freak," Theresa said, "He's been totally on edge for like a year anyway, and Marie has always like totally idolized Kitty, so she's going through kind of a rebellious thing right now."

"Right," he nodded, "You're really pretty."

"Excuse me?" She said, completely thrown off, and the blushing coming back.

"I mean," he mumbled, "You've got the whole blonde haired hot girl thing going, but you also seem to have a brain, that's kind of hot." She blushed even harder. "This blushing thing you do,"

"I'm not really used to being around guys," she said, "I mean, Deena has this boyfriend, and my brothers, and Julian but they don't count."

"You don't date?" He asked.

"I used to," she sighed, "Until the whole movie star slash party girl sister thing. Last year was a series of guys who thought that maybe I wanted to prove myself."

"Prove what?" He asked, Theresa looked at him skeptically, "Oh, that."

"Yes," she nodded, "that."

"My mom didn't want me," he said.

"What?" she looked at him.

"You were telling me all this really intense stuff, about your family," he shrugged, "I thought I would share too. She didn't want me, anymore, so, she sent me to live with my dad, and he then he sent me here."

"So you're dorming?" She asked.

"Yes," he shook his head, "But I'm not stuck here, my bike is actually on the other side of campus."

"Your bike?" she said, starting to laugh. "Wow, and you thought I was a cliché."

"Hey, it's a cool bike," he smiled, "Maybe I'll even let you ride on it some time, I mean, if that's allowed in the preppy handbook."

"First of all, I have been on a bike before," she smiled, "My dad has an awesome bike. And second of all, who said I wanted to ride it?"

"Your eyes did," Dominic smiled. "See you tomorrow Theresa Portman." He winked and walked away.

"Is that the guy?" Fulton said, as he and Reid walked out.

"Reid," she glared at him.

"You said don't tell Danny," Reid said, "You said nothing about Fulton!"

"He looks like those guys that hang out at bar number two," Fulton said, quietly, "Only smaller."

"He's nice," she said, "His name is Dominic Mariano."

"Don't tell Nana Portman!" Reid laughed, "She'll start splitting her novenas for you and Kitty. You marry a guy named Dominic Mariano you'll totally be the favorite."

"Not like you aren't anyway," Fulton rolled his eyes.

"Shut up," she said, "And I'm serious about the Danny thing! And you too, actually" she said sharply, "I like him, and I like him alive."

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