Talent Chapter 8: White And Nerdy, a xiaolin showdown fanfic

I finally was able to update! Sorry to my reviewers, but I've been busy with some other stuff lately. Anyway, to my reviewer(s)...

inuyasha loves kagome123- Thanks. Well here's the update. (no duh) Enjoy.

Midnight Angel Sakura- You'll find out soon enough. When I put up the chapter for it, you'll see why I even put in the play to begin with.

On a side note, Jack will be ooc-ed to go along in the story, and if you will be of have ever listened to the song that he's about to sing, picture it with him with very bad singing voice.

The song in this chapter will be 'White and Nerdy,' By Weird Al

Jack's POV

I sprinted toward the theater, hoping that I'm not too late. Bursting through the doors, I saw that I wasn't. Ms. Shanning was sitting in the front row with her legs crossed.

I quickly caught my breath, and strode over to her, CD in hand.

"I'm here for my audition, Ms. Shanning," I said.

She slowly turned her head towards me, looking disappointed.

"What?" I asked. "Do I have something on my face?"

"No, Mr. Spicer. Just get on the stage so we can get this over with."

"Yes Ma'am." I saluted her, then went up on stage. "Hey, Gorgeous," I said to the blond chick standing next to a bunch of equipment.

"Just give me the CD, and get away from me, Spicer," Judy growled.

"Fine," I said, handing it over. "But you're going to be begging me for an autograph when I win this competition."

"I'll be counting the minutes," she said sarcastically, going back to what she was doing.

I took the microphone off of its stand, and went to the center of the stage. "Here's one to show the people in this room that I'm not afraid to admit to what I am." I looked over at Judy, hoping that the sensitive brave talk affected her. Not in the slightest. "White and Nerdy." I winked at Judy, and she rolled her eyes and started the music.

A rap song came on, and I started to sing.

Judy's POV

After I started the music, I wish I hadn't. The music was okay, but as soon as Spicer's mouth opened, some kind of horrible crooning started coming out of the speakers. At first I thought the CD must have gotten scratched, but the signal from Spicer's mouth moving told me otherwise. Man, I've never heard anything this bad before, and Ms. Shanning makes me listen to Mozart and Beethoven.

"They see me mowin' my front lawn.

I know they're all thinkin' I'm so white and nerdy.

Think I'm just too white and nerdy.

Can't you see I'm white and nerdy?

Look at me, I'm white and nerdy.

I wanna roll with the gangsta's."

'Please make it stop,' I thought as he kept going.

But so far they all think I'm too white and nerdy.

Think I'm just too white and nerdy.

I'm just too white and nerdy.

Really, really white and nerdy.

First in my class here at MIT.

Got skills, I'm a champion at D and D.

MC Escher- that's my favorite MC.

Keep your forty, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea.

My rims never spin to the contrary.

You'll find they're quite stationary.

All of my action figures are cherry.

Stephen Hawking's in my library.

My MySpace page is totally pimped out.

Got people beggin' for my top eight spaces.

Yo, I know pi to a thousand places.

Ain't got no grills, but I still wear braces.

I order all my sandwiches with mayonnaise.

I'm a wiz at Mindsweeper, I could play for days.

Once you see my sweet moves, you're gonna stay amazed.

My fingers are movin' so fast, I'll set the place ablaze.

There's no killer app I haven't run.

At Pascal, well I'm number one.

Do vector calculus just for fun.

Ain't got a gat, but I got a soldering gun.

Happy Days is my favorite theme song.

I could sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong.

I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on.

I'm fluent in Java Script as well as Klingon.

You see me roll on my Segway.

I know in my heart they think I'm white and nerdy.

Think I'm just too white and nerdy.

Can't you see I'm white and nerdy?

Look at me, I'm white and nerdy.

I'd like to roll with the gangsta's.

Although its apparent I'm too white and nerdy.

Think I'm just too white and nerdy.

I'm just too white and nerdy.

How'd I get so white and nerdy?

I've been browsin' inspectin' X-Men comics.

You know I collect 'em.

The pens in my pocket, I must protect them.

My ergonomic keyboard never leaves me bored.

Shoppin' online for deals on some writable media.

I edit Wikipedia.

I memorized Holy Grail really well.

I can recite it right now and have you ROTFLOL.

I got a buisiness doing websites.

When my friends need some code, who do they call?

I do HTML for 'em all.

Even make a homepage for my dog, yo.

I got myself a fanny pack.

They were having a sale down at The Gap.

Spend my nights with a roll of bubble wrap.

Pop, pop.

Hope no one sees me get freaky.

I'm nerdy in the extreme.

Whiter than sour cream.

I was in AV club, and glee club.

And even the chess team.

Only question I ever thought was hard.

Was 'Do I like Kirk, or do I like Picard?'

Spend every weekend at the Renaissance Fair.

Got my name on my underwear.

They see me strollin' they're laughin'.

And rollin' their eyes 'cause I'm so white and nerdy.

Just because I'm white and nerdy.

All because I'm white and nerdy.

Holy cow, I'm white and nerdy.

I wanna bowl with the gangsta's.

But oh well, its obvious I'm white and nerdy.

Think I'm just too white and nerdy.

I'm just too white and nerdy.

Look at me, I'm white and nerdy."

It stopped! Thank the Lord!

I saw Ms. Shanning pressing against her ears as if she was afraid that they were going to fall off.

"Did I make it?" was Spicer's stupid question.

Ms. Shanning tried to recover her professional manner and said, "No Jack. You failed to pass the audition."

"What do you mean I failed?" he asked, apparently in shock.

"Exactly that, you idiot," I said.

Before I could do or say anything else, Spicer was off the stage, and on his knees in front of Ms. Shanning. Is he- dare I say it- begging? Big time, dude.

"Please, please, please put me in the show!" He was practically crying at this point. "I'll do anything! Even," he gulped, "stage-crew."

"I said no Mr. Spicer," she said. "I don't know if the other teachers change their minds in their classrooms, but here and my theater, my word is law, my judgement is final. Auditions are over."

She got up and started walking out of the theater, but Spicer got up off his knees, and started tagging along behind her.

"Come on!" he insisted. "I know all about machinery, think about what I could do for the show! I could do a bunch of special effects with the lights, and the backgrounds, and th-"

"Alright!" she gave in. "You can do the special effects for the show. Now stop following me." She stalked off.

Spicer started doing some kind of victory dance in the middle of the theater once she left.

"You know technically, you're still not in the show, right?" I said on my way out.

"You aren't either," he said, still 'dancing.'

"Actually, I am," I said smoothly. "I auditioned before you got here."

"I thought you got into too much trouble to do anything," he said. Does everybody know about that?

"One thing I learned, Spicer-" he cut me off.

"Call me Jack, Gorgeous." He smirked cockily.

"Yeah. Spicer," I said anyway, "One thing I learned from working with Ms. Shanning, is that as long as its good talent, she's willing to brake all the rules to get it."

"Meaning?" He obviously didn't get where I was going with this. How stupid can he get?

"Good behavior can get you places. All I have to do is play Juliet in the next play."

His eyebrows raised. "Who's Romeo?"

"If I don't get people to try-out for the part, Jake Long."

"I'll try-out for Romeo!" he said suddenly.

"Was that supposed to make me feel better?"

"Why? Do you have a crush on Jake Long?"

I raised my fist at him. "Are you crazy? Heck no!"

"Then why don't you want me to audition?"

"Because the thought of kissing you makes me want to puke my guts out."

"Well who would you hate to kiss more? Me or Jake?"

"Why do I have to pick?"

"Because you're going to have to kiss either one of us for the play. So take your pick."

I thought for a second. On one hand, there's no way in hell that I would kiss Spicer. Not without tying me down with chains and taking away all of my dignity. On the other hand, the way I reacted to Jake earlier-

"So who would you rather kiss?"

"Well, I guess I'd have to go with- Hey, hold up. Why am I telling you anyway?"

I stormed off before he could respond. But it was too late for me to hide the truth out of his question.

Jake.

How was that? I know its way beyond classic Jack Spicer, but the song fit him perfectly. What do you think? I've got one word for all those who got this far... Review! Ciao 4 now!