Mostly because, if I ever made a movie out of this, Jesse McCartney would be in it, cuz I love him and I'm writing it and I say so! And then of course, if he was in it, I'd be in it...cuz I love him and I'm writing it and I say so!
Author's Notes : YES!!!! I'M BACK!!!! Terribly sorry for that extremely long hiatus, but I was havin' some computer trouble, and then i had even MORE computer trouble! Which sucked, because before all the trouble started I had half of this chapter written already! But anyway,I'm back, so let's just continue, shall we?
...I hope you guys like my Christmas present!
Chapter 13: I Want To Know You Better pt. 1
Fifteen minutes after the prank calls and the laughing had stopped, Kyle was leaned back in his chair, just staring blankly ahead.
"I'm bored," he said.
"And repetitive," said Connie.
"And rude," Daf added.
"..Not to mention, whiney," Sean put in.
"...Tall," Nick murmered, "he's also too tall. Does anyone else think he's too tall?"
"OK! I GOT IT!" Kyle interjected. "But what the hell does Vernon expect us to do that'll keep us occupied for a whole day?"
"Oh, dear, sweet, stupid Kyle," Nick muttered. "The idea is to do something Vernon doesn't expect us to do, that's the fun of this whole experience."
"So you're saying that we should...behave?" Connie asked.
"Oh no no no no no," said Nick,"I would never suggest that...mostly because I physically can't do that."
"It's true," said Kyle. "He's tried to sit still before, in class, but he just ended up goin'' all twitchy for the next three hours."
"You have an allergic reaction to good behaviour...?" Daf asked "...why didn't I see that coming?"
"Don't blame yourself, Pom - Poms," Nick told her."I have a way of achieving acts that people always think are impossible."
"You still can't pat your head and rub your stomch at the same time," Kyle muttered.
"Shut up! It's a work - in - progress!" Nick snapped.
Connie smiled.
"I know something we could do,..." she said.
Nick quirked an eyebrow.
"I thought you didn't wanna do that?" he reminded her.
Connie gave him a Look that she'd inherited it from her mother...at least, that's what her father always told her.
"Yeah, I wasn't talking about that," she said.
Nick stuck out his lower lip and stared at her with puppy dog eyes.
"I said no, now quit it!" Connie told him.
Nick just shrugged and turned in his seat to face forward.
"But as I was saying..." Connie continued, "I do have an idea."
"No way it's better than my idea," Nick muttered.
"Nick, sticking my tongue to a metal pole in the middle of January is better than your idea!" Connie told him.
"Why, miss Bender, how you wound me with your words..."
"What's your freakin' idea, Connie?" Daf asked, before Nick could say anything else.
"OK, well, it's kind of a game," Connie began,"..but not really."
"Well, then, what is it?" Kyle asked.
"It's more of an...activity," Connie replied.
"A dirty activity?" Nick asked.
Connie turned to glare at him.
"Did your parents teach you to read by giving you a stack of Playboys, or something?" she asked.
Nick looked puzzled.
"There's stuff to READ in a Playboy magazine?" he asked.
Daf groaned."Would somebody just throw something at him..please?" she begged.
Kyle shook his head. "It's no good," he said, "everything would just bounce off his head."
"I'm willing to test that theory, anyway," said Sean, flatly.
"OK, so does anyone actually wanna hear my idea?" Connie asked, exasperated.
"We want to hear your idea," said Daf, "but we'll probably have to kill Nick before you can tell us what it is."
"Fine," said Connie, then she turned to Nick.
"Hey, Nick..." she said.
"Yeah?" he replied.
"Can ya shut your freakin' pie-hole for a couple minutes?"
"Sure thing," he replied.
"Thank you," said Connie, then she turned to face the rest of them.
"That better?" she asked.
"Is he actually gonna keep his trap shut?" Sean asked.
"'Course he is," said Kyle, "once Nick agrees to do something, he doesn't back down, he follows through."
Nick smiled and nodded.
"Well," said Connie, with a smile, "that's a good quality to have..especially if we're gonna play my game."
"I thought you said it was more of an activity?" Kyle asked.
"Whatever," said Connie.
Connie then proceeded to get up and walk over to the librarian's desk...she then walked behind it and disappeared.
"What're you doing?" Sean asked.
"Getting supplies," Connie answered, from behind the desk. A few seconds later,she stood back up, holding a stack of looseleaf paper.
"We're playing paper - football?" Sean asked, hopeful.
"No," Connie replied, grabbing a few pens off the desk.
The three boys all groaned with disappointment.
"Trust me," said Connie, "it's more fun than paper - football."
"I don't believe it," said Sean.
"Well, then shut up so I can explain further and then maybe you'll believe me!" Connie told him, with a fake smile.
"Yeah Sean," said Kyle, grinning, "after all, you don't want her to give you another black eye, do you?"
"Lick Vernon's onions!" Sean snapped.
"Chomp on his pickle!" Kyle replied. (A/N...inspired by one of the greatest sitcoms ever, Married With Children...a show that I highly recommend each of you watch, if you never have before. It's in syndication now, but that just means it's on a lot more.)
Nick burst out laughing, Connie tried to hide a grin...and Daf didn't get it.
"What the hell does that mean?" Daf asked.
"Never mind," chorused the other four.
Daf rolled her eyes and sighed in annoyance.
"Anyway..." Connie contunued, as she passed out several pieces of looseleaf to each of them,"this is sorta like Truth or Dare...only kinda without the Dare part."
"So it's basically just a game of Truth...?" Kyle asked.
Connie paused, thinking it over.
"More like...Dare To Tell The Truth," she replied.
Nick quirked an eyebrow, intrigued.
"OK, everybody writes some questions down on the paper,you've got ten minutes to write as many as you can,then you tear them off the page and we put them into one big pile, and we each take a turn, pulling one question out of the pile, and first, you answer it, then everybody else answers it."
"And how is this supposed to be fun?" Sean asked, "sounds kinda boring to me."
"Well, El Jocko, you didn't let me finish," Connie replied. "You can write down any kind of question you want,anonymously. It can be as general as 'what's your favorite color?' to something as personal as 'when's the last time you had sex?'...and the fun part, is that you have to answer each question."
"You have to?" Daf asked.
"That's what I said," Connie replied.
Suddenly, Nick raised his hand.
"Yes, Nick," said Connie,"even you can put in dirty questions."
Nick smiled, and put his hand down for a moment, but then, as if a thought had just occurred to him, he raised it again.
"And yes..." Connie contnued, "this does mean that you're allowed to talk now."
Nick smirked.
"'Bout damn time," he said, "although, I was doin' pretty well, ya gotta admit."
Connie smiled.
"Yeah, you're the man, man," said Kyle.
Nick snorted. "Well, duh," he muttered, then he took a piece of paper and a pen and started writing.
Immediately, everybody else went to Nick and Connie's desk to grab their own pen, then they went back to their desks and started writing, furiously.
Nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds later, Connie checked her watch.
"Time's up," she said."Everybody got some somethin' written down?"
"Dude," Nick muttered," you are so destined to become a teacher."
"Bite me, free loader," Connie replied. "OK, nobody rip off their questions yet, we need to find somewhere to do this."
"Why can't we just do it here?" Sean asked.
"Well, cuz we're all sitting apart from eachother," said Connie, "we need a place where we can all sit together and do this."
So they all looked around the large room, considering all the areas where they could continue with their game, er...activity.
Suddenly, Kyle pointed up to the second floor of the library, at the small platform looking out over the first floor.
"How 'bout up there?" he suggested.
Connie nodded. "Let's go," she said, rising from her chair.
"Whoa! Wait!" Sean stopped her. "So, that's it?"
"So, what's it?" Connie asked.
"So you're the one who decides where we go and what we do all the sudden?" Sean asked, "you didn't even bother to ask the rest of us if we wanted to go up there..and I never even said I wanted to play this dumb game."
"It's an activity," said Nick, in a mock - whisper.
Ignoring Nick, Connie looked over at Sean.
"Well, if you don't wanna play this dumb game, then why did you pick up a dumb pen and start writing stuff down on the dumb paper?" she asked.
Sean glared at her, then glanced around at the others, who were staring at him, questioningly.
"Cuz I felt like it," he snapped.
Connie smirked, and daf rolled her eyes.
"OK then," said Connie,"Daf, do you care if we go upstairs to do this?"
"I could care less," Daf replied, nonchalantly.
"Kyle..you care?" Connie asked.
"Nope," Kyle replied, stealing a glance at Daf, who looked away quickly.
"Nick...?"
Nick just smirked and stood up.
"Lead the way, milady," he quipped.
Kyle chuckled and Sean snorted with disgust.
Connie just smiled and headed toward the stairs.
Once they were all seated on the floor of the platform, they all started to rip their papers up, and put their questions into a growing pile in the middle of the group.
After Connie had placed her last question into the pile, she leaned her back against the railing and looked to her right, where Nick was leaning against a gray, rectangular pillar.
"You done?" she asked.
"Yup," he said. "And don't worry, I tried my very hardest to be as dirty as I possibly could."
"Oh, I'm sure your mother would be so proud," Daf remarked,sitting across from him.
Nick snorted. "Knowing her?...probably."
Connie turned and looked to her left,where Kyle was sitting in the corner.
"You done, too?" she asked.
Kyle nodded, putting the last scrap of paper in the fair - sized pile in the middle of the platform.
So Connie looked over at Daf and Sean.
"How 'bout you two?" she asked.
"I'm all in," said Daf, putting her last few scraps of paper in the pile.
"Poker reference...nice," said Kyle, sounding almost impressed.
"Thankyou," Daf replied, with a small smirk.
Sean gave a snort of displeasure.
"How 'bout you, Seanny - boy?" Nick asked."You all in, too?"
"I still say this is stupid," Sean grumbled.
"That's not what he asked you, Sean," said Daf.
Sean glared at her.
"Yeah," he said, turning to look at Nick, throwing his last scrap into the center."I'm done."
"Alright then," said Connie. "Who wants to pick the first question?"
"Me!" answered Nick, Daf and Kyle,their hands all shooting up.
Connie glanced questioningly at Sean, but he just shrugged, nonchalantly.
Nick and Kyle both grudgingly agreed to let Daf go first ("'ladies first'..." Nick muttered, "what idiot thought that up?"). so Daf, with a triumphant grin on her face, reached into the middle of the pile, and pulled out a small scrap of paper.
She unfolded it, and read it over, rolling her eyes.
"'When's the last time you had sex?'" she read off the paper.
Everyone looked over at Nick.
"Oh please," he said, "how little you people must think of me ..cuz that's what I like to call,"amateur dirtiness'."
"He's got a point," said Kyle,"when he says he's gonna write somethin' dirty, the man goes all-out."
"It's true," Nick agreed.
"It's anonymous anyway, so it doesn't matter," said Connie. "But Daf, 'amateur dirtiness' or not, you do have to answer it."
Daf bit her bottom lip and glanced at Sean, looking almost sad.
"Tuesday," she said.
Nick gasped and Sean's eyes went wide.
"A school night?! Oh Daf, you rebel, you..." said Nick, smirking.
"Nick..." Connie and Kyle both muttered, in warning tones.
"Tuesday..." Sean muttered, glaring at Daf."So, the night we broke up, you go out and jump on the first guy you see, is that it?"
"Ouch," Connie whispered.
"ooh..." Kyle and Nick muttered.
"No," Daf answered.
Everyone gave her a puzzled look, but then she continued.
"...Actually, the day we broke up, I went in the Sports equipment closet in the gym,an hour later, with Tyler Addison."
Nick snorted back a laugh. "Equipment closet...how appropriate..."
"SHUT IT, DILLHOLE!" Sean snapped.
"Right, you're in pain,sorry," Nick muttered.
"I'm not in pain!" Sean argued. "In fact, y'know what? I'll go next."
"Oh boy," Connie muttered, "this is gonna get real ugly...and it's only the first question."
"Yeah," Nick agreed, whispering,"but at least it's not boring, right?"
"Nick..."
"Right,right, pain is bad..."
"The last time I had sex," Sean continued, ignoring Nick, "was Thursday night, in the back seat of Mackenzie Luddman's car."
"MACKENZIE LUDDMAN?" Daf and Connie echoed, in shock.
"Mackenzie Luddman...!" Nick and Kyle repeated,sounding impressed.
"You had sex with my ex - best friend in the back of her Camaro, is that what you're telling me?" Daf asked, in angry disbelief.
"Dude, what year?" Nick asked.
Connie smacked Nick in the arm and glared at him.
But Sean just smiled with satisfaction.
"Cherry red,'75," he replied.
"Wait, why is she your ex - best friend?" Connie asked Daf.
"Because of all the times she tried to steal him away from me when Sean and I were together," Daf explained, coldly.
"Bitch!" Connie muttered.
"Thankyou," Daf replied.
"Yes, it was a horrible thing to do..." said Nick"...but an awesome car to do it in!"
"Wait a minute!" Sean spoke up, defensive."Now she," he pointed to Daf, "has sex with a guy an hour after we break up, in the sports equipment closet - "
Nick chuckled.
"...Equipment closet..."
"SHUT IT!"
"I GOT IT! I GOT IT! Pain is bad!"
"As I was saying..." Sean continued, "she has sex in the sports equipment closet an hour after we break up, and she catches a break! But I have sex, in the back of a car, two days after we break up, and I get all the disapproval?"
"Whadda you care?" Kyle asked.
Sean glanced at him, questioningly.
"What?"
"Well, why do you care about our opinion of you?" Kyle continued, "you don't like us,anyway, why should what we think matter to you?"
Sean opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out.
He was speechless.
"Ye gads, Mr.Andrews," Nick murmered, "I do believe you've rendered him speechless."
"Yeah," said Kyle,smiling, "it's a talent of mine."
"It's true," Nick agreed, glancing at Connie, "you want to shut anybody up, Kyle's your man."
"And if you want to get somebody away from you, using any tactic possible,that's when Nick's your guy," said Kyle.
"Should I move so you two can continue your man - love moment?" Connie asked.
Daf and Sean both smirked.
Kyle's eyes went wide and Nick coughed,uncomfortably.
It was obvious that the man - love moment was over.
"Well," said Daf, grinning, "I think we just discovered Connie's big talent."
"Yeah, yeah..." Nick muttered, anxious to change the subject, "so who wants to go next?"
"Well, how bout you?" Connie asked him. "When was the last time you had sex?"
"Me?" Nick asked, then squinted his eyes, thinking."Umm...last night, in the backseat of Mackenzie Luddman's Camaro."
"What?" Sean asked, shocked.
Nick chuckled.
"I'm totally kidding," he confessed. "No, it was last night, but it was with Sarah Wallace."
"And where did this happen?" Connie asked.
"Sarah Wallace's bedroom," Nick answered, smirking.
"Ah, the 'sneakin' in through the window' approach..." Kyle muttered, smiling.
"Now, that's romantic," said Daf, then she glared at Sean, "and classy."
"OK, Kyle, you next," said Connie.
"Uhhh..." Kyle appeared uneasy. "Uh, how 'bout I go last?"
"I knew it!" Sean exclaimed."He's a virgin!"
"I'm not a freakin' virgin, OK? I just don't wanna go yet," Kyle snapped.
"Well, Kyle, you're gonna have to go soon anyway," Connie reminded him, "we all have to answer each question."
"Just do it, dude," said Nick.
"Trust me," Kyle told him, "you don't wanna hear this."
"Well, I'm sure none of us wanna hear this, but tell us anyway!" Sean told him.
"Sean, shut up!" said Connie. "Kyle, it's OK...I'll go first if you want me to."
"No..." said Kyle, "no, I'll go."
"Ok, so...?" Nick looked at his friend, interested. "When was the last time you had sex?"
Kyle took a deep breath.
"Last week," he answered, "in the sports equipment closet."
There was a collective "OH MY GOD!" from the other four teenagers.
"Yeah," Kyle muttered.
"And who were you with?" Daf asked.
Kyle took another deep breath before answering.
"Justine Morgan."
Suddenly, something seemed to flicker behind Nick's eyes.
A mix of realization...and fury.
"Connie..." Nick muttered, through clenched teeth.
"What?" Connie asked.
"Could you move outta the way?" he asked.
"Why?"
"Cux I need to kill Kyle and you're in the way right now," he told her, glaring at Kyle.
Connie glanced at Kyle, then back at Nick, confused.
"Something to share with the rest of the group, fellas?" Sean asked.
"Justine Morgan and I broke up two weeks ago," Nick replied, still glaring at Kyle.
"Oh boy," Daf muttered."This is gonna be bad...this is gonna be really bad..."
"How is this worse than you having sex an hour after we broke up?" Sean asked her.
"I'm sorry, have you never watched TV in your life?" Daf asked him, "have you not seen any movies, either?"
"A best friend's girlfriend is not someone you get involved with," Connie explained, "not while they're dating and not after they break up."
"I'll kill you!" Nick growled, trying to lunge at Kyle, but Connie pushed him back.
"I'm sorry!" said Kyle. "Look, you two weren't even together for that long anyway!Two weeks!You dated for two weeks!"
"Still reason enough to kill you!" Nick fired back, trying to lunge at him again, but once again, Connie pushed him back down...then she sat down in his lap.
"What the hell are you doing?" he asked her.
"I'm stopping you from killing your best friend," she told him.
"But you're my new best friend, anyway, remember?" he reminded her.
"Fine," she said, "then as my first act as your new best friend, I'm going to stop you from doing something that you will most certainly regret in the near future."
"Thankyou," said Kyle.
"You, shut up," Connie ordered.
"Connie..." Daf spoke up.
"What?" Connie asked.
"It's your turn."
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