Author's Note: Yes, I'm alive! And I'm back! And I am here to give all of you wonderful readers (the ones who are still left anyway:P) another good dose of Saturday detention at Shermer High School.

Thank you to all readers who have been patient with me (all you wonderful, lovely, loyal people) and to those I have lost...well, I guess I kinda deserve it, I did keep you waiting an awfully long time.

But I'm on Winter break right now, so I hope you all find this early Christmas gift to your liking!!!!

Disclaimer: No, I don't own the franchaise, that would be like saying that I OWN the 80's, and you can't OWN a decade...although, if I could, I would definitely pick the 80's.:)

CHAPTER 29: I'm Here To Listen

Still hiding out in the classroom on the first floor, Daf and Kyle were now engaged in an act of extreme perserverance and concentration known as...the thumb - war.

"...Ow! Oww....damnit, woman! I thought manicures were supposed to be a regular activity for you uptown girls?" Kyle whined, as he snatched his hand back and examined the nail - marks Daf had made in his thumb.

"OK...uptown girls?" Daf asked, giving him a teasing smile.

"It's a song," Kyle told her "...It just means - "

" - I know what it means, I've heard the song," she replied. "But in case ya didn't notice, Andrews, there's no uptown in Shermer....actually I don't think there's any in Illinois, at all."

"I've heard there's one in Chicago," Kyle commented.

Daf smirked.

"Anyway...I'm not really that kind of girl, anyway," she mumbled, looking away from him.

"So what kind of girl are you?" he asked.

Daf shrugged.

"You tell me," she said.

Kyle raised an eyebrow.

"You sure you want me to do that?" he asked.

"Sure," she said, sitting up a bit straighter ontop of the desk "...take your best shot."

Kyle nodded, then stood up and walked around the desk so he could stand right in front of her.

"You...." he began "...are Daffodil August Pearson, which I will take to the grave, I promise."

Daf smiled.

"...You're a private person, but you also like to gossip with your friends,you have a sensitive side, but you're also tough, you're crazy and you're beautiful," he smirked at that last part, "...but mainly, you're heartbroken."

Daf's smile faltered a little.

"I am not."

"Yes, you are."

"I am not!"

"Might I remind you that you asked me to do this little character study, so you really have no right to get worked up," Kyle reminded her.

Daf didn't say anything at first, she just hopped off of the desk, and walked past Kyle to the front of the room.

"...You leaving?" he asked.

"You really think Sean had that much of an effect on me, don't you?" she asked, turning to face him.

Kyle shrugged.

"Did he?"

"No."

He nodded.

"...OK."

Daf gave him a questioning look.

"OK?"

"If you say he didn't, then he didn't," said Kyle "...I believe you."

With a small smile, Daf nodded, and began to walk over to the desk.

" - But that just means that something else did it," Kyle continued.

Startled, Daf turned back around.

"...Did what?" she asked.

"...Broke your heart," he said.

"Why do you care?" she asked, a bit flustered.

Kyle shrugged.

"Everybody's got something to say...something they're not sure everybody wants to hear," he said,"and after my dad died, my mom had to pay a guy to listen to what I had to say....I'm just offering you a less - expensive solution."

Daf stayed silent for another moment, then she walked over to Kyle and sat down ontop of her desk, again.

"I have a twin sister," she said,"and she's deaf. So, it's just been...hard, because I can't ever yell at her when I'm mad, because I know she can't hear me, and she can't sing with me to the radio, and she never wants to go out with me and my friends, because she feels like they'd just judge her, or make fun of her. That's why my mom sometimes makes me stay home on Friday nights...instead of going out to the movies, or going on a date, I stay home and keep my sister company."

"So...you resent your sister?" Kyle asked.

"No! No, that's not it at all," Daf argued. "I just...I just wish we could be like ordinary twin sisters, sometimes."

"Well, of course you do," Kyle told her, sitting next to her on the desk,"...but you're never gonna be. Which, if you ask me, is great, because there's no such thing as ordinary, anyway. I mean, think about it, what's ordinary, really?"

"Ordinary is twin sisters going shopping, and going to the movies, and having their own special language that no one else can understand - "

"But you can do that stuff," he told her. "You can go shopping with her, and you can still go to the movies, cuz they have hearing devices for deaf people - "

" - She wouldn't hear anything," Daf pointed out.

"Well, OK, no, she wouldn't hear anything..." Kyle corrected himself "...but she could read subtitles! And as far as your own language...? You talk to each other using your hands, right?"

"Well, yeah..." said Daf.

"And would any of your friends be able to understand you if you did sign language in front of them...?" he asked.

"Well, no....but then they'd feel left out - !"

"So screw 'em!" Kyle exclaimed. "If they have a problem with you wanting to talk to your sister, or your sister wanting to talk to you....then they're dicks!....Well, actually, I've met quite a few of your friends, and they are dicks, so - "

" - Yeah, yeah, I get it," she said, cutting him off, then she smiled.

"Thanks," she said.

Kyle smirked, and lightly patted her on the shoulder.

"...You'll get my bill in the mail," he said.

"I'll tear it up," she replied.

"You would."

Daf laughed, then she glanced back at Kyle.

"What?" he asked.

She reached behind him, putting her hand on the back of his neck, then she leaned in and kissed him.

It was short and sweet, and when Daf pulled away from him, Kyle had a puzzled look on his face.

"What was that for?" he asked.

Daf smiled.

"That was a thank you," she said.

"Oh," he said...then he leaned in and kissed her.

When he pulled away, she was the one with the slightly puzzled expression on her face.

"...That was a 'you're welcome'," he told her.

Daf laughed, and they leaned in to kiss each other again...when Kyle's cell phone rang.

"...Crap," he grumbled.

Straightening up, he pulled the phone out of his pocket, and when he noticed Nick's name on the Caller ID, he rolled his eyes.

"What...?" he snapped,answering the phone.

"...We have a problem."

Oh boy, what have they gotten into now? Trouble seems to follow Nick everywhere, but did he really have it coming this time? Or was this someone else's fault?

And what's Sean going to have to say about Daf and Kyle?

And WHERE is Vernon?

Please stay tuned for all the answers!!!!!!

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