The facts of life the remix part 5
Alright now I know i've been slow and possibly frustating to some if not all of you
with not skimming over all the subtext and letting our two ladies just ravage each however I promise in this chapter there will be some good Jo / Blair moments : ) Thanks to all 4 readin'
Episode 2 part 2
Modern Dating in the eighties.
" The old way of course would be for the boy / man to ask a girl/ Woman out on friday or saturday night.
Now at days things have changed a bit Jim Johnson has our Dating in the Eighties special report. Live from a singles bar."
Jo sat vegged out on the sofa clicking through the channels and stopping on a particularly amusing ( to Jo herself anyway) News report. She watched while countless men and women in the singles bar tried to decide who was to hit on whom exactly.
" I bet they don't have any advice for would be lesbians who're in like with their blonde and completely conceited roomate. " Jo mused with a sly grin.
The brunette teenager heard footsteps coming down the stairs in her direction. She quickly changed the station to one showing an old movie with Fred Astaire. It was of course her worst nightmare Blair Warner interfearing with her late night alone time. Jo used this time to reflect and remind herself why she had yet to acknoweledge the small but passionate kiss the two had shared. The biker knew she could and had come to terms with being gay. However something she would never come to terms with was breaking her mothers heart. This was why Jo had tried her damndest to stay away from the blonde heiress. Something in her heart however wouldn't let be completely cut off from the young woman who was at this moment in time flopping down next to the mechanic in her pink silk pajama's.
" Jo I need to talk to you about something. '' Blair began slowly. She hadn't slept nearly a night in the three weeks since they were hauled off to jail and expelled only to be re-instated and having to live with Edna and forced to share a bathroom with four other women. It was absolutely un-holy trying to shower in the morning let alone have a beauty ritual. Though this was not the problem facing her sleeplessness. Currently it was the dark haired woman in the striped black pajama pants and white v-neck tee that was causing her restless nights.
Jo huffs mindlessly clicking the remote control. " I think I know whatcha wanna talk about princess. ''
Blair went wide eyed could the brunette street thug possibly be thinking along the same lines as her. The blonde felt a chill up her spine and into her arms just thinking about the possiblility. " You do..?''
" Yeah. " Jo replied simply turning her head slightly to the left to view the girl setting next to her. Just the closeness of sharing a part of the couch cushions with the rich girl made Jo feel warm and excited all over. " We need ta' get a VCR. "
Blair grabbed ahold of a throw pillow and let the bronx native have it right in the gut. " You incensitive oaf, that is not what I wanted to talk about and you know it. " The heiress exploded.
" Well what then..? Cause ya' not puttin one drop a oil of old lady on my mug. " Jo retorted grabbing the affending pillow from the bottle blond princess.
" I wanna talk about the night in the jail cell..you know where we shared that impromptu liplock. "
" Oh , yeah you mean when ya' stuck ya' tongue down my throat like a stomach pumper. " Jo did not want to talk about this all she wanted to do was find ' I Dream Of Genie rerun and let off some steam' The blond had other plans it seemed tonight atleast relief and rest were not going to come.
" I did not use my tongue and may I just say you weren't exactly mad about the events. " The pink pajama'd heiress huffed turning herself away from her roomate.
Jo sighed she didn't want to hurt Blair she really cared about the girl. But did she have to press these things at three in the morning. The tough girl extended her arm out reaching around a pink silk covered shoulder. She kept the extended appendage still waiting for her rich roomate to notice that she was attempting to settle the squabble. Blair looked to her right shoulder feeling something warm and not attached to her own body there. She immediately noticed Jo's arm and her face lit up happily.
" Oh, Jo I knew you cared about me too ! " Blair exclaimed in a loud whisper turning herself to face her friend once more she kissed her sweetly on the cheek.
" Alright, Alright I care about ya' Blair we have to be careful if my mom finds out I'm getting on with a member of the same well make again. She'll dissown me and throw me ta' tha wolves. Now can I watch my tv show. " Blair gave her more than friend a suspicious look. " Fine Blair would ya' like ta' watch I dream of Genie with me ?"
" I never thought you'd ask my dear. " Blair replied handing Jo the remote control back and settling herself as close to Jo as she could possibly get. Resting her head on the Bronx Tomboys shoulder.
The Next Day 12: 00 P.M. Lunch Break.
Jo was defeating some of the varsity football team members at a milk chugging contest. So far she had been kicking but until they sent in their biggest weapon. His name was Bobby 'the baracade' Hill he was a big boy from Texas standing at six foot five and three hundred twenty four pounds. Bobby was a one man eating machine and their top chugging contest winner. Of course Jo knew she was about to lose but she went out with dignity shaking hand with the big man and congratulating him with her cookie from lunch.
" Well, aren't you a good sportsman..? Thats an admirable quality I wish more of us guys had. " Commented Jake Rappaport. He was the captain of the Varsity team and very goodlooking. Any girl that saw him immediately hit puberty and started throwing training bras to him. He was good and Jo knew he was a dog but still it was a surprise to her atleast that someone with so many other options would be hitting on her. She decided to let him make his case before turning him down.
" Yeah, Well look at me and look at him I knew I was sunk, so I figure betta' to lose sportsman like that to be all mad about it. Theres always better , bigga' milk drinker out there. " Jo deadpanned her last sentence.
" Good point, so I've been watching you for the last couple of weeks and I like you Jo. I think you're a real nice girl and I've got these concert tickets to see The Police this friday at the stadium. I was gonna take my buddy but he got tackled wrong at the last game and broke his leg in three places. The only concert he's going to for awhile are the ones caused by Vicadine and Dimmeral. Would you like to go with me Jo ? "
" Oh, gee Jake I-I'm not really that into date-" Jo couldn't argue that much who would worry about a silly little thing like their preference when Sting tickets were on the line.
" It doesn't have to be a date we could just be going as friends ya know. Friends do things together like go to concerts and movies- "
" Alright if it's just as friends I'll go I can't so no to Sting and the Police. But you betta' not try any funny stuff with me or I'll show you just how bad a sportsman I can be. " Jo warned with a doubled up fist.
Of course Natalie and Tootie the school informants / gossip mongers were the first to get word of this. So by the time three o'clock rolled around it was old news to the whole school.
Blair was the picture of calm she wasn't freaking out at all. Atleast not so that anyone could notice. Inside however she was writhing with anger so much so that if were an animal she'd have diagnosed with rabies by now. So naturally when Jo walked into the shared room Nat and Tootie left in a scurry like mice toward safety from an impending cat chase.
Finally Jo was home and the two children were away, Blair could calmly express her true feelings.
" What the hell are you doing with Jake Rappaport friday night !"
'" Uh, I'm going to a Police concert with him why what have you heard ? " Jo redirected sensing she was in hot water.
" Oh, not much only everything from you're going steady to this one time at football camp... " Blair grabbed hold of the collar on Jo's military jacket and throttled her. " Perhaps you could fill in the blanks to that one.."
" Okay I'm not sure about that one but we're only going as friends. I only said yes on that condition plus it's Sting and the Police. I'd have gone with Jack the ripper if he had tickets to see them. " Jo explained trying to bail herself out of the sinking canoe she'd built.
" My great great great grandaddy knew him I'll just call up the cemetary and see that can't be arranged. "
'" Now you've lost me, What ?"
" No one goes out with Jake Rappaport as just friends and comes home walking straight. He's a D-O-G you think you're actually going to get to the concert much less see it. Well I give you my blessing just you know be prepared this is 'hickey hills' busy season. " Blair said triumphantly heading for the doorway.
She stopped did a one eighty and said. " Oh, Jo call me when you're pregnant. " Teasingly.
" Alright , thats it come here blondie. I'll show you Hickey Hills. " Jo grabbed her roomate and placed a small kiss on her neck. " I promise we're just friends I gave him the ol' Polniaczek pummeling speach. "
'' Ahuh, you just keep telling yourself that dear, Becky Henderson said she maced him and he still kept trying." Blair laughed.
" Isn't Becky Henderson the girl that hasn't had a date since playtime in kindergarten..?" Jo shot back.
" What if she is the point is still relevant my darling. " Blair Chagrinned. " How did you know that anyway ?"
" Three words Tootie told me, No your point ain't still relevant because she's probably had the mace that long. "
" So ?"
Jo gave a frustrated huff to her would be girlfriend. " So, that stuff waters down after awhile ya' can't depend on it. Thats why I always carry my equalizer with me on outings. Except for with you because lets face it I can take you princess. "
" Haha, thats so funny I forgot to laugh. " Blair chided.
" Impossible, ya' can't forget something you neva' learned. " Jo teased.
" Oooh, erh, just shut up and go on your little pseudo date with jock boy already. I'll be here when you need someone to take you to the police station. " Blair steamed stomping off and down the stairs for her kitchen duties.
" I can't concerts not 'til friday. Now where did I put that equalizer anyway.." Jo looked around the small fourbed room until she finally found what she was looking for under her bed. " There you are Mcguyver. " The Bron native said to the instrument like it was a pet. In reality it was a shiny hand sized lead pipe heavy enough for damage convient sized for backpacks.
The Friday of the concert. Jo was going for a run around the football field. In the early morning hours when she heard a bunch of guys talking amongst each other. She stopped and quietly creeped over to the stands to get a better listen. ' God I've been around Tootie too long. ' She thought shaking her head.
" So what about you Jake you gonna get any action tonight ?" One of the other football players asked.
" Are you kidding with Jo Polniaczek I don't think so, She's more of a girl that's your buddy not a girl wants your body. Besides man we're only goin' together cause Brad broke his leg. " Jake stated which Jo was happy about but she was sure it was a downplay for his manhood to admit that he wasn't getting any tonight. Especially in front of all the guys.
" Oh, yeah well I got somethin that'll make a girl unable to say no. " Said the unknown Jock pulling a plastic baggie from his jacket pocket. " Here in case you change your mind tonight."
Under peer pressure Jake took the pills from the guy. Not having any intention of using them that night or any.
However Jo didn't know that and she had herself a plan. Because hell had no fury like a Polniaczek crossed by some jock/ punk wannabe like Jake Rappaport.
Later that evening about eight thirty to be exact Jake and Jo arrived at the concert. With her impeding plans at hand she was almost too nervous to be excited about the show.
While back at the school Blair sat in quiet prayer that Jo would 1. Be Safe and 2. forgive her for her bad judgement if she was wrong about that dog of a tight-end named Jake Rappaport. A few months ago that name would've made Blair Wariner swoon but now it just made her sick at her stomach.
Back at the concert Jake and Jo were actually having a really good time. When the band broke for set change Jake asked his friend if she wanted something to drink. " Sure I'll have whateva you're havin' !" She yelled over the crowd that was silent at the time. So naturally they all stared in her direction. Jake laughed. " Deaf by subwoofer gotta love it, I'll be right back with the drinks." He walked out of the stadium and into the vender section of the large building. When all the voices of his so called buddies rang out in his head. The sudden pressure to perform such tasks as getting a girl into bed built up inside him. He shook his head and ordered two Pepsi Colas. " That'll two bucks pal. " A large hairy man in a cooks apron said from behind the vend cart. Jake reached into his pocket and felt the pills still in the denim chamber. He hadn't flushed them he quickly pulled out two ones and said thank you to the vender. Taking the two ice cold freshly opened fizzy Pepsies he went to walk back to Jo then the urge hit him. He could get away with this she liked him they getting established in their friendship she'd never suspect him and he'd be in good with the guys on the team. All he had to do was slip one of those pills into Jo's pop bottle. She'd be his and never even know it. So without any further hesitation he did just that. Little did he know Jo had played this game before. Coming from the Bronx she'd seen and done alot of things she wasn't proud of that were part of everyday survival in her world. She had pick pocketed him earlier switching the little white pills for tic tacs without Jake being any the wiser of it. She had another trick up her sleeve when he got back with the bottles of pop. He couldn't get into his seat properly without first handing Jo both bottles. Thats when Jo ruffied his Pepsi with him being none the wiser. A few drinks later he felt a little fatigued but he had run drills that day so he wasn't surprised. What he couldn't believe was that this was Jo's second bottle of pepsi and she was just fine. Other than the occasional manly sized belch from gulping too fast. He was baffled beyond belief he took another swig of his pop and decided to beat her at the belching game. However instead of beating Jo he fell on his rear end backwards into the crowd. " Does that young man need any help ? " A grandfather like man who had escorted what looked like his grandaughters there inquired. " Nah he'll be fine he just has a little bloodsugar rush thats all. " Jo replied helping Jake walk out of the stadium and to his car. " Am I getting lucky ?" He asked stupidly in his drugged up state as Jo helped him into the backseat and took his keys. " Oh, yeah you're gettin' real lucky that I don't turn you in to tha' cops ya' creep. Whats worse is now I gotta tell Blair she was right. Ya' couldn't have just been a descent friend nope ya' had ta' go an' be a Jock. " Jo said to herself because Jake had just passed out. She started the car and drove back to the school. Jo staggered through the door of Edna Garrets kitchen. The reason she was staggering of course was that she was carrying about a hundred and fourty pounds of dead weight on her shoulders. Lucky for the brunette Edna Garret was a worrier. The older red head was sitting in one of the many chairs reading a magazine with curlers in her hair and a mud mask on. " What on earth happened to him ? " Edna asked in a pre-hyperventilatory voice. " I'll explain in a minute Misses G. But right now I got get this ass offa my back. " Jo answered kicking one of the kitchen chairs out a ways from the table it was positioned at. Then she let him down with a flop. After Jo explained what had happened Edna called the police and an ambulance. Then Jo gave the pills to the arresting officer. The women staggered up the stairs at about three in the morning after all the excitement. Ready to catch what sleep they all had left Jo knew she still had one more person to contend with Blair. Jo was seated on the sofa at three thirty unable to sleep from all the adrenaline she'd used and the tic tac infused pop. There she waited for one miss Wariner to show her silk pajama covered self. Sure enough down the steps her familiar foot stomp could be heard coming in her direction. " Hey. " " Hey. " Jo replied in stoic like silence after that she glared at Blair with her deep brown eyes. " Okay get it ova' with already so we can move on with life around here. " " Get what over with ? " Jo once again glared at her blond roomate knowingly. " Oh, you mean the I was right you were wrong speach. " Jo knodded her head and flipped off the television. " Well I wasn't you're a big girl and you can take of yourself and I just feel I guess like I should look out for you like you look out for me. I will stop from now on though obviously you've dealt with these things before and I haven't and my feelings for you are all new to me. You have to kind of warn me when I'm overstepping my bounds okay ? " " Wow, I can't believe Blair Wariner said she was wrong about something. " Jo reveled momentarily. " Look Blair just because we're togetha' don't mean I'm gonna stop makin' friends that are guys and girls and maybe even a dog here an' there. It don't mean I'm leavin' you or that I'm tired of you or whateva. You lookin' out for me is a really sweet thing and I wouldn't like you so much if ya' didn't always ruffle my feathers. I mean lets face it princess I'm Dick Sergent to ya' Genie okay. We bicker and squabble but in the end we're made for each other. In a word I forgive you. " Explained the Bronx native. " Good and you know something I think I'm ready for us to go a little further in our relationship. " Jo's head turned and her eyes widened. " Jo will you kiss me ?" " Thank God I think I woulda died if I had to talk anymore. " " Don't ruin Jo just kiss me. " Blair ordered. The camera cuts away as the two girls kiss slowly and sweetly.
