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508 - One J at a Time (2)
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508: One J at a Time (2)
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
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Reviewer Responses
Serenity Slytherin-Malfoy: I'm glad it turned out the way it did. It might have been a little too short, but this collection's rules allows for drabbles.
888
Ok, I'm trying something new for this one. I needed a Quinn centric episode to try it so let me know what you think. Don't worry, there will be some shipper goodness, but you'll have to read to find it, lol!
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"You aren't giving up on finding a steady boyfriend are you?" Sandi asked hoping that Quinn wasn't going to actually give up on her search.
"I'm now down to Joey, Jeffy, and...whoever the other one is," Quinn moaned. Her head turned to hear the sound of a locker being opened from across the hall. Quinn's eyes widened, seeing the short blond haired, nearly six foot nine inch boy across the way. She felt faint, seeing the perfection that was in her line of sight.
Quinn," Sandi said and snapped her fingers to get her attention.
"Huh?" Quinn recovered.
"He's the captain of the basketball team. He transferred just a couple of weeks ago, but I doubt he'd want to go out with you."
"Why not?" Quinn asked, slightly put out that Sandi thought she couldn't get him.
"because, he said no to me, and if he said no to me, then he'll definitely say no to you."
Quinn felt enraged. She was getting sick and tired of Sandi playing the queen bee game. "Ok, Sandi, let's just see who he will actually date, exclusively."
"Huh?"
"That's right, the one doesn't get him as an exclusive boyfriend will have to swear off dating for the rest of the semester," Quinn challenged. "That is, if you aren't scared of a little competition."
Stacy smiled. Quinn was finally going to put Sandi in her place. Tiffany, on the other hand, bit her lip. She couldn't tell who she would be rooting for.
"I'm not scared," Sandi spat back.
"Oh really, then why haven't you accept my little challenge?" Quinn taunted.
"Fine, loser doesn't date for the rest of the semester," Sandi growled and Quinn smiled to herself.
'Ok, so Sandi's already tried to get him to notice her. I have similar tactics, but I'm going to play this a different way. I'm going to make sure that I have a slight chance with him. If I find that he doesn't like neither of us, I'll make sure Sandi doesn't win," she thought to herself.
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Caylub sat back on the bench, resting while the second stringers ran around the front court. He shook his head at the shotty play.
"They suck don't they?" a fellow first stringer asked of his captain.
"Yeah, no wonder this school is so damn focused on football," the blond retorted and took a long draft from a water bottle.
"I see you're flying solo," the other boy commented.
Caylub rolled his eyes, "most of the girls here either can't match my athletic skill, or remind me of the woman that my father cheated with that lead my mother getting a divorce and gaining 200 pounds."
"Sorry man, didn't know."
"Forget about it," Caylub brushed aside the sympathy, "it just gives me more time for basketball. It's my best way to get into a good school without having to pay for it."
"I heard that."
The two boys didn't know that they had a female spy listening on their conversation. Quinn looked quite concerned. Sandi just wanted to date him to put another notch in her belt. However, all this talk about having a steady boyfriend and Daria actually having one was starting to effect her in a way that she had never been before.
Plus, the mere mention of Caylub's name made her week in the knees and no boy had ever made her feel like that. She needed to find a way to become worth of him. She turned her head and saw the girls' team practicing. They weren't good, but they weren't the worst group of girls that ever stepped onto a court. It might go against the Fashion Club by-laws, however, even if she were to lose the bet, she would have another outlet for her popularity to grow.
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Why was her mother wanting to have Tom over for dinner? Didn't she know that she was protecting her father from Tom's on slot of jokes?
'There wouldn't have been a problem if it were Trent.' a voice in her head let out. She closed her eyes and tried to push back those emotions, but they hadn't truly gone away. Nothing was really settled between she and Trent because there hadn't ever been anything more between them.
She sighed and sat at her computer. Maybe a little Melody Powers writing would take her mind off all this crap.
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He whistled as he made his way to the weight room. He frowned, seeing that the lights were on. Had one of the dumb football players left the light on? He tested the handle and noticed that it was unlocked. He stepped in and saw a girl, wearing a tank top and running shorts was on one of the treadmills.
Caylub stood there, trying to figure out who she was. He knew every girl on the girls' basketball team, but they might have found another player, but only captains got a key to the workout room.
"Did the girls' team get a new captain or did a member of the track team sneak in here?" Caylub questioned.
"I'm the new team captain, Quinn Morgendorffer," Quinn introduced. Caylub took stock of her. She had the height, but the build was slightly lacking. Although, LHS didn't have all that many talented girls to begin with. Most were on the cheerleading squad, and most of them were not very bright.
"Funny, you don't look like you've played much," Caylub commented.
Quinn stuck her tongue out at him playfully, "I just joined a couple of weeks ago."
"No wonder," he dryly joked.
"Lawndale isn't known for its girls sports teams. Li loves her precious football team," Quinn said and Caylub smirked, finding that did have the same opinion on the bitch that ran this school like a prison.
"She seems to have a football fetish," he said and Quinn giggled.
"Ok, since you seem to be the expert on how to get into basketball shape, why don't you help me then, or are you not the expert you seem to be?"
He glared at her then smirked. The girl was challenging him. Well, if she wanted to play, he'd run her into the ground.
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"You've been spending a lot of time with him, Quinn, but you two don't look like a couple," Sandi taunted.
"I don't see you getting any closer," Quinn shot back.
"Well then, is the rumor true that you've joined the girls' basket ball team?" Sandi questioned.
"So, it's not I'm handing over wardrobe freedom to the team. I wear what I want to during the day. Besides, it's gotten me closer to him," Quinn smirked and Sandi silently fumed.
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"You've been seen hanging around Quinn a lot...she's a hot commodity around here,"
Caylub rolled his eyes, "you don't think I don't know that? I've been getting death glares from three members of the football team and most of the other popular guys that aren't on sports are wanting to beat on my bones."
"You going to go for it?"
"Hmmmm, she seems ok..."
"Ok? You've got high standards, man."
"I do, but she seems to be trying to meet those standards."
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"You do know that the polyester princess is playing a little one on one with the basketball captain?" Jane asked Daria.
"Why would I want to know who Quinn's making...wait a damn minute, she doesn't let a boy get that close."
"No, literally, they were playing basketball in the gym."
"Seriously?" Daria asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Yep, and she wasn't all that bad," Jane remarked. "It's probably some way to get more popular than the rest of the fashion drones."
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Another month passed before Helen was able to break a deal with Daria. Helen promised Daria that if she invited Tom that Helen would have a talk with Jake. So, on the last Sunday of the month, the dinner was set. Of course, Quinn had asked and gotten permission to invite her boyfriend, who she just had gotten with on a romantic basis with a couple of weeks before the planned dinner.
"Listen, Daria began, "My father...well, he can be a little..."
"Don't worry, I won't say anything that will put him into a flying fit of rage," Tom assured her.
'This would have been a lot easier with Trent," that voice in her head said. She was about to make a smart comeback to the annoyance, but the sound of a motorcycle alerted her to the arrival of Quinn's boyfriend. Quinn bounded out of the house and Daria took stock in the boy.
'He's built like a mountain, but probably doesn't have a brain between those ears of his,' Daria thought. Tom, on the other hand, felt a little, no, a lot inadequate. The blond was a walking source of testosterone and Quinn was lapping at it like a cat would to a bowl full of milk.
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"Ok, out with it, how did you get him? Or, should I ask, how much did you pay for his services tonight?" Daria asked.
"Ha ha Daria," Quinn remarked dryly, "For your information this is a real relationship I'm in with Caylub. I hope he didn't make Tom feel a little, under classed."
"Caylub makes most of the football team inadequate."
"true, he is a rare find y'know. And you ought to see him shirtless, that sight is to die for," Quinn said with a grin and Daria scowled. She didn't want to hear anymore from her sister so she went to her room.
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Daria sighed to herself. The only bad part of the dinner was tom and her father going out on a squirrel hunt. That left her mother to deal with the aftermath. What made it worse was when her bossed phoned her Helen, she wasn't able to see the face eating session that Quinn and Caylub were in the middle of on the couch.
'How can she be so...outgoing with boys? Isn't she nervous in the least?'
'Tom's ego was bruised. Trent doesn't have an ego to be bruised in such away.'
Daria screamed in her own head. She was getting tired of that voice, but she knew that it was correct. Trent wouldn't have felt a need to prove himself in someway, or, at least, Daria hoped he wouldn't have to go on a squirrel hunt with her father. She rubbed her temples, regretting once again asking Trent for thirty seconds of music. If this thing with Tom didn't work, and it was starting to look that way, then, before she left for college in the fall, she would try something with Trent and get him out of her system, once and for all.
888
Like or dislike? Should I keep Caylub, or throw him away? Let me know how you liked this one.
508: One J at a Time (2)
by SSJ04 Mewtwo
888
Reviewer Responses
Serenity Slytherin-Malfoy: I'm glad it turned out the way it did. It might have been a little too short, but this collection's rules allows for drabbles.
888
Ok, I'm trying something new for this one. I needed a Quinn centric episode to try it so let me know what you think. Don't worry, there will be some shipper goodness, but you'll have to read to find it, lol!
888
"You aren't giving up on finding a steady boyfriend are you?" Sandi asked hoping that Quinn wasn't going to actually give up on her search.
"I'm now down to Joey, Jeffy, and...whoever the other one is," Quinn moaned. Her head turned to hear the sound of a locker being opened from across the hall. Quinn's eyes widened, seeing the short blond haired, nearly six foot nine inch boy across the way. She felt faint, seeing the perfection that was in her line of sight.
Quinn," Sandi said and snapped her fingers to get her attention.
"Huh?" Quinn recovered.
"He's the captain of the basketball team. He transferred just a couple of weeks ago, but I doubt he'd want to go out with you."
"Why not?" Quinn asked, slightly put out that Sandi thought she couldn't get him.
"because, he said no to me, and if he said no to me, then he'll definitely say no to you."
Quinn felt enraged. She was getting sick and tired of Sandi playing the queen bee game. "Ok, Sandi, let's just see who he will actually date, exclusively."
"Huh?"
"That's right, the one doesn't get him as an exclusive boyfriend will have to swear off dating for the rest of the semester," Quinn challenged. "That is, if you aren't scared of a little competition."
Stacy smiled. Quinn was finally going to put Sandi in her place. Tiffany, on the other hand, bit her lip. She couldn't tell who she would be rooting for.
"I'm not scared," Sandi spat back.
"Oh really, then why haven't you accept my little challenge?" Quinn taunted.
"Fine, loser doesn't date for the rest of the semester," Sandi growled and Quinn smiled to herself.
'Ok, so Sandi's already tried to get him to notice her. I have similar tactics, but I'm going to play this a different way. I'm going to make sure that I have a slight chance with him. If I find that he doesn't like neither of us, I'll make sure Sandi doesn't win," she thought to herself.
888
Caylub sat back on the bench, resting while the second stringers ran around the front court. He shook his head at the shotty play.
"They suck don't they?" a fellow first stringer asked of his captain.
"Yeah, no wonder this school is so damn focused on football," the blond retorted and took a long draft from a water bottle.
"I see you're flying solo," the other boy commented.
Caylub rolled his eyes, "most of the girls here either can't match my athletic skill, or remind me of the woman that my father cheated with that lead my mother getting a divorce and gaining 200 pounds."
"Sorry man, didn't know."
"Forget about it," Caylub brushed aside the sympathy, "it just gives me more time for basketball. It's my best way to get into a good school without having to pay for it."
"I heard that."
The two boys didn't know that they had a female spy listening on their conversation. Quinn looked quite concerned. Sandi just wanted to date him to put another notch in her belt. However, all this talk about having a steady boyfriend and Daria actually having one was starting to effect her in a way that she had never been before.
Plus, the mere mention of Caylub's name made her week in the knees and no boy had ever made her feel like that. She needed to find a way to become worth of him. She turned her head and saw the girls' team practicing. They weren't good, but they weren't the worst group of girls that ever stepped onto a court. It might go against the Fashion Club by-laws, however, even if she were to lose the bet, she would have another outlet for her popularity to grow.
888
Why was her mother wanting to have Tom over for dinner? Didn't she know that she was protecting her father from Tom's on slot of jokes?
'There wouldn't have been a problem if it were Trent.' a voice in her head let out. She closed her eyes and tried to push back those emotions, but they hadn't truly gone away. Nothing was really settled between she and Trent because there hadn't ever been anything more between them.
She sighed and sat at her computer. Maybe a little Melody Powers writing would take her mind off all this crap.
888
He whistled as he made his way to the weight room. He frowned, seeing that the lights were on. Had one of the dumb football players left the light on? He tested the handle and noticed that it was unlocked. He stepped in and saw a girl, wearing a tank top and running shorts was on one of the treadmills.
Caylub stood there, trying to figure out who she was. He knew every girl on the girls' basketball team, but they might have found another player, but only captains got a key to the workout room.
"Did the girls' team get a new captain or did a member of the track team sneak in here?" Caylub questioned.
"I'm the new team captain, Quinn Morgendorffer," Quinn introduced. Caylub took stock of her. She had the height, but the build was slightly lacking. Although, LHS didn't have all that many talented girls to begin with. Most were on the cheerleading squad, and most of them were not very bright.
"Funny, you don't look like you've played much," Caylub commented.
Quinn stuck her tongue out at him playfully, "I just joined a couple of weeks ago."
"No wonder," he dryly joked.
"Lawndale isn't known for its girls sports teams. Li loves her precious football team," Quinn said and Caylub smirked, finding that did have the same opinion on the bitch that ran this school like a prison.
"She seems to have a football fetish," he said and Quinn giggled.
"Ok, since you seem to be the expert on how to get into basketball shape, why don't you help me then, or are you not the expert you seem to be?"
He glared at her then smirked. The girl was challenging him. Well, if she wanted to play, he'd run her into the ground.
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"You've been spending a lot of time with him, Quinn, but you two don't look like a couple," Sandi taunted.
"I don't see you getting any closer," Quinn shot back.
"Well then, is the rumor true that you've joined the girls' basket ball team?" Sandi questioned.
"So, it's not I'm handing over wardrobe freedom to the team. I wear what I want to during the day. Besides, it's gotten me closer to him," Quinn smirked and Sandi silently fumed.
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"You've been seen hanging around Quinn a lot...she's a hot commodity around here,"
Caylub rolled his eyes, "you don't think I don't know that? I've been getting death glares from three members of the football team and most of the other popular guys that aren't on sports are wanting to beat on my bones."
"You going to go for it?"
"Hmmmm, she seems ok..."
"Ok? You've got high standards, man."
"I do, but she seems to be trying to meet those standards."
888
"You do know that the polyester princess is playing a little one on one with the basketball captain?" Jane asked Daria.
"Why would I want to know who Quinn's making...wait a damn minute, she doesn't let a boy get that close."
"No, literally, they were playing basketball in the gym."
"Seriously?" Daria asked, arching an eyebrow.
"Yep, and she wasn't all that bad," Jane remarked. "It's probably some way to get more popular than the rest of the fashion drones."
888
Another month passed before Helen was able to break a deal with Daria. Helen promised Daria that if she invited Tom that Helen would have a talk with Jake. So, on the last Sunday of the month, the dinner was set. Of course, Quinn had asked and gotten permission to invite her boyfriend, who she just had gotten with on a romantic basis with a couple of weeks before the planned dinner.
"Listen, Daria began, "My father...well, he can be a little..."
"Don't worry, I won't say anything that will put him into a flying fit of rage," Tom assured her.
'This would have been a lot easier with Trent," that voice in her head said. She was about to make a smart comeback to the annoyance, but the sound of a motorcycle alerted her to the arrival of Quinn's boyfriend. Quinn bounded out of the house and Daria took stock in the boy.
'He's built like a mountain, but probably doesn't have a brain between those ears of his,' Daria thought. Tom, on the other hand, felt a little, no, a lot inadequate. The blond was a walking source of testosterone and Quinn was lapping at it like a cat would to a bowl full of milk.
888
"Ok, out with it, how did you get him? Or, should I ask, how much did you pay for his services tonight?" Daria asked.
"Ha ha Daria," Quinn remarked dryly, "For your information this is a real relationship I'm in with Caylub. I hope he didn't make Tom feel a little, under classed."
"Caylub makes most of the football team inadequate."
"true, he is a rare find y'know. And you ought to see him shirtless, that sight is to die for," Quinn said with a grin and Daria scowled. She didn't want to hear anymore from her sister so she went to her room.
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Daria sighed to herself. The only bad part of the dinner was tom and her father going out on a squirrel hunt. That left her mother to deal with the aftermath. What made it worse was when her bossed phoned her Helen, she wasn't able to see the face eating session that Quinn and Caylub were in the middle of on the couch.
'How can she be so...outgoing with boys? Isn't she nervous in the least?'
'Tom's ego was bruised. Trent doesn't have an ego to be bruised in such away.'
Daria screamed in her own head. She was getting tired of that voice, but she knew that it was correct. Trent wouldn't have felt a need to prove himself in someway, or, at least, Daria hoped he wouldn't have to go on a squirrel hunt with her father. She rubbed her temples, regretting once again asking Trent for thirty seconds of music. If this thing with Tom didn't work, and it was starting to look that way, then, before she left for college in the fall, she would try something with Trent and get him out of her system, once and for all.
888
Like or dislike? Should I keep Caylub, or throw him away? Let me know how you liked this one.