Post by charles finley. on Jul 11, 2008 15:28:53 GMT -5
DR. CHASE INSPIRES ME~~
Lawlz. Actually, I'm not really sure what brought this on. I was thinking of an episode in House of season three, and Dr. Chase starts this thing with Dr. Cameron were he goes "It's Tuesday ... I like you." I'm not exactly sure why he does it; all I know is that he's totally heartbroken because Cameron LIED to him and said that she felt nothing about him. CAMERON YOU LIED AND BROKE HIS HEART. NAO I KILL YOU.
Uhhh ... Anyways.
I based her schedule off mine for next year; German, English, American History, Math, Lunch, General Science, and Art. Not to mention the fact that for us, at least, we have lunch right after fourth hour, at 12.25. I've asked a few of my friends, and they said that for the first half of the year, you feel all sick in fourth hour because you're so hungry. XD
It's short, it's random, it probably makes no sense, but dude, whatever. Life kinda makes no sense sometimes. And I just needed to write, and out came this.
Summary; "It's Tuesday ..." He commented, ignoring the comment I had made about the light load of homework for him. "I like you."
Rating; K+/Teen. I'm calling in Teen due to the fact that the author swears profusely without giving a damn about the world, and while there is no swearing in the story that she remembers right now, there is, indeed, swearing in the author's notes. XDD
Genre; Uh, romance? I'm not really sure - you tell me. I wouldn't even call it romance. XD Hell, I wouldn’t even consider it ‘fluff’. LOL.
Pairings; Spud/Trixie. Of course, what else? Other than that, I'd really only write Ash/Lewis, Fred/Rose, Liam/Emi, and Shade/Florence. (for AD;JL, that is. Don't get me started on House, Maximum Ride, Twilight, House of Night, etc. XD)
Disclaimer; All hail James Patterson, Stephiene Meyer, PC & Kristen Cast and House, M.D. Mainly James Patterson for creating Max and Fang, EVEN IF HE WON'T GET THOSE TWO TOGETHER. sgkjdskj. Oh wait, this is for American Dragon, isn't it? MAH BAD. All hail ... Jeff Goode? Man, I don't even know anymore. I stopped paying attention awhile ago. All Rights Reserved; ©
Other; It's totally dripping with Out of Character (OCC) ness. I haven't written these guys in ages, and when I had them in a story, I never really 'had' them in the story, if you catch my drift. I am also not that much of an original person, so, if you've read either Twilight or Maximum Ride, both are mentioned ... ish in this. XD
When life gives you lemons, you throw them at people …
Eh, okay, so not exactly the world’s best saying. But it is fun to do so. If I recall correctly, Jake, Spud and I did that last Halloween to Brad’s house …
It was almost lunchtime - that much I could tell from not even having to look at the clock. Being in high school, coming straight from middle school, it gave your stomach this sense that you should be eating right now, but you really weren’t. It was barely 12.15 o’ clock, and I without even looking, I knew instantly that Spud and Jake were just like, suffering from the food withdrawal. They were men – according to them, they had to eat, all the time.
The teacher was droning on about math – Algebra I, lovely, no? I also kinda found it amazing that Jake managed to get into this, but I could only assume that was from the help of Spud doing his homework for him. Things never change, do they?
Eventually, we were all saved by the bell. What a cliché line. But, sadly, it was true. The boys rushed off towards the lunchroom, mumbling incoherently about not being able to eat because High School was a prison chamber and how they felt so violated and abused by not being able to eat. Weirdoes.
I collected my things; bookbag with the words “Lil Mama” engraved onto it, math book, pencils, the basic school stuff, and headed towards my locker. I looked down the halls – the only people there were the seniors who refused to go to class or lunch, aka the girls who don’t eat anything. I shut my locker door after having stuffed everything that was unneeded for the lunchroom and headed off, only to be greeted by Spud, who was standing around the corner from my locker. He looked nervous as I got another good look at him.
The summer had changed him – both of us, actually. His face became slightly more narrow, his cheekbones higher, and some of the baby fat had disappeared, but the only thing that stayed the same were his brown eyes and brown with blonde tinted hair. His body figure had become leaner and he was now towering over me.
I had grown out my hair from the pompom like hair. I had straightened it, leaving some curls around the ends, and got side bangs. My figure became slimmer, and I actually kind of started to care what I was wearing now.
“Hey, Trix. Ready for lunch?” There was something in his eyes … just something that was screaming he was nervous – I was a girl, and I was highly perspective of my friends. Something was bothering him. For now, I ignored it. My intuition was telling me that I knew it, deep down, but my heart wouldn’t admit it.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
“I thought you would have massacred the unsuspecting town’s folk while Jake locked the doors so you could steal all of your food …” I smiled, though, it was probably extremely sad how something like that could just easily happened if Jake and Spud just snapped. I saw a smile spread across his face, but that look of sheer terror in his eyes never left as he nudged me playfully.
“And were would you fit in with that?”
“Oh, I’m with the dragon and his friend, of course.” [A/N; lol. Twilight. XD]
The smile didn’t reach his eyes, but he shook it off as we entered the lunchroom, looking around for our usual table – despite the fact that we’ve only been here for about two weeks. At last, we found it, finding one person with black hair and tinted green around it saving us seats. His glare did not look happy.
“Man, I’m starving. And you know what? All the pizza is gone! I stayed here because you waited for Trix, and then you know what happens? All the pizza is gone! Gone, I say! I’m the freaking American Dragon – I need at least 3000 calories a day.” Spud rolled his eyes as Jake ranted on and on.
“Jakey, you’re sounding like a chick. And, not to mention, 3000 calories a day are the human/avian hybrids, like from that book, Maximum Ride.” It didn’t matter what I said – Jake was already gone by the time the word and had left my mouth. Quickly, I followed his suit, also extremely hungry. I, however, wouldn’t complain … much.
Spud and Jake managed to grab their food before me; what ever happened to ladies first? By the time that I had gotten back to the lunch table, Spud and Jake were engulfed into this debate about who was hotter – still Stacey or the senior ‘babe’, as they put it, Rachel.
And then, maybe for the first time in my life, my stomach felt queasy at the thought of Spud mentioning the fact that he thought Stacey was hot. What should I care? I’m just is friend and nothing more. That’s how we look at each other, right?
It was after school, and the two of us were walking home, like normal. Jake had run off, claiming that he had something to do. “I’ve got to babysit my, uh … sister! Yeah, that’s it.” And he had run off the other way, when in fact, his house, was the direction that we were walking towards. I shrugged it off, thinking nothing off it. It meant nothing, nothing at all.
“Light homework load, eh, Trix?” Spud asked. I shrugged. Truthfully, the homework was anything far from light; I had a paper due for German tomorrow, read a chapter of Wuthering Heights for English, Read about the Civil War for American History and finish the assigned questions for it, Math homework, Science homework that talked about the general’s of Science, and art homework – which was studying for a test. That covered all six of my lovely subjects.
“For you, maybe,” I said, looking at him. The smile reached his eyes, and the look in his eyes appeared to be gone. But once he caught me glancing at him, his eyes shifted back to the nervous, terror, whatever it was, state. He came to a stop on the middle of a sidewalk, looking at me.
“It’s Tuesday …” He commented, ignoring what I said about the light homework load.
Normally, he would have made some snide comment about it, but this time, he didn’t. Something had to be up …And then, of course, everything kinda just clicked together. Something was indeed bothering him, something that Jake knew about, which caused him to run the other way, and something I was about to find out. Or, maybe I was just extremely paranoid and he was just making a simple observation of the day.
He seemed to be struggling to find the right words – which, for Spud, being the brilliant genius that he is, it shouldn’t have been all that hard. But here he stood, trying to figure out something, which probably of something with a complex structure. What I didn’t expect, were the words the left his mouth. Maybe it was because I knew it all along, or maybe it was denial. Finally, the words escaped his lips …
“I love you.”
Woohooo. There it is. I would have posted this in the morning, but my interwebz was gheyyy. XD
So, there it is, in all it's glory. Feels kinda weird writing an AD;JL oneshot without any OCs.
Mkays. I’m gonna go finish up watching “Cursed”, which is the episode focused around that hot Australian doctor, Dr. Chase. *sighs dreamily*
Lawlz. Actually, I'm not really sure what brought this on. I was thinking of an episode in House of season three, and Dr. Chase starts this thing with Dr. Cameron were he goes "It's Tuesday ... I like you." I'm not exactly sure why he does it; all I know is that he's totally heartbroken because Cameron LIED to him and said that she felt nothing about him. CAMERON YOU LIED AND BROKE HIS HEART. NAO I KILL YOU.
Uhhh ... Anyways.
I based her schedule off mine for next year; German, English, American History, Math, Lunch, General Science, and Art. Not to mention the fact that for us, at least, we have lunch right after fourth hour, at 12.25. I've asked a few of my friends, and they said that for the first half of the year, you feel all sick in fourth hour because you're so hungry. XD
It's short, it's random, it probably makes no sense, but dude, whatever. Life kinda makes no sense sometimes. And I just needed to write, and out came this.
xx;
Summary; "It's Tuesday ..." He commented, ignoring the comment I had made about the light load of homework for him. "I like you."
Rating; K+/Teen. I'm calling in Teen due to the fact that the author swears profusely without giving a damn about the world, and while there is no swearing in the story that she remembers right now, there is, indeed, swearing in the author's notes. XDD
Genre; Uh, romance? I'm not really sure - you tell me. I wouldn't even call it romance. XD Hell, I wouldn’t even consider it ‘fluff’. LOL.
Pairings; Spud/Trixie. Of course, what else? Other than that, I'd really only write Ash/Lewis, Fred/Rose, Liam/Emi, and Shade/Florence. (for AD;JL, that is. Don't get me started on House, Maximum Ride, Twilight, House of Night, etc. XD)
Disclaimer; All hail James Patterson, Stephiene Meyer, PC & Kristen Cast and House, M.D. Mainly James Patterson for creating Max and Fang, EVEN IF HE WON'T GET THOSE TWO TOGETHER. sgkjdskj. Oh wait, this is for American Dragon, isn't it? MAH BAD. All hail ... Jeff Goode? Man, I don't even know anymore. I stopped paying attention awhile ago. All Rights Reserved; ©
Other; It's totally dripping with Out of Character (OCC) ness. I haven't written these guys in ages, and when I had them in a story, I never really 'had' them in the story, if you catch my drift. I am also not that much of an original person, so, if you've read either Twilight or Maximum Ride, both are mentioned ... ish in this. XD
xx;
Tuesday
[Tourniquet;
[Spud/Trixie]
xoxo;
Trixie Carter;
[Tourniquet;
[Spud/Trixie]
xoxo;
Trixie Carter;
When life gives you lemons, you throw them at people …
Eh, okay, so not exactly the world’s best saying. But it is fun to do so. If I recall correctly, Jake, Spud and I did that last Halloween to Brad’s house …
It was almost lunchtime - that much I could tell from not even having to look at the clock. Being in high school, coming straight from middle school, it gave your stomach this sense that you should be eating right now, but you really weren’t. It was barely 12.15 o’ clock, and I without even looking, I knew instantly that Spud and Jake were just like, suffering from the food withdrawal. They were men – according to them, they had to eat, all the time.
The teacher was droning on about math – Algebra I, lovely, no? I also kinda found it amazing that Jake managed to get into this, but I could only assume that was from the help of Spud doing his homework for him. Things never change, do they?
Eventually, we were all saved by the bell. What a cliché line. But, sadly, it was true. The boys rushed off towards the lunchroom, mumbling incoherently about not being able to eat because High School was a prison chamber and how they felt so violated and abused by not being able to eat. Weirdoes.
I collected my things; bookbag with the words “Lil Mama” engraved onto it, math book, pencils, the basic school stuff, and headed towards my locker. I looked down the halls – the only people there were the seniors who refused to go to class or lunch, aka the girls who don’t eat anything. I shut my locker door after having stuffed everything that was unneeded for the lunchroom and headed off, only to be greeted by Spud, who was standing around the corner from my locker. He looked nervous as I got another good look at him.
The summer had changed him – both of us, actually. His face became slightly more narrow, his cheekbones higher, and some of the baby fat had disappeared, but the only thing that stayed the same were his brown eyes and brown with blonde tinted hair. His body figure had become leaner and he was now towering over me.
I had grown out my hair from the pompom like hair. I had straightened it, leaving some curls around the ends, and got side bangs. My figure became slimmer, and I actually kind of started to care what I was wearing now.
“Hey, Trix. Ready for lunch?” There was something in his eyes … just something that was screaming he was nervous – I was a girl, and I was highly perspective of my friends. Something was bothering him. For now, I ignored it. My intuition was telling me that I knew it, deep down, but my heart wouldn’t admit it.
Thump, thump. Thump, thump.
“I thought you would have massacred the unsuspecting town’s folk while Jake locked the doors so you could steal all of your food …” I smiled, though, it was probably extremely sad how something like that could just easily happened if Jake and Spud just snapped. I saw a smile spread across his face, but that look of sheer terror in his eyes never left as he nudged me playfully.
“And were would you fit in with that?”
“Oh, I’m with the dragon and his friend, of course.” [A/N; lol. Twilight. XD]
The smile didn’t reach his eyes, but he shook it off as we entered the lunchroom, looking around for our usual table – despite the fact that we’ve only been here for about two weeks. At last, we found it, finding one person with black hair and tinted green around it saving us seats. His glare did not look happy.
“Man, I’m starving. And you know what? All the pizza is gone! I stayed here because you waited for Trix, and then you know what happens? All the pizza is gone! Gone, I say! I’m the freaking American Dragon – I need at least 3000 calories a day.” Spud rolled his eyes as Jake ranted on and on.
“Jakey, you’re sounding like a chick. And, not to mention, 3000 calories a day are the human/avian hybrids, like from that book, Maximum Ride.” It didn’t matter what I said – Jake was already gone by the time the word and had left my mouth. Quickly, I followed his suit, also extremely hungry. I, however, wouldn’t complain … much.
Spud and Jake managed to grab their food before me; what ever happened to ladies first? By the time that I had gotten back to the lunch table, Spud and Jake were engulfed into this debate about who was hotter – still Stacey or the senior ‘babe’, as they put it, Rachel.
And then, maybe for the first time in my life, my stomach felt queasy at the thought of Spud mentioning the fact that he thought Stacey was hot. What should I care? I’m just is friend and nothing more. That’s how we look at each other, right?
xoxo;
It was after school, and the two of us were walking home, like normal. Jake had run off, claiming that he had something to do. “I’ve got to babysit my, uh … sister! Yeah, that’s it.” And he had run off the other way, when in fact, his house, was the direction that we were walking towards. I shrugged it off, thinking nothing off it. It meant nothing, nothing at all.
“Light homework load, eh, Trix?” Spud asked. I shrugged. Truthfully, the homework was anything far from light; I had a paper due for German tomorrow, read a chapter of Wuthering Heights for English, Read about the Civil War for American History and finish the assigned questions for it, Math homework, Science homework that talked about the general’s of Science, and art homework – which was studying for a test. That covered all six of my lovely subjects.
“For you, maybe,” I said, looking at him. The smile reached his eyes, and the look in his eyes appeared to be gone. But once he caught me glancing at him, his eyes shifted back to the nervous, terror, whatever it was, state. He came to a stop on the middle of a sidewalk, looking at me.
“It’s Tuesday …” He commented, ignoring what I said about the light homework load.
Normally, he would have made some snide comment about it, but this time, he didn’t. Something had to be up …And then, of course, everything kinda just clicked together. Something was indeed bothering him, something that Jake knew about, which caused him to run the other way, and something I was about to find out. Or, maybe I was just extremely paranoid and he was just making a simple observation of the day.
He seemed to be struggling to find the right words – which, for Spud, being the brilliant genius that he is, it shouldn’t have been all that hard. But here he stood, trying to figure out something, which probably of something with a complex structure. What I didn’t expect, were the words the left his mouth. Maybe it was because I knew it all along, or maybe it was denial. Finally, the words escaped his lips …
“I love you.”
xo - end
Woohooo. There it is. I would have posted this in the morning, but my interwebz was gheyyy. XD
So, there it is, in all it's glory. Feels kinda weird writing an AD;JL oneshot without any OCs.
Mkays. I’m gonna go finish up watching “Cursed”, which is the episode focused around that hot Australian doctor, Dr. Chase. *sighs dreamily*
[xx Ashyy Chase :]
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