Dude and Dudette

Chapter Two

"What do you say, ladies? You guys want a date with the Jonesmeister?"

Was that Jonesy's voice? She couldn't believe what she was hearing, it made no sense, but her eyes confirmed her greatest fear. There was Jonesy, in typical flirt mode; one hand on hip, other arm straight, supporting himself on the wall and hovering over the clones. Her eyes darted back and forth. Jonesy. The clones. Jonesy. Clonesy. Jones. Clones. Clones. Jones. Jones. Clones. Clonesy. Jonesy... Jonesy... Jonesy...

"JONESY! What the hell do you think you're doing?" Nikki yelled.

Jonesy looked up and grinned, "Nikki! There you are! I've been waiting for like ever man!"

"Like ew, Jonesy, you know her?" Chrissy asked

"Like ew, yeah. Now get out of my way before someone loses a tooth." Nikki snarled as the three of them backed down, she then proceeded to march towards Jonesy.

"Woah, what's wrong Nik? You look mad, you're not on your period, are you- OW!" he cried when Nikki grabbed his ear and pulled him in the direction of the change rooms. "What was that all about?" he whined as soon as she let go.

Nikki growled "God, Jonesy! You're such a guy!" she punched him on the arm, "And the clones! Don't tell me you're interested in them or I'm gonna hurl."

"Nah, I got my eyes set on someone else." Jonesy winked and nudged her.

Too angry to see his advance, Nikki continued on, "Can't you stop hitting on girls for one second? I mean, why do you always have your mind in the gutter? Do you get led around by what's inside your pants? You know what? Forget it, you're just a dumb, thick-headed, jock!"

Realising that she was being serious, Jonesy was taken aback, "O-oh yeah? Well what do you know? You're short!"

"Excuse me?" all thought flew out of Nikki's head, "What the hell? Did you just say I'm short?"

"Yeah! You are short, and you're right, I am a guy; I like checking out girls and hitting on girls. I don't see how that makes me a dumb jock. Not that it's any of your business, but I was only talking to the clones because I was waiting for you. I don't know where you were, but it was taking you damn long to get here. On second thought, maybe it's because you have such short legs. You know, most girls I date I don't have to bend down to talk to like I do with you." he said victoriously.

"Well I'm sorry I'm not an air-headed blonde Barbie who wears impossibly high heels so that you don't have to bend over." Nikki spat venomously, "I like wearing comfortable shoes and having a brain. Besides, as if I would ever date an egotistical jerk like you!"

The slam of a door seemed to wake Jonesy up. Great, what the hell just happened? Nikki was pissed and most likely she locked herself in one of the change rooms. "Nikki! Open up!" he pounded his fist on the door and tried opening it; yep, it was locked.

"Come on! Look, I'm sorry about what I said! I wasn't thinking!" he sighed and leaned his forehead on the door; the possibility of going out with Nikki now seemed hopeless. "...I know I'm the biggest jerk right now... but I came here to talk to you... and then you just blew up at me for no reason, I guess I just had to fight back."

Hearing no response Jonesy knew it was useless, Nikki was good at keeping grudges and she wasn't coming out of there any time soon. Cursing, Jonesy kicked over a small display by his foot and left the store.

Nikki closed her eyes and ran a hand through her hair. At least he was gone... she thought to herself.

Jen found that she enjoyed Jude's company. He was... well, he was different, for the lack of a better word. Not that different was a bad thing, he was also helpful, fun to be with, and he saw things in ways that would amaze you.

She also realised that this was... "Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!" Jen shouted and banged her head repeatedly on the wall. She was thinking about him again, if fact, she hasn't stopped thinking about him ever since that dream.

Jen looked at Jude who had been stuck in the penalty box by Coach Halder earlier, what was it about him? He wasn't like the usual guys she'd fall for; he wasn't GQ hot, buff, or anything like that. He was quite the opposite; lanky, bad posture and he definitely had a short attention span. So what was it that she found attractive? What a minute... she found Jude... attractive? The guy who said, "Hey Jen, look at this!" and started juggling a football, soccer ball and a tennis ball. The guy who got startled when she yelled at him, lost his footing and knocked over an entire aisle. The guy who got sent to the penalty box by her boss and ultimately left her to clean up the mess?

"Argh! You are not attracted to him!" Jen cried and started banging her head again.

Coach Halder's voice rang through the store, "Masterson! You're chipping the paint!"

Caitlin looked at Wyatt... strange; there were usually four more people by now. "Hey, where is everyone?" she asked.

"Beats me." Wyatt shrugged.

"Oh never mind, here comes Jonesy." Caitlin waved but Jonesy just sighed and plopped down in front of the giant lemon.

Wyatt raised an eyebrow, "What's up with you?"

"I pissed off Nikki and she locked herself in a change room and won't talk to me." Jonesy groaned, "You were right man, it's never gonna work between us. She hates my guts."

"Uh, there, there, Jonesy, I'm sure it's not that bad." Wyatt offered and glanced over to Caitlin for help.

"Oh dear, maybe I should check up on her..." she whispered and quickly took off her uniform. She then gave Wyatt a thumbs up and ran off towards the Khaki Barn.

"Yeah... I'll stay here and make sure Jonesy doesn't do anything stupid." Wyatt then saw a pretty hot girl walk by, last week Jonesy would've jumped up and asked for her number, now Jonesy didn't even look. "Oh the drama." sighed Wyatt.

"Welcome to the Khaki Barn!" Kristen greeted as she walked in.

"Thanks! Um, I'm looking for Nikki..." Caitlin skimmed the store to see if she was there.

The clone rolled her eyes, "Apparently Nikki doesn't know that she doesn't get paid to sit around in the change rooms all day."

Caitlin smiled nervously, "Oh, ok, thanks... that's a cute top by the way." She made her way to the change rooms and saw a familiar pair of sneakers from the bottom of one. "Nikki? Is that you? Are you ok?"

The door opened slightly and a tired Nikki stuck her head out, "Oh thank God, I thought you were one of the clones for a minute. What are you doing here?"

"Well, Jonesy was all depressed and stuff so I thought I should check up on you."

"No shit, huh? Uh... come on in then, I guess I need someone to talk to." Nikki opened the door wider and pulled Caitlin in.