November 16, 1997

Disclaimer: JQ not mine. Story is sorta mine. It's based on 
the real life misadventures and torture a certain bestfriend 
of the author inflicts on her brother who is going through his
first serious romantic relationship...
Rating: Clean fun! (and hopefully all the way)
Category: Humor and  HR
Summary: Ah! The joys of  adolescence... 


        They're a bit older on this one, maybe sixteen, 
seventeen, eighteen...
        Okay! I know I said "Contact" was going to be my 
first and only HR scented fic. But things has been happening 
around me lately that I can't help but exploit the situation...
Remember an earlier fic that I wrote named "Garter"? 
Well... this is the same guy. MY GOD! That kid is like a 
walking Jonny Quest fanfiction template! 
        So in collaboration with his evil sister (who 
unfortunately has no regular access to the Internet but 
desperately wants to join this ML), Ina-chan and Saijin 
productions insanely presents... 

The Funny Thing About First Love...

Chapter One: ... Is That Things Get Weird  
by Ina-chan and Saijin

        "Konnichi-wa Jessie!" 
        Jessie froze halfway from taking off her jacket and 
blinked, "Jonny?"
        "Hai?" Jonny replied
        "Why are you talking like that?" Jessie asked 
slowly
        "Nani? Oh, I'm just practicing," Jonny replied 
nonchalantly
         Jessie raised an eyebrow when she 
noticed another startling abnormality on her best friend.
        "That's a new fashion statement..." Jessie remarked 
looking at his shirt
        Jonny looked down on the oversized tie dye sky blue 
shirt he had on, "This? Don't you like it?"
        Jessie smirked, "Well, it's just different."
        "It's comfy. 'Sides, don't you think the color and the 
swirliness just gives you this feeling of... I don't know... 
tranquillity?"
        
        Jonny bit his lip as he tried to look for words when he 
saw Jessie's skeptical expression, "It's like... lying down 
on the grass and looking up at the sky in the summer. And 
you hear the breeze blowing gently through wind chimes."
        "Okaaay," Jessie said slowly
        Jonny nudged her playfully on the arm, "It's cool. Very 
Zen. You should try it sometime."
        
        "Did something happen when I was gone?" Jessie said 
suspiciously
        Jonny grinned and was about to reply when the phone 
suddenly rang. He was gone to answer it before Jessie could 
even blink. Jessie followed him uncertainly to the next room.
        "... sure Sand! No, I'm not busy. Just a sec," Jonny 
said cheerfully to the phone. He looked up at Jessie, "Uhmm 
Jess... if anyone looks for me, can you do me a favor and
tell them I'm kinda busy?"
        "Okaaay," Jessie said doubtfully
        "Thanks Jess, you're a lifesaver! Ja ne!" With that, he 
grabbed the cordless and disappeared to the direction of his 
room.
        Jessie crossed her arms and frowned, "What the heck is 
going on here?" She said out loud to no one in particular.

*****

        "ZEN? As in ZEN BUDDHISM?" Hadji remarked 
incredulously
        Jessie nodded, "So what exactly is happening here?"
        "Jonny and Zen Buddhism," Hadji mumbled softly to 
himself, "I honestly did not notice."
        "Hadji!" Jessie called out impatiently
        Hadji looked at her defensively, "I myself have been 
preoccupied with my own affairs. I have three University 
entrance examinations to study for in just two months..."
        "HADJI!" Jessie repeated 
        Hadji sighed, "I do not know exactly what it is that you 
want to know."
        "Well, did something major happen that I should know 
the four weeks I was gone? You know, brainwashing, 
terminal disease that causes psychosis, bricks on the head?"
        Hadji frowned in deep thought, "There was a 24-hour 
stomach flu going on around. Come to think of it, I think 
Jonny caught it while we were running an errand in
the mall a few weeks back. It was quite embarrassing 
watching him regurgitate from the second floor balcony..."
        Jessie winced in disgust, "I'm sure I would have 
enjoyed the scene had I been there... but there is more 
pressing matters at hand. Are you sure you haven't noticed 
any strange behaviours lately?"
        Hadji shrugged, "I really have not noticed anything 
amiss..."
        "Like maybe overuse of a FOREIGN LANGUAGE?"
        "Race has been pushing language lessons lately since
Jonny embarrassed himself in front of the Japanese 
ambassador..."
        "MYSTERIOUS telephone conversations?"
         "Jonny has been hogging the phone for a while..."
        "Car privileges?"
        "Jessie, he just got his license. Of course he is going to 
abuse it..."
        "How about breaking curfews?"
        "We have a curfew?"
        Jessie leaned toward him menacingly and frowned in 
frustration, "Spill it Hadji! No need covering for him. You 
know I'm onto you two and I'll find out eventually."
        Hadji blinked, "What?"
        Jessie smiled wickedly, "Who is SHE?"
        "Who is she?" Hadji repeated puzzled
        Jessie grabbed his shoulders and shook him excitedly, 
"Yes! Who is she? Come on! Tell me! Tell me!"
        "I really do not know what you are talking about."
        "Who is Sand?" 
        Hadji blinked again. Then his faced brightened as 
recognition from memory dawned before him, "Oh! Sand! 
What about Sand?"
        Jessie clenched her teeth to prevent a scream of agog 
frustration from spilling out, "WHO... IS... SAND?"
        Hadji grinned at her, "She was the girl standing on the 
first floor at the mall..."

(To be Continued) 
That is if you want me to continue this...
	 

Author's squawk:

	Oh well... I just want to remind you guys that  
even though this storyline is based on real life stuff, it doesn't 
mean that that is how it exactly happened. It has been
dramatized or weirdized for creative effect. But the essence 
of the actual occasion is still there... ^_~  So a word of 
warning to all you guys out there... this is an obvious  
disadvantage of hanging out with a person who loves to 
write. WRITERS ARE PREDATORS!!!    
	
Comments, criticisms, bricks to inachan2@ican.net


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These are actually sacred teachings from my generation, people who are
currently now in their "young adult stage (late teens to 20's)

Lesson for Da DAY: (from Donna Lypchuck's column on the EyeOpener)

	Working really hard usually gets you more work, but not necessarily more
money. Remember, everything in society is actually designed to prevent you
from becoming rich and powerful. There is absolutely no way around this,
except to scream and scream until you get your way.

Ina-chan
inachan2@ican.net


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