Winter Ficlets: DC High
Dec. 22nd, 2009 08:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
scurvyknaveryThese ficlets are both ridiculous, and both set within the DC High universe, which begins with I Would Add Up What You Mean To Me, But and involves several other stories.
The Problem With Girls Named Maria, for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
amathela, 339 words
DC High (Disney Channel RPF), Demi/Selena
"Hey," Demi says, nudging Selena's knee with her hand. "It's okay. You're, like, really good, remember?"
Selena ducks her head, embarrassed the way she always is when Demi tells her that she's going to be good. Not that she doesn't believe her, but - it's Demi, and she's gorgeous and confident and such an amazing singer, and sometimes Selena can't believe that anyone like that could be complimenting her. "Thanks," she says, feeling shy, and suddenly she just really wishes they weren't in the middle of the school cafeteria. "But - ugh, this is still stressing me out. Being an understudy is so much work, and I probably won't even get to do anything. Plus, I've got my actual part, and that's like - ugh."
Demi draws circles on Selena's leg with her thumb, smiling at her like she doesn't know what to say. Honestly, though, the thing with her hand is helping a lot. "I know," she says, sneaking her hand a little bit higher, until Selena gets nervous about how many people could see, and squirms away. Demi breaks into a smile. "I could run lines with you, if you wanted?"
She says run lines with you like the end of that sentence is in your pants, and the responsible part of Selena is pretty sure she should punch Demi in the arm and tell her she's been spending too much time with Joe. But the other part of Selena is really sick of doing extra work for the school musical and not getting to see her girlfriend, and even though Demi's totally joking, Selena nods. "Really?" she asks.
"Really," Demi says, wiggling her eyebrows like she's in an old movie.
Under the table, Selena threads her fingers through Demi's. Demi blushes just a little, in that way that makes her totally adorable, even with eyeliner and that Slipknot t-shirt on. "I'd like that," she says, and she can hear her voice get all flirty, in this way that makes Demi's eyes go wide. "What are you doing after school today?"
This One Time, Mr. Efron and Ms. Hudgens Get a Puppy, 470 words
DC High (Disney Channel RPF), mentions of Mr. Efron/Ms. Hudgens, Demi/Selena
"Hey," he says to her one day, heart in his throat, palms sweating. "I think we should get a puppy."
Vanessa looks at him for a long while, this funny smile on her face that Zac can't quite read - he recognizes it from when her students make ridiculous requests, and he's not sure he likes it pointed at him.
They name the puppy Chance.
The first time he takes their dog to the park, he feels like he's nine years old again. Chance is the best puppy in the whole world, twenty pounds of slobbering, barking enthusiasm, and he catches ball after ball like it's his favorite thing in the entire world. It's sort of Zac's favorite thing in the entire world, too.
He only tosses the ball too hard once, and it's a complete accident. It's his last throw of the day, because they probably should go home, and he lobs it into the trees, out of sight. Of course, Chance plunges headfirst into the bushes after it, and Zac tries not to swear. There are kids in this park.
It's like something out of a movie. He gets to the treeline and this girl emerges, carrying his tennis ball, Chance nipping at her heels and jumping up onto her and slobbering all over her jeans. Of course it's one of his students - the one who hangs out with that Jonas kid. Demi.
He has no idea what she would have been doing hiding in the bushes, but he's not sure it matters right now. With Zac's luck, he'll probably have given her a concussion.
"Oh," Demi says, stopping short and clearly embarrassed. Her hair's sort of messed up, and her shirt's buttoned crookedly, like maybe she wasn't just hiding in the bushes all by herself. "Hey, Mr. Efron."
There's this rustling noise, and then another girl, the one from the school musical - Selena, he remembers after a bit - emerges, looking even more disheveled.
Zac knows that, as a teacher, he's probably supposed to be against premarital whatever-they're-doing, but they're both good kids and he's kind of glad they worked whatever-their-problem-was out, and whatever. At least they're not going to knock each other up.
Demi leans down to scratch Chance behind the ears. He flops onto his back in a fit of puppy ecstasy, gumming her hands and squirming while she rubs his tummy. Zac watches, patient, and after a minute he realizes that they're both looking at him, expectantly. Like he's supposed to do something. "Girls," he says, trying to sound like Mr. Efron instead of Zac. "How are you?"
"Good," they both say, in chorus. They're both staring at their shoes, like they're in trouble. Zac has no idea what to do.
Anyway, that's how they end up with free dog walking on the weekends.
The Problem With Girls Named Maria, for
amathela, 339 wordsDC High (Disney Channel RPF), Demi/Selena
"Hey," Demi says, nudging Selena's knee with her hand. "It's okay. You're, like, really good, remember?"
Selena ducks her head, embarrassed the way she always is when Demi tells her that she's going to be good. Not that she doesn't believe her, but - it's Demi, and she's gorgeous and confident and such an amazing singer, and sometimes Selena can't believe that anyone like that could be complimenting her. "Thanks," she says, feeling shy, and suddenly she just really wishes they weren't in the middle of the school cafeteria. "But - ugh, this is still stressing me out. Being an understudy is so much work, and I probably won't even get to do anything. Plus, I've got my actual part, and that's like - ugh."
Demi draws circles on Selena's leg with her thumb, smiling at her like she doesn't know what to say. Honestly, though, the thing with her hand is helping a lot. "I know," she says, sneaking her hand a little bit higher, until Selena gets nervous about how many people could see, and squirms away. Demi breaks into a smile. "I could run lines with you, if you wanted?"
She says run lines with you like the end of that sentence is in your pants, and the responsible part of Selena is pretty sure she should punch Demi in the arm and tell her she's been spending too much time with Joe. But the other part of Selena is really sick of doing extra work for the school musical and not getting to see her girlfriend, and even though Demi's totally joking, Selena nods. "Really?" she asks.
"Really," Demi says, wiggling her eyebrows like she's in an old movie.
Under the table, Selena threads her fingers through Demi's. Demi blushes just a little, in that way that makes her totally adorable, even with eyeliner and that Slipknot t-shirt on. "I'd like that," she says, and she can hear her voice get all flirty, in this way that makes Demi's eyes go wide. "What are you doing after school today?"
This One Time, Mr. Efron and Ms. Hudgens Get a Puppy, 470 words
DC High (Disney Channel RPF), mentions of Mr. Efron/Ms. Hudgens, Demi/Selena
"Hey," he says to her one day, heart in his throat, palms sweating. "I think we should get a puppy."
Vanessa looks at him for a long while, this funny smile on her face that Zac can't quite read - he recognizes it from when her students make ridiculous requests, and he's not sure he likes it pointed at him.
They name the puppy Chance.
The first time he takes their dog to the park, he feels like he's nine years old again. Chance is the best puppy in the whole world, twenty pounds of slobbering, barking enthusiasm, and he catches ball after ball like it's his favorite thing in the entire world. It's sort of Zac's favorite thing in the entire world, too.
He only tosses the ball too hard once, and it's a complete accident. It's his last throw of the day, because they probably should go home, and he lobs it into the trees, out of sight. Of course, Chance plunges headfirst into the bushes after it, and Zac tries not to swear. There are kids in this park.
It's like something out of a movie. He gets to the treeline and this girl emerges, carrying his tennis ball, Chance nipping at her heels and jumping up onto her and slobbering all over her jeans. Of course it's one of his students - the one who hangs out with that Jonas kid. Demi.
He has no idea what she would have been doing hiding in the bushes, but he's not sure it matters right now. With Zac's luck, he'll probably have given her a concussion.
"Oh," Demi says, stopping short and clearly embarrassed. Her hair's sort of messed up, and her shirt's buttoned crookedly, like maybe she wasn't just hiding in the bushes all by herself. "Hey, Mr. Efron."
There's this rustling noise, and then another girl, the one from the school musical - Selena, he remembers after a bit - emerges, looking even more disheveled.
Zac knows that, as a teacher, he's probably supposed to be against premarital whatever-they're-doing, but they're both good kids and he's kind of glad they worked whatever-their-problem-was out, and whatever. At least they're not going to knock each other up.
Demi leans down to scratch Chance behind the ears. He flops onto his back in a fit of puppy ecstasy, gumming her hands and squirming while she rubs his tummy. Zac watches, patient, and after a minute he realizes that they're both looking at him, expectantly. Like he's supposed to do something. "Girls," he says, trying to sound like Mr. Efron instead of Zac. "How are you?"
"Good," they both say, in chorus. They're both staring at their shoes, like they're in trouble. Zac has no idea what to do.
Anyway, that's how they end up with free dog walking on the weekends.