fandomhigh | Study Hall -- Wednesday, October 12th

Angela considers this. "Maybe people here just know their limits. Plus, my friend -- it wasn't just drinking, though she did a lot of it. She had Ecstasy, too, and I haven't even seen pot here."

She smiles, grimly. "Drug-free school zone, right?"

"And so far I haven't seen signs that anyone's got a drinking problem," Parker adds, then she winces. "There's... pot, or some variation around. But that doesn't have to be any worse than drinking. If you can handle it. Everything else, around here-- is asking to get eaten by a locker while you're tripping out."

"Really," Angela says. "Hmmm."

"I haven't smoked in months," she says, lowering her voice. "My ex did it, and I did it when he offered, you know? Which, like, wasn't often, because he never had any money anyhow, and..." her voice trails off. "I definitely agree that anything stronger would be a really bad idea here."

"It's a stupid habit. And I was stupid enough to indulge last night." Parker rubs her neck. "Behold the beauty that is me: caffiene and nicotine jitters, plus MJ hangover. Thrace had some intergalactic weed, and it's got bite. I'm sure it's not illegal here, but I'd be careful of it." She tilts her head. "Your ex, hunh?"

"Intergalactic weed. That's another new thing for me here."

She plays with her hair, trying to think of how to explain Jordan. "And yeah, my ... I call him my ex, but you know how sometimes you're seeing someone but the whole idea of boyfriend-girlfriend freaks him out, so you just kind of don't mention it? That was our story." She blushes. "He was really cute, though."

Parker laughs. "They always are. Otherwise they wouldn't get anyone to put up with that kind of crap." She shakes her head. "I only had two boyfriends before here. Tony and I broke up because I moved back to the U.S., and Giuseppe and I broke up for... other reasons. But at least it was clear-cut."

"Jordan was my first real boyfriend, I guess. We never managed to do the clear-cut thing," Angela says. She shrugs. "We broke up twice, once because -- god, this makes him sound way worse than he actually was, but it was kind of because I wouldn't sleep with him -- and then the second time we just drifted apart. I hadn't really dated anyone between then and Marty. I was thinking of becoming a nun."

Parker cocks an eyebrow at the 'wouldn't sleep with him,' and nods, then shudders at mention of nuns. "Dear God no. You don't want to be a nun. Some nuns are cool, but they all have to put up with too much crap and I have no idea how they can possibly get enough out of it." She thinks about all this, and says, "Sooo... Marty's your first *real* boyfriend. That's gotta be -- complicated."

Angela rolls her eyes. "I know. And to think my parents sent me here to get me away from bad influences."

She glances over to where Marty is talking to Rory, and smiles a little. "He's a realy nice guy, though. Just ... his past is his past, right? I'm trying to make myself leave it there."

Angela laughs, a little, realizing something. "So am I, like, talking boys with Miss Parker? Because it's fun, but ... weird."

"I'm here because the nuns didn't love me enough." Parker's mouth quirks evilly.

Parker looks over at Blank, and cocks an eyebrow. "I don't know him well, but I will say that he cares about you. And-- I've known a few guys like him." She looks uncomfortable. "Some of them make it out. Maybe he's one of the lucky ones."

Then at talking boys with Miss Parker, her mouth dropped open as she stared at Angela, aghast. "Aaaaah! How the hell did this happen? We were talking about drinking! Drugs! It was a nicely corrupt conversation!" She points at Angela accusingly. "Your fault, I'm sure it's your fault."

Angela is curious how Parker has known guys like Marty, but decides not to ask. She doesn't think she really wants to know. "I hope he does really make it out. He's young, anyhow, so that might help. And I do believe we're good together, whatever that means, she says, dropping her eyes to her desk.

She grins a little evilly herself at the accusing finger. "Sure, blame me." She thinks back. "Okay, I was the one who brought up Jordan. But you asked me about him. So it's both our fault."

"What's going on with that guy you went to homecoming with, anyhow?"

Parker growls. "I still say it's on you. Ha. But we can move on, be mature."

"Michael?" Parker sucks on her lollipop, looking thoughtful. "We're not sure yet. We're working on it. I like him. He likes me. More than that?" She shrugs. "Who can say? He was cool with me after the whole stupid Say Anything mess, so he gets bonus points for that. And... we have things in common. I don't think either of us is looking for happily ever after."

Angela smiles, a little wistful. "That sounds like it doesn't suck. I want to believe in happily ever after. but..." She shakes her head. "It seems like most couples, however perfect they look, things just fall apart? So maybe it's better to know it might happen going in."

"We're not even in our twenties, yet. Do you know the stats on teenage love affairs? Worse than the ones on teenage drinking. I'd say 'things fall apart' is a given." Parker smiles, though. "Ideals are sweet, but happily ever after... Is good for some people, I'm sure. It's not reality, though." She widens her eyes. "But hey. You and Blank probably have as good a chance as anyone. You can be that 10% that makes it, I guess."

Angela shrugs. "We might. And if it happens, it would be amazing. But I've only known him a month, and it's been such a weird month that I really can't think about long-term stability yet. I mean ... predictability is not his middle name."

She glances to where Marty and Rory are deep in conversation. "I'm not usually this cynical. I think seeing all the couples declare each other soulmates after five minutes is bringing it out in me."

Parker nearly falls off her chair laughing at that. "God, yes. Ohhhhh, yes. Heh. Ahem!" She giggles. "Whoever came up with the idea of soul mates -- Plato? Needs to be shot."

Angela snorts, though she isn't sure why Parker found it *that* funny. "I swear, the whole idea causes more misery ... I mean, I hope I have, like, a good marriage that lasts a long time and all that. I just don't wanna start shopping for a minivan with Martin Blank yet."

"Gahhh. Minivans. Don't make me cry." Parker shuddered, calming down with one last giggle. "I don't know, I think I find the whole idea funny because so many of the members of the MFCD were *mooning* over people until Homecoming, and now they're all convinced it'll completely work out, now that they've... worked out." Parker coughed, then snickered. "Five bucks says only *one* of those couples who got lucky last weekend lasts 'til New Year's without a break-up. At least once."

Angela makes a little "pffft" noise through her lips. "That would be such a sucker's bet. We're in high school, we can break up and get back together five times before Halloween."

"Do you have a specific one couple in mind to last?"

"Hunh." Parker tilted her head and narrowed her eyes. "Let me think... Mitchell and MalDoran I don't know well enough to tell. But I can think of plenty of things- and people- that could distract either of them. So, 50-50 on them. Adama and Thrace have so many issues between them, I can see them breaking up three times and being together on New Year's just to spite the people placing bets. Then breaking up for another decade."

She tapped a finger on her lip. "I *hate* to say it, but I would have to go with Crichton and Sun. If only because she's the only person I've seen who seems able to keep John-Boy in line for more than five minutes, and he seems happy to be there."

Angela nods, squinting. She hasn't gotten to spend a lot of time with the Colorado gang, but Parker is right on all points from what she's seen. "I guess we'll know if you're right in 2006," she says lightly.

Study Hall -- Wednesday, October 12th

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