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Journalism 101/201 (Friday, February 17 - 7th period)

"Boys and girls, a simple day today. I would like you to get into groups that I will assign, and tell each other about your best friend at this school. Who are you closest to? Why? What drew you to them?"

Rita smiled. "And let's consider 'friend' to be a very loose term, since I've seen you all have a penchant for doing that. Oh, and Ms. Morgendorffer, Ms. Tyler? Your cameras, please."

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Anakin wrinkled his forehead. "Huh." He shrugged. "Cordy is a lot of fun," he said. "You should definitely spend more time with her."

He paused. "You think the rest of us are weird?"

"Well, we don't exactly have aliens where I come from," she says. "We thought we did for a little while. But it was a false alarm."

Anakin nodded. "Rory said the same thing, about not knowing about aliens before she came here." He smiled. "I've known about beings on other worlds since I was old enough to remember anything."

He looked down at the notes he had been writing. "False alarm?" he asked.

"I wore a lot of black. People got the wrong idea." She does not look at Anakin's wardrobe.

"Wearing black would make you an alien?" Anakin blinked. "Has someone mentioned this to Hamlet and Angel?"

"It doesn't make you an alien, but it arouses suspicion," she says.

"Good to know," Anakin said, trying to hide a smile. "So. Cordy. Other than your understanding of shoes, and lack of being aliens as evidenced by your wardrobe what makes you think you'd get along?"

"You need more than that?" says Quinn, who really has based all her friendships on those very things.

"I suppose you've got a point," Anakin said.

"It works for me," she nods.

"I wonder why she wants us to talk about this kind of stuff," Anakin said, tilting his head at Professor Skeeter.

Quinn writes something on a piece of paper and slides it over just long enough for Anakin to see.

Maybe her husband cheated with her skanky best friend, woe!

=(

After all, she likes Professor Skeeter. Damn men.

Anakin glanced at the paper.

That would be terrible, he scrawled. Not that I'll ever know, of course, since Jedi aren't allowed to date.

Quinn writes back.

NO DATING????????

She looks absolutely horrified.

No dating. Ever.

Anakin couldn't believe he was doing this, but he drew a sad face underneath what he had written.

"Really," he said.

Quinn's face falls, because that's so sad.

She gets up from her seat to hug him. "I'm so sorry."

"It's okay," Anakin said, looking a little weirded out. "It's the rule of the Order I'm a member of. But I can move things around with my mind, so maybe it all evens out in the end."

He didn't sound terribly convinced.

"But... no dating. You poor thing."

Anakin shrugged. "Can't miss what you don't do, right?"

Quinn just stares at him. This may have broken the brain of the girl who told babysitters' boyfriends she was allowed to date in four years.

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