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3Northwest Academy :: Desis, Part Two
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3.1 Carly's New Mate
Zoey had just accomodated her luggage in Carly's new room. She placed her plush squid on the bed.
Carly deemed the stuffed beast cute and huggled with it.
"No more fear of scientific accidents!" Zoey sighed in relief.
"Yet accidents there will be." Carly sighed. "Spencer's sculptures may be dangerous."
Zoey wondered. "His scculptures? So he's sort of an artist?"
Carly beamed. "He's the best artist alive!"
"Cool! It's not so cool when he's careless, though." Zoey sat down by Carly's side.
"Our grandfather complained several times. But in the end, he deeply cares about me." Carly sobbed.
"I'm sure that he does!" Zoey replied.
Carly nodded. "You design shirts and stuff. Isn't that an art, too?"
Zoey smiled. "It probably is. But do I really want to be an artist? I could do so many things."
"Like what?" Carly asked.
"Law school ... I've talked Dustin out of detention on various occasion, that's something sharks do, isn't it?" Zoey shrugged.
Carly agreed. "Spencer wanted to become a shark, as well. Our grandpa has been a lawyer, and others in our family had been before him."
Zoey wondered about Spencer. "So why did he give up on it?"
Carly mentioned that being all buttoned-up wasn't Spencer's style. He loved to indulge into creative chaos.
Zoey tried to understand that. One day, she might have to decide in favour of one of the two ways to go: lawyer or artist. What would she do?
Spencer arrived. He was happy that uptight Miss Perfect had arrived in order to establish a bit of order. But he feared that she would mess with his artistic equipment.
Zoey saw Spencer's socks. "Wow!"
"Please don't throw them away!" He cringed in fear because Mrs. Benson would have done exactly that when tidying the apartmnent of the Shays.
Zoey chuckled. "You can do better than that."
Spencer trembled when Carly and Zoey disappeared for a few minutes. When they returned, his eyes bugged out. He received his old pants, but fashionably ornated, in a way that matched perfectly with his socks. He bounced around merrily and decided to walk out with his improved pair of trousers.
Zoey and Carly smiled. But now they had to get Drake Parker to perform at their next school party, at a price as low as possible.
Zoey called Josh Nichols. "Zoey Brooks from Northwest Academy, Seattle ... I would like to hire you for a school party over here. ... 8000 bucks? Last time it was 5000!" Zoey sighed. Alas, last time had been four years ago. Then Zoey told Josh about the T-shirts she had once designed for Drake and his band. "Really? ... That shouldn't be a problem!" She ended the call and turned to Carly. "They accept a similar payment, but the tops alone aren't enough. I need to design them their whole outfit!"
"That will be easy for you! From cap to socks!" Carly beamed.
Zoey nodded.
The whole enthusiasm had made them forget about the problem of Valerie. Her dates with Dustin stang badly.
Dustin and Freddie, who had been doing their homework, entered Carly's loft.
"I've been dating Valerie thrice this week!" Dustin beamed. "We're almost boyfriend and girlfriend by now. I'm the coolest guy in my classes!"
Freddie told Dustin about his bad experiences with Valerie. "You better should not go any further with Valerie."
"You're just jealous because you still have feelings for Valerie!" Dustin replied. "And you're just envious because you are less cool."
Sam entered the loft, using a curved wire in order to unlock the door. "Aw, who is not cool? Who has got a broken heart?" She taunted Freddie mercilessly."No girl will ever like Dorkward. Face it! Freddork and coolness don't mix, never did, will never do!"
Freddie was annoyed.
Zoey didn't get it. Not only had Dustin acted inappropriately, noe Sam had rubbed salt into Freddie's wounds any further. "Don't push him over the edge!" Zoey warned Dustin and Sam.
"Freddie and Sam have always been like that." Carly moaned in despair.
"Dustin isn't really a bad boy," Zoey told Carly, her voice turning low. "I wish him to date a decent girl like you instead of those that, according to popular opinion, would make him appear cool. Then everything would be better."
Carly blushed deeply. Granted, she like a lot of things on Dustin. But being pushed by his sister? This was not exactly Carly's style. Anyways, she tried to influence Dustin. "Hey, you are cool, not because of dating anyone, but ..." She told Dustin many things she appreciated him for.
"Really?" Dustin blushed. No girl had ever made him those compliments. "I don't need to do all that stuff to be cool?"
Carly nodded solemnly.
Dustin hugged Carly briefly. "Thanks! You're the best." He smiled at her.
Carly smiled back.
Dustin decidsed to change his plans. He called Valerie, telling her that he would not want to kiss her anymore because kisses don't make you cool.
"As if any girl would ever kiss Dorkward again ..." Sam remarked when Freddie applauded Dustin.
3.2 Who Rues The Day?
Megan was happy when she had taken care of her luggage, relaxing in Quinn's room. Now she only needed to get at the bottom of Quinn's experiments and inventions. "How did you blow up your school?" she asked curiously.
Quinn was embarassed. "Er ... that jerk named Logan Reese 1 wanted to make out with me again while I was counting the drops of my new explosives. This distracted me and caused me to miscount the drops. Ten drops were needed as a medication against my room-mate's flu. Eleven drops meant - kaboom!" Quinn sighed.
"Aw, that's really cool!" Megan imagined how she could prank the boobs with such a liquid. Josh twitched so much, he would inevitably blow up something.
Nevel Papperman was not allowed to Quinn's home, thus she had built a secret back entrance, allowing him to enter unnoticed by her mother.
"Hi Nevel!" Quinn greeted her half-brother. "I've prepared the records of my scientific research from last year. You are sure interested."
Nevel smiled. "Certainly. Did you continue your research about the Romantic interaction between males and females of the human race?"
Quinn nodded. "Sure! These are the results. Test object was some jerk named Logan Reese. He never even noticed how much I've hated and deprecated him all the time and that I've played a damsel, just to make him think that I could like him, which, of course, is impossible."
Nevel nodded. "He will rue the day, until the times of dystopia."
"Aw cool, dystopia, I like that!" Megan thought about Drake and Josh who should suffer until the days of the apocalypse. She unpacked her oboe. Megan was a gifted solo oboist.
Nevel hadn't yet noticed her, but now he did. "Carly! What the ..."
"I'm Megan Parker. Carly isn't here,]) Megan stomped her feet. She liked Nevel's penetrant voice. It was the coolest thing since sliced bread." (p [Nevel had heard about Carly's lookalike. "Prove it by playing something great on your oboe!" He boomed sarcastically. "Carly has a very poor and deviant taste."
Megan shrugged, breathed, and blew her oboe. She played the sequence from Verdi's Requiem.
Nevel liked it and chanted along. It was perfect for announcing the pending dystopia.
Quantus tremor est futurus
Quando iudex est venturus
Cuncta stricte discussurus 2
He knew that Carly would never play anything that sublime. "You're fantastic, Megan!" He beamed. "Too bad I can't drag my piano over here. Otherwise we could perform together."
"I guess that some of my inventions are what you want to be looking for!" Quinn told Nevel and Megan. Then she showed them her collection of gadgets and devices, useful for inflicting severe judgement upon Carly or the boobs.
Megan and Nevel read Quinn's protocols from her times at the PCA.
"Wow!" Megan was surprised. She had never read about so many boobs in one place.
Nevel nodded wholeheartedly. "They are all going to rue it. They will recede from their limbs not patiently, but with despair. They rejoice over their own madness and derangement! 3"
Nevel and Megan highfived.
Quinn didn't quite understand what Megan and Nevel were talking about, but she withdrew in order to leave the couple of avengers alone.
Megan and Nevel continued to read Quinn's records. Over twenty pupils were readily inserted into their black list of boobs and boobettes.
3.3 Valerie's Wrath
Trish and Valerie were really infuriated when they noticed that Dustin had given up on Valerie, and that Carly was the one who caused him to do so.
"OK, plan is as follows: I'll pretend to be Sam and seduce Freddie." Trish announced, popping some bubble gum.
Valerie shrugged. "Sam has pushed Freddie over the edge, it won't be easy."
Trish shrugged. "The more insane Freddie has gone, the better. I may almost be proud of my twin. Almost."
"But she obviously loves him." Valerie shrugged.
"It will hurt Sam much more so when I'm done with Freddie." She spit the used bubble gum against the window. "She's weak and will deserve what she gets."
Valerie nodded wholeheartedly. "She has always been too weak to stand up against Carly who only abused her as a co-moderator without crediting her."
The ongoing conversation showed that Valerie had known about Freddie first from Trish when they went together to the PCA, which had been three years ago. When Valerie got expelled, which was basically the achievement of Zoey's intrigues, she returned to Seattle, with the firm intention to corrupt Freddie. Valerie had failed, but she was secure in the knowledge that Freddie could not withstand the charms of the identical twin sister of the girl that he had loved secretly for several years. Carly and Zoey being friends would mean that Valerie and Trisha also got back at Miss Perfect, the one person that had made their lives miserable from the get on, along with Carly Shay.
1: from Zoey 101
2: A lot of trembling is ahead when judgement comes down, taking a stern look at things
3: from Book of Thomas The Contender, an ancient heretic writing discovered in Nag Hammadi, Upper Egypt, around 1945