Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: Something I Believe In Miracle Romance Chapter 5

Nothing
Out of Place

Part
Five of Something I Believe In Miracle Romance

Nora,
please. You look like a druggie.

I
do not, Amelie.

You
arent the least bit presentable.

Mom!
Please let me be!

You
cant walk out dressed like that. Youll dishonor the family!

I
dont care!

Nora
stormed out the doorway. She didnt care what her mother said. Any
other person would have said that her clothes looked fine. She was
only wearing black pants with a black long-sleeved shirt and her
black button-down jacket.

Nora
spoke the truth to her mother. She didnt care. It was only
Thursday, leaving one more day to go before the two-week free-for-all
known as winter break.

Nora
felt the heavy weight of her backpack on her spine, the small cast on
her left hand, the black piece of paper in her pants pocket.
Everything she stood for, everything her parents forced her not to
be, was pushing at her skull, trying to get out.

I
dont hate them, Nora thought rationally. I just hate their
principles. I cant dress the way I want. I cant act the way I
want

Im
afraid they wont let me love the one I want.

Nora
pushed the door to the school open. Immediately Dee-Dee, Mee-Mee, and
Lee-Lee ganged up on her.

Only
one more day! Lee-Lee grinned.

No
more Ellen breathing down our backs! Mee-Mee beamed.

And
only one more day to find a winter love! Dee-Dee smiled with a
wink. Nora narrowed her eyes.

You
think Im going to actually ask him out? Nora sighed. No, I
cant do that.

Nora,
Dee-Dee, Lee-Lee, and Mee-Mee walked over to Noras locker.

Oh
come on, Nora, Lee-Lee shrugged. Take a few risks.

No,
Nora pressed, her face beet red.

Dont
you want him? Dee-Dee giggled.

Will
you shut up? Nora scowled.

Why
are you so touchy about it? Mee-Mee asked curiously.

Nora
sighed again. She twiddled the combo lock on her locker.

I
just dont want other people to know, Nora admitted. Its
supposed to be between two people, not twenty. Little late for that,
though.

The
locker door yielded. Nora stared inside for a few minutes.

What
is it? Dee-Dee finally asked.

Nora
pulled out a single red rose, and her face completely flushed.

Whos
it from? Mee-Mee asked excitedly.

It
doesnt say Nora could barely speak.

Hey,
theres something else in there. Dee-Dee reached in, but Nora
whacked her with her cast-covered hand.

Ow,
Dee-Dee moaned, as Nora pulled out a CD in a plastic case.

Wonder
whats on it? Lee-Lee shrugged.

Nora
procured a CD player from the confines of her locker, put the CD in,
and placed a pair of headphones firmly on her ears.

What
else is in there? Mee-Mee asked, gazing into Noras locker.

Nora
pressed the play button and listened. She was pretty silent, but she
had an odd smile on her face. She put the rose (in plain view) in her
locker, pulled out her binder, gently shoved the binder into her
backpack, and closed the locker door.

Hello,
Nora? Dee-Dee waved a hand in front of Noras face.

I
love this song, Nora bluntly replied. Dee-Dee, Lee-Lee, and
Mee-Mee stared oddly at Nora. Nora was swaying to the rhythm of the
song.

Dee-Dee
lifted the headphones off of Noras ears. Come on. Youll be
late to your class.

Nora
pressed the stop button grudgingly, and twirled the combination lock
on her locker again.

I
dont understand, Nora said incredulously. I dont think
Ive ever told anyone what music I like. But my favorite song of
all time is on here

Whats
your favorite song of all time? Dee-Dee asked as Nora put her CD
player away.

Promise
not to laugh, okay? Nora asked.

Sure.

Show
Me The Meaning of Being Lonely.

That
Backstreet Boys song?

I
know, it sounds really dorky Sorry. If I dont hurry, Ill be
late. See ya.

Nora
walked off to her class.

—

Nora
rested her head on a brick wall during nutrition. She was listening
to the CD. It was a vibrant mix of all her favorites there was
classical, Eminem (of course), pop, even an obscure Japanese song she
loved but couldnt pronounce the title of.

I
dont think Ive ever told anyone about all of these
songs, Nora thought.

Nora
felt her black jacket billow in the wind. She closed her eyes and
relaxed, occasionally singing softly to herself.

Mandark
saw Nora, relaxing against the brick wall. He smiled, and walked
away.

—

What
are you going to do over Winter Break? Natalie asked Nora in
English class.

Sleep,
Nora responded matter-of-factly. Something I havent been able
to do for months.

Ah,
Natalie laughed.

Whats
so funny? Nora scowled.

In
English, they were supposed to be writing an autobiographical
incident. Nora knew exactly what to write about, though.

The
teacher said that the best three from each class would be read. Nora
didnt think too much about that. One, the teacher said she
wouldnt read names. Two, Nora didnt think she was that good a
writer. So Nora jotted down her memory, painful as it was, and at the
end of the period, she turned it in.

—

Life
is something you cant redo. Nora didnt know why, but that
thought was stuck in her head.

Dexter
and her were working together in math, again. Everyone was a bit
depressed that partners were going to change after the break (except
for Ellen Rourke, who hated her partner). Dexter and Nora wrote down
the various problems and solved them when Dexter said something.

I
found something in my laboratory that I believe is yours, Dexter
started.

Really?
Nora was a bit interested. What was it?

Dexter
narrowed his eyes. It was a piece of paper, with a heart on it,
and

Great,
Nora interrupted Dexter. I know what youre talking about.

Do
you really love him? Dexter inquired. I find it rather
perplexing that someone like you would like someone like him

A
bit of advice, Nora responded. The heart cant be
controlled.

Dexter
drew a blank, but nodded. All right.

Nora
pretended to work on her math, but Dexter knew that she was really
staring at someone

—

Nora,
why did you go to school like that? Amelie asked her only
daughter.

Because
I wanted to wear this, Nora responded. Amelie snorted. She
adjusted the strap on her silver-blue cocktail dress and stared at
Nora with her cool emerald-green eyes.

You
really are very impulsive, Amelie sighed. It isnt the
influence of someone at your school, is it?

No,
mom, Nora scowled.

There
has to be someone at that school you have a crush on, Amelie
pressed the matter.

Nora
didnt like lying to her mother. Actually, there is.

Really?

His
name is Mandark Astronominov, Nora admitted. Hes very
smart.

I
see, Amelie nodded her head. What else is there about him?

Nora
was afraid to tell her mother about Mandark. Theres no way
shed approve of him. Not a chance shed approve.

He
is very kind to me, his worst enemy is Dee-Dees brother, Dexter
McPhearson, and

Dee-Dees
brother? Amelie interrupted. Dee-Dees your best friend,
correct?

Yes,
mom, Nora answered.

Continue.

–
And he is a bit gothic, and maybe he does have a rule-the-world
complex, but he is really sweet, and he helped me when my backpack
broke, and he

Hes
not suitable, Amelie said point-blank. Nora knew it.

What?
Nora asked.

This
young man is obviously very unstable, Amelie explained, as
demonstrated by his gothism and his annihilative attitude, which is
what you said in kinder words, so dont argue.

A
rule-the-world complex is not the same as an annihilative attitude,
mom, Nora pointed out.

That
is beside the point, Nora, Amelie scowled. All of your choices
in men are severely flawed, as demonstrated in previous outings, and
Im lead to believe we will have to arrange a marriage for you.

Noras
jaw dropped. Mom, you cant do that.

Well,
convince me otherwise. Do you really like this Mandark?

Mom,
I dont like him.

But
you just said

I
love him.

Amelie
narrowed her eyes as she looked at Nora. You dont know what
love is.

Well,
okay. I obsess over him. Does that sound better to you, mom? Nora
asked curiously.

Fine,
say you love him. I dont care, Amelie shook her head. But if
you give me or your father any reason not to trust him, believe me,
we wont trust him.

Nora
walked out of the room.

Just
like I thought. She wont even give him a chance, and shes never
met him. If everyone I knew had to conform to her standards, I
wouldnt be allowed to talk to the Pope.

Nora
shut her bedroom door. She watched her calendar swing back and forth
on a peg on the back of her door.

They
probably want me to date the Prince of Monaco or an actor or
something.

Nora
focused on the day that was still to come Friday, the last day
before Winter Break. She was so eager to get out of that school, away
from Ellen, away from everything she hated

Nora
flopped down on her bed with a smile.

Maybe
I can finally make that dartboard with Ellens face on it.

—

Friday!
Nora yelled. Dee-Dee joined Noras euphoria.

No
homework! Dee-Dee cried.

No
Ellen! Natalie screamed.

No
more teachers! Mee-Mee raised her fist in happiness.

And
weve all managed to stay single! Lee-Lee grinned.

Nora,
Dee-Dee, Natalie, and Mee-Mee glared at her.

Nora
laid her head on her locker. Lee-Lee, you jerk.

Whatd
I do? Lee-Lee asked exasperatedly.

Oh,
just reminded me of the fact I have little to no courage when it
comes to him, Nora sighed.

Whats
with her? Lee-Lee asked Dee-Dee.

Dee-Dee
smiled. She cant ask him out herself because shes too
chicken.

Im
not chicken, Nora retorted. Im scared.

Oh,
Natalie said.

Dee-Dee
was looking around the hall when she spotted someone. Mandarks
coming.

Natalie
smiled wickedly. Okay, lets go.

See
ya, Nora!

Catch
ya later!

Bye!

What?
Nora screamed. What are you doing?

Nora
fumed silently. Idiots!

Hello
Nora, Mandark greeted Nora. Nora turned around quickly.

Hello
Mandark, Nora replied. Whats new?

Last
day of school. Finally, two weeks to do what we want.

Im
actually going to sleep, Nora smiled. What are you going to
do?

Plot
the demise of my nemesis! Mandark thought immediately.

Work
on independent projects, Mandark answered.

Nora
brushed a strand of hair out of her face. Anyway thanks for the
note.

Mandark
smiled. Does your hand feel better?

Yeah,
I guess. But sometimes, my hand itches, and its not like I can do
anything about it, because its in a cast Nora giggled. Im
babbling, arent I?

I
dont care, Mandark shrugged.

You
know, youre really kind, Nora noticed.

Then
the lights shut off in the hall.

Hmm?
Nora murmured.

Nora
could barely see her hand in front of her face. She heard the click
of someone flipping a light switch, but no light came.

Powers
out, said the voice of Ellen Rourke. This bites.

Darkness,
Nora whispered, her eyes closed and her lips forming a malevolent
grin.

I
like the dark, Mandark sighed. Its so

Inviting?
Nora offered. Yeah, I know.

Nora
shuttered. Okay, Im gonna need a flashlight if I want to get to
class.

The
bell hasnt rung yet, Mandark reminded Nora. She couldve
sworn she felt a hand rest on her hip.

Oh
yeah, Nora smiled. She felt someone pull her towards another
person.

If
it hadnt been so dark, Nora would have realized that the person
doing this was Mandark a while before.

Im
kind of scared Nora admitted.

Mandark
kissed Nora, for reasons even he didnt know, and pulled
away a few seconds later. Nora could barely breathe. Her face, if
anyone could have seen it, was crimson red.

Was
that you? Nora asked stupidly.

Yes,
Mandark answered, equally as bemused.

Do
you like me as more than a friend? Nora asked.

Nora
looked into Mandarks eyes, and became furiously red in the face.
Uh I like you, okay, bye!

I
think so, Mandark responded as he let go of Nora. Nora was
breathing slowly as the power came back on.

Light!
Ellen smirked.

Nora
heard the bell ring. Ill see you later

Yes,
same here

—

Nora!
Natalie slapped Nora upside the head with a ruler.

Natalie,
wazzat for? Nora slurred.

Youve
been either half-asleep or daydreaming half of the period! Natalie
sighed. Whats up with you?

Nothin
important, Nora said. She was having an immense amount of trouble
paying attention. But it is rather hard to pay attention when someone
youve loved for close to five months kisses you.

Are
you sure youre all right? Natalie asked. Nora smiled.

Of
course Im all right, Nora laughed. Why wouldnt I be?

Natalie
said nothing.

—

I
was so happy back then. Everything was vibrant, everything was just
perfect. Nothing was out of place when he was around. I thought we
would always be together never to leave each others side, not
until death do us part. Thats what I thought, even though we were
pretending.

He
was from the wrong side of the tracks. He wasnt a bad person, but
he wasnt poor, either. He was just a bit unsure about what his
purpose in life was. He told me that I was a great wife, even though
we werent really married. We werent even really going out.

But
when others interfere with a perfect existence, something imperfect
is bound to happen. Just when him and I were ready to finally admit
that we werent just pretending, two people struck us down.

Those
two people who had meticulously raised me to their standards, the
ones I thought truly loved me, my own parents, told me that I could
never see him again. But I was too young, too in love with that cute
fourth grader, to really understand what on earth they meant.

But
they told him all these lies, all these things about me that I would
have never expected my own parents to say. They were cruel, unjust,
and

They
ripped out my heart without anesthesia, smashed it with a mallet, and
chucked it into the ocean. At least, thats how it felt. When that
cute fourth grader told me that he was scared of my parents and
myself, he ran from me. I cried for so many days.

Loneliness
consumed my system. I became a slave to the darkness, a morbid
princess, at the end of fourth grade. I hated everything around me,
my seemingly perfect existence shattered by cruelty and lies. In
fifth grade, things didnt improve. I was wearing all black every
day, scaring my dearest friends, and offending my parents.

Depression
hurts. It would have hurt less if I had brought it upon myself,
instead of others handing it to me.

I
wonder who wrote that? Ellen Rourke asked aloud. Her eyes were a
mess of tears. The story had definitely reached her heartstrings.

By
the looks of it, Ellen wasnt the only one who was touched by it.
Natalie was sniffling, and a few others were shocked by such a tale.

Nora
knew the rest of the story, the part she didnt write.

They
told me I was to move at the beginning of sixth grade. I didnt
care. As long as I could get away from the life they ruined for me, I
would be fine.

Now
I realize that this event may be repeating itself again. Once again,
I have found love, and this time I know that we were made for
each other.

And,
once again, my mother doesnt approve of my choice. Once again,
Ill have to act behind her back, so I can finally live out a
fantasy that has swirled in my head for so long.

Nora
smiled. But I dont know the end of the story.

Wasnt
that beautiful? Natalie asked Nora.

It
was so morbid, Nora offered. They obviously werent making
this up.

They
should make a movie about that, Natalie cooed. Itd make a
fortune.

And
I know whod make the perfect villains.

Mandark
breathed slowly. He had never heard a story even remotely like it. A
girl and a guy, not threatened by friends, but by their own families,
causing immeasurable heartache and a spiraling descent to the throes
of gothic obsession.

Hed
never heard a story so true to life, either.

DISCLAIMER: I dont
own Dexters Lab! Yay! Oh, and thanks, Vindaloo, for reviewing
this! I feel happy now!

Mandark: The blender
makes you feel happy.

(Satine socks Mandark.)