Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: Something I Believe In Miracle Romance Chapter 6

January Sky

Part Six of Something I Believe In Miracle Romance

Two weeks later, Nora returned to school, along with Dee-Dee, Mee-Mee, Lee-Lee, and Natalie. Natalie was still talking about Noras autobiographical incident, even though Nora hadnt told anyone it was her story.

I cant get it out of my head, Natalie cooed. They ripped out my heart without anesthesia, smashed it with a mallet, and chucked it into the ocean. At least, thats how it felt. That was so powerful.

Oh, man, I cant wait to find what I left in my locker over break, Nora sniggered. Dee-Dee laughed.

You have the miracle locker, Dee-Dee pointed out.

Really? Nora inquired. Why do you say that?

Theres so much stuff in there, its a miracle it all fits, Dee-Dee smiled. Nora groaned.

Bad joke.

Nora turned the combo lock on her locker again. Amazingly enough, she still remembered her combination. Dee-Dee, Lee-Lee, and Mee-Mee could already see a few people desperately trying to remember their combination.

Oh my God, I love him, Nora admitted randomly.

What was the point of that? Natalie scoffed.

I didnt tell you about it, did I? Nora sighed. Her face was bright red.

About what? Dee-Dee inquired nosily.

It felt so perfect, Nora murmured to herself.

And?

Nora seemed to wake up. There is no way Im telling.

Spacing out again? Natalie asked. She shook her head. We better get our schedules for this semester.

Nora gasped. Schedules!

Dee-Dee blinked. Yeah, schedules. Whats the big deal?

I have Teen Issues this semester, Nora sighed. All sixth graders have that one semester of the year.

It stinks, Dee-Dee disclosed.

Nora found a paper taped to the wall. Caldwell Dimmons, room 207. Nora groaned. That was in the fifth hallway. She was in the second.

See you guys, Nora called as she ran down the main hallway, trying to find the 200 hallway. After a minute or so, Nora found the hall and ran to room 207. A few people had gathered around there. Nora didnt know any of them.

The door flew open to reveal the schedules, nice and orderly set on the desk. Nora picked hers up.

All of her main classes were the same, with art being replaced by Teen Issues. Nora closed her eyes in sadness. She wouldnt have another class with Dee-Dee.

But that also meant not having to deal with Carter, either.

Nora walked back to her locker, to get her binder, where a familiar face interrupted her.

Nice to see your cast is off, Ellen smirked. Unfortunately, youre still an ugly spoiled dork.

Nora narrowed her eyes. You havent changed.

Ellen shrugged. Actually, I have. I now have a boyfriend.

Whod want to go out with you? Nora asked repulsively.

Carter Richardson, thats who, Ellen was positively beaming. She thought Nora was shocked. He told me all about the nasty little bitchy player you are, and we found out that we were made for each other.

Im not a player, Ellen countered. I havent gone out with anyone.

Oh? Ellen had a spiteful smirk on her face. Then why is it that I saw you kissing someone on the day before break?

No, no, no, no

What on earth are you talking about? Nora asked.

Ellens smug composure faded. Nora was such an accomplished liar that no one could see through her. You mean

Youve cracked, Nora spat.

Nora stomped off to her class angrily, but once she turned the corner she giggled slightly and headed for Homeroom.

—

Fourth period came. It was Teen Issues, and Nora saw quite a few people she knew. Dexter McPhearson and Natalie Faye invited Nora to sit at their table. There were four chairs to a table, so they had one more vacant chair.

Ellen Rourke walked in, to Natalie and Noras eternal dismay. She simply ignored her two former friends and sat at a table with some people that Nora didnt recognize. They were obviously popular, as Ellen talked animatedly with them.

Nora was watching the door. Through it walked a few people before

Mandark walked through the door, and Nora heard an inner voice inside her head.

Oh yeah! SCORE!

Mandark sat down next to Nora.

Omigod. Omigod. Oh my God

Dexter shook his head. What makes you think youre sitting here?

Why cant I? Mandark asked haughtily.

Look, admit that Im better than you, and Ill let you stay.

Im not going to do that.

Well, you better.

What does this have to do with Teen Issues? Nora moaned. No one heard her.

There is no way I will do that.

Nora saw Natalie pull out her trusty ruler, the one that had so mercilessly beaten Nora on occasion. Noras eyes widened as Natalie took the device into her perfectly tanned hands and silently edged closer to the bickering pair.

THWACK. Mandark and Dexter had no idea what hit them. Natalie loomed in the foreground, like a modern-day Miss Hannigan, yellow ruler placed firmly in one hand.

Natalie Nora moaned. Youll get in trouble

Dexter looked at Natalie. Are you crazy?

Mandark just rubbed his head and sat back down in his seat.

Shut up, Natalie scowled.

The teacher finally walked in, and Natalie took her seat beside Dexter.

—

Noras eyes widened.

Whats up with you? Natalie asked. She was still filling out the archetypal get-to-know-you sheet for Teen Issues. Nora looked at the wooden table.

In Teen Issues, we talk about like, pregnancy and sex and stuff, right? Nora asked incredulously. Mandark turned red.

Yeah, Natalie scoffed.

Great, Nora moped. Nora could have sworn she felt someones hand touch hers, but when she looked down at her outstretched palm, nothing was there. Nora shrugged and wrote that her favorite movie was Fritz Langs M.

—

Its so downcast outside, Dee-Dee noted while looking out of a cafeteria window.

Nora looked out the window through the corner of her eye. Its not too rainy out there, though.

Mee-Mee sighed. I miss vacation already.

Whats your new elective, Dee-Dee? Nora asked impulsively.

Woodshop. I like it though. Im making a flower, Dee-Dee smiled. What about Teen Issues?

Too early to tell, Nora admitted, but I like the people Im sitting with.

Oh? Lee-Lee smiled. Whom do you sit with?

I sit with Dexter, and Natalie, and Mandark.

Mee-Mee grinned. I knew that you and Dexter would look good together.

Nora and Dee-Dee glared at Mee-Mee.

She doesnt like Dexter, Dee-Dee groaned.

What? Mee-Mee asked, now confused. I thought they

Nora shook her head. She was so glad that Dee-Dee could explain it to Mee-Mee.

—

Math came around once again. Nora was depressed. She didnt have Dexter as a partner anymore, and that meant she could end up with anyone, from Mandark to Ellen.

Nora took a seat in the classroom, and remembered how much she hated the teacher for putting them in pairs that first semester. Now she just wanted to get away from Ellen, she didnt care who she got, she just didnt want Ellen

Dexter McPhearson and Mandark Astronominov Something tells me theyll be at each others throats. Natalie Faye and Nora Debussi

Yes! Nora thought. Score! Im with Natalie! Oh yeah! Just gotta avoid the killer ruler, but Ill do fine.

Nora and Natalie sat next to each other, and, once the pairings were finished, the fun began.

Nora heard the faint sounds of arguing from the corner of the room.

Whose idea was it to put those two together? Natalie asked sarcastically. Nora could almost imagine Natalie going after the pair with a giant yellow ruler, mercilessly trying to decapitate them.

We better work on our math, Nora stated flatly.

Yeah. Well be the only ones working on it, but whatever.

A few minutes passed.

I cant concentrate, Natalie finally announced.

Oh, Im kind of use to background noise, Nora shrugged. I like to listen to music when I work on stuff.

Really? Natalie was now interested. What kind of stuff?

Making Cup o Noodles without blowing up the house homework typing writing in my poem book stuff, basically.

Yeah, I get it, Natalie said, and she went back to trying to decipher her problems.

Nora leaned back in her chair. Natalie looked at her in shock.

Youre already done? Natalie asked.

Well, sure, Nora shrugged. I am pretty smart.

Natalie scoffed. You stink.

Nora smiled, and then stared at Mandark and Dexter. They were arguing.

You can count on them.

I love him, I love him, I love him

But he doesnt quite know how he feels about me

Thats just fine, as long as I can see him,

Ill wait in my quiet spot, next to you in class

Daydreaming, where no one else can look,

Inside my mind, feelings become visions

I wish visions would become reality,

But well find out soon enough

If this is really a fairy tale

Nora closed her poetry notebook. Her poetry notebook wasnt really a notebook at all, but more of an encrypted diary.

Nora smiled. Wow, Im a genius in an bimbos body. I love it.

Mandark banged his head on a computer desk.

Why? Mandark asked himself. Why is it that I no longer feel that strange ardor towards Dee-Dee, but instead the only woman who dominates my mind entirely is Nora Debussi? Why cant I think straight around her at all?

Is my mind playing me for a fool? I know what Ive been doing for the past few years! Im not an idiot I know Ive loved Dee-Dee McPhearson for longer than I can even remember, pretty much! So why does that Nora Debussi continue to invade my thoughts, my dreams?

Why is it that in my sleep, I can feel the touch of her skin against mine? And why, oh why, is she so appealing?

Mandark looked at his computer screen. The plain blue background stared back at him. For once, Mandark had other things on his mind than working on some strange virus he could use to cripple Dexter.

So who is it? Who am I really meant for? Why cant I just pick, why cant I just figure out what Im supposed to do?

Mandark sniffed the air. Without warning, he slammed his bedroom door shut.

Incense I hate that shit

Mandark sat down on the black carpeting that was his bedroom floor. He looked down into the inky color of the soft flooring, the color that he so automatically allowed to take control of his entire system.

Why me? Is Nora just using me? Or does she really love me?

Mandark reached deep into the confines of his mind, trying to figure out what to do. But while thinking, he came across a memory.

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

Nora sped off.

Mandark finally felt something click inside his head.

She told me that after she rejected Carter she even told me, and I was too daft to even realize it and Ive been pining over Dee-Dee for so long, and she obviously doesnt like me

Mandark felt a bead of sweat trickle down his face.

But I still cant figure this out!

Come on, Susan, meditate with us, called a voice from down the hall.

Mandark stood up and turned the lock on his door.

Sorry, Mandark muttered to himself. I think Ill pass.

Mandark sat back down in his computer chair. And my name is not Susan.

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Theyre playing a Cher song on ODHR.

FlowerChild45: You like the weirdest music.

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Cher is not weird. She rocks.

FlowerChild45: Whatever. Hey, I explained that you liked Mandark to Mee-Mee and Lee-Lee, is that okay?

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Sure. They wont tell anyone.

FlowerChild45: You seem a bit out of it.

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Im just thinking about Mandark, yknow?

FlowerChild45: What on earth are you saying?

Eminem4Ever&Ever: I mean, I really love him, but I have no idea if he loves me back.

FlowerChild45: Come on. Youll get him I think actually, I have no idea.

Eminem4Ever&Ever: Youre encouraging. See ya.

Nora logged off of Instant Messenger. She was really worried about what Ellen had said.

Nora had lied to Ellen, but Nora was so scared of Ellen, even though Ellen nauseated her at the same time. Nora looked down at the cream-colored carpet. Nora wanted to drop a vial of ink on the floor and turn the covering a shade of black.

It was just an impulse, but Nora still wanted to do it.

Nora! Come down here, please! yelled the male voice of her father, Ian Debussi.

Nora sighed and trudged down the small staircase. In the formal living room, on the expensive red velvet couch, were her mother (in a slinky light blue dress) and her father (in a suit with a navy blue tie).

What is it, father, mom? Nora asked as she sat down in another red velvet couch opposite her parents.

Nora, your mother tells me that you have seemed distant lately, Ian explained. She also tells me you have fallen head-over-heels for a detrimental genius.

Hes not destructive, Nora corrected. He just has a thing against bright colors. Is that so bad?

Ian ignored his daughter. Now, tell us the truth, Nora. Are you acting spacey because you are thinking of this boy?

No, Nora lied.

Anyone could have seen through that, dork, Nora thought to herself. Ian cleared his throat.

Youre lying, he accused.

Nora sighed. Okay, yeah, Im lying.

Ian scowled. There is obviously something going on between you and him.

Nora knew that she could lie her way out of telling them about the kiss.

No, hes just a friend. I mean, he talks to me and stuff, but nothings actually you know, happened between us.

Amelie looked directly into Noras eyes.

Nora, Amelie began. I have to say that this reminds me terribly of that time long ago of course, you two were much too young, and we had to put a stop to it

Nora narrowed her eyes. So youre going to put a stop to something that hasnt even happened yet?

No, we havent said anything of the

Nora ran out the front door and slammed it behind her. She ran outside, down the street until she saw a playground, with a swing set. Nora walked into the park and sat down on a vacant swing.

She rocked back and forth, releasing her cares and anxieties into the sky as she swayed and the swing chains clanked in their movement.

Nora stared into the January sky and desperately wished that her parents werent so suffocating.

Nora put her foot down in the sand, stopping her swing. She figured that if she were gone longer than fifteen minutes, her parents would call a SWAT team, so she walked out of the park. Nora followed the sidewalk and was headed for her house when someone put a hand on her shoulder.

Nora whirled around. It was just Dee-Dee.

Why are you out here? Dee-Dee asked.

Nora sighed. My parents think that Mandark isnt an acceptable person, and they havent even met him.

Ouch, Dee-Dee murmured. Are your parents really that bad?

Other than when they force me to wear color and say that the guys I like are unacceptable? No, theyre really nice to me and stuff

Nora and Dee-Dee began to walk.

Whered you go, anyway? Dee-Dee asked. Nora turned pink.

I went to the nearest swing set, Nora replied with a smile. Swinging tends to take my mind off of things. Thats one thing I want to do with the Debussi fortune. Build a simple little swing set in the backyard.

Dee-Dee laughed. You really are a simple girl. If my weird brother had all that money, hed buy the Nobel Prize Foundation or something like that.

Your brother and Mandark got paired up in math, Nora grinned. They were arguing so loudly

Dee-Dee shook her head. The sad thing is, theyre very similar to each other. But they hate each others guts.

Nora shrugged. Oh well. Better get home before my parents start an Amber Alert.

Nora waved good-bye to Dee-Dee, and walked into her house.

Dee-Dee looked at Noras house, and thought of Nora.

She seems so carefree, but shes not I wish I were like her, Dee-Dee thought.

DISCLAIMER: I dont own Dexters Lab or Teen Issues or AOL IM. Hah! I dont!

(starts laughing)

Mandark:

Sheen: Ultra Lord!

(Mandark hits Sheen)

Mandark: SHUT UP!

(Ren leaves, shaking his head.)