Dexter’s Laboratory Porn Story: A Place of My Own Chapter 2

School
started again. Olga beat up Mandark, Ellen dissed Nora, Dexter and
Mandark argued, Natalie whacked them both with a ruler, Dee-Dee
started to sing and that was before any classes even started.

Nora
looked incredulously at her schedule. Her first class was clear
across the school building. Her face fell.

What?
Dee-Dee asked, having picked up her brand-new eighth grade schedule.

My
first class is in room 921, Nora whined.

Dang,
Mandark sighed. He wasnt in her first class.

Why,
whats your first class? Nora asked. Mandark looked at the
schedule as he leaned against Noras locker.

801,
Mandark said.

Dang,
Dexter griped.

You
better not be in my class.

I
am.

This
stinks. I want a transfer.

You
wont get a transfer if I get one first!

Nora
sighed. School was still the same old, same old.

Dexter
was working silently on his science work when a thought struck him.

Is
the reason Ive hated Mandark for so long because I love him?

Dexter
continued to work, acting like nothing was wrong, as he deciphered
the periodic table.

Isnt
that what happens so often? Two people hate each other so intensely
that they begin to fall in love its so common nowadays.

Dexter
could tell that Mandark was trying to finish before him. It was just
a rivalry to him. Dexter was a bug to be squashed, a game to be won.
Dexter was sure of it, and his heart sank.

Dexter
was almost done with his work.

And
now that I finally realize that I love him, he has another Nora
Debussi, the girl I thought I loved

Heh.
Shes no threat.

A
cell phone went off. Ellen Rourke smirked and answered it, before the
teacher wretched it out of her hands. Dexter smiled evilly.

Ellen
Rourke. Of course shed know how to get rid of Nora

But
she hates me. So much for that

Mandark
looked up from his work. He couldve sworn hed heard someone
snicker. He whirled his head towards Dexter. He was calmly working.
He looked to Ellen. She was crying, having had her pink high-tech
cell phone taken away.

Mandark
shrugged to himself, working on his work and thinking about Nora
and rubbing a bruise on his arm that Olga had given him.

Nora
and Mandark had their next class, English, together. But Dexter was
in that class, too.

The
two of them sat next to each other, but they were calm not at all
like they were during passing periods or anything. Dexter found this
just a bit curious.

If
theyre so in love with each other, then why arent they even
acknowledging the others presence? Dexter thought. If they
like each other so much, why arent they talking?

Is
it because Mandark, in fact, doesnt like her? Or is it that Noras
just using Mandark? Or is it because they dont want to get yelled
at?

Dexter
blanked out. Yeah. They probably dont want to get yelled at.

Dexter
still watched them out of the corner of his eye, and saw, at one
point, Nora turning to Mandark and saying something. Mandark nodded
and said something else.

Hah!
Theyre probably planning something really nasty!
Mandark
handed Nora a pencil sharpener.

Sheez
what is with these people? Do they EVER drop clues??

Dexter
went back to his work, but he still kept a constant watch on the two.
The bell rang and Dexter quickly packed up his stuff and left the
class for nutrition.

Mandark
breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to Nora. What was up
with Dexter this period?

Nora
stuffed a notebook into her black hole of a backpack. I didnt
notice anything.

He
was watching us for the entire period, Mandark complained.

He
was not, Nora retorted. Dont go crazy on me.

Im
not going crazy, Mandark sighed.

Yes
you are, Ellen said from across the room. Nora got a bit mad.

Cant
you bug someone else?! Nora yelled.

Oh,
sorry, Ellen answered sarcastically, pulling her backpack over her
shoulder and walking out of the classroom haughtily.

Nora
put her own backpack on, and then looked to Mandark. We cant
stay in the classroom forever.

Maybe
we can Mandark countered suggestively.

Nora
blushed. Wed get in trouble. What if the teacher came back in
here?

I
guess so, Mandark shrugged. He held Noras hand as they left the
classroom.

But
I still think he was looking at us.

Why
would he watch us all period, though? Nora asked Mandark, trying
very hard to suppress her glee. Mandark was holding her hand, so she
was happy. Really happy.

Who
knows? Mandark responded. Hes a nutcase.

Hes
my friend though. Do you think somethings wrong?

The
corner of Mandarks mouth began to twitch. He didnt say anything
else. Mandark let go of Noras hand, and walked toward his locker.
Nora followed him, a bit worried about why he was acting so hostile.

Mandark
opened his locker with a click. He pushed a binder into it, all the
while looking at Nora out of the corner of his eye. She looked a bit
frightened. Mandark sighed.

Look,
Mandark said, I just have to stay on my toes with that boy. He
wants me dead.

I
think its you that wants him dead, Nora countered. Mandark
dropped his head. Nora was right. Maybe she was right about Dexter
staring at him

Nora
put her hand on Mandarks shoulder. She was looking at Mandarks
palm. It had been scratched open by the knife just the day before. It
was scabbing, and it didnt look all that great. Nora looked to
Mandark again.

Whats
that? Nora asked in a worried tone.

Nothing,
Mandark lied.

You
didnt cut yourself on purpose, did you?

It
was an accident.

Really?

Really.

Nora
looked at the congealed mess that was Mandarks left hand. Were
you okay?

Im
fine, Mandark smirked. Dont get so worked up over it, Nora.
Ill be fine.

You
better be, Nora huffed as Mandark shut his locker. If anything
happens to you, whatll happen to me?

Mandark
smirked as Nora followed him down the hallway. The school year was
getting off to an interesting start.

PE.
How Nora loathed it. She spat on the ground as she waited for her PE
teacher to show up. Only half the class was dressed, anyway.
Unfortunately, Ellen Rourke was in this class, and so were her
lackeys. All beautiful, all shrewd, and all of them were brats. But
on the upside, Natalie Faye was in the class with Nora.

Natalie
brushed a strand of brown hair aside. PE. Gotta hate it.

You
hate PE? Nora asked incredulously. But youre the fastest
runner Ive ever met!

Ah.
I used to be in track. No big deal, Natalie shrugged. Hey,
Mandarks coming.

Mandark
walked over to Natalie and Noras group. The three of them began
talking, and Ellen took notice.

I
hate those three, Ellen sneered. Mandark and Nora theyre
like Nick and Jessica. Theyre super popular the It Couple
and theyre just a couple of dorks

A
girl with black cornrows and Asian features nodded. Whats so
bad about those two?

Oh
yeah. I forgot. Youre new here, arent you, Talitha? Ellen
asked snidely. Mandark Astronominov and Nora Debussi. Nora was new
here last year, and she became really popular really fast. Shes a
billionaire, and a freak, on top of that. Mandark is a demented
genius. He likes the darkness and all that crap. They were officially
together at the school wide formal dance last year, when my ex,
Carter Richardson, caught them kissing during a slow dance and
thats it.

Talitha
stared longingly at the small group of three, which became four when
a girl with blonde pigtails joined them. She looked like she was an
eighth grader, the elite. Talitha had seen her with her own lunchroom
table for her friends which meant ultimate social status. If
those two were really dorks, then why was an eighth grader that
influential with them?

Talitha!
Ellen yelled. Get your head out of the clouds for a second!

Sorry,
Talitha bowed. Ellen rolled her eyes.

Dont
think that theyre all that, Ellen sneered. Because the whole
lot of them are backstabbing traitors.

Traitors?
Talitha repeated.

Yeah.
Nora refused to date one of the most popular boys in school, Natalie
joined her little crusade, Dee-Dee helped her rise to power, and
Mandark hes stranger than strange. So dont mess with them.

Talitha
sighed and looked at the group. They seemed happy, unlike her. Ellen
put down everyone, telling a lot of stories with the help of her
cronies about their unsurpassed weirdness and their faithless
ways. But Talitha didnt want to believe Ellen.

She
sighed and followed Ellens group, her cornrows bobbing with her
movement.

Dexter
stared at his computer screen. It was after school, Dexters
homework was done, and he couldnt figure out why he was so
enamored with Mandark.

He
was watching his security cameras closely. Nothing moved inside his
sanctuary. Everything was pristine; everything was perfect except
for Dexter himself.

Why?
Dexter thought worriedly. Why is this happening? No matter how
hard I try, the only thing I think about is him Mandark! WHY? I
dont understand!

Dexter
banged his fist on the table. He didnt quite understand anything
now. He took off his glasses and wiped them off, still thinking.

Maybe
I should just accept it

Dexter
heard the doorbell, and Noras voice as the door clicked open. He
narrowed his eyes.

This
is all her fault, Dexter thought. All of this if she had
never come here, Id be fine! That crazy genius is ruining my life!

Dexter
made sure that his laboratory was locked up tight. He didnt want
anyone particularly Nora to violate his refuge.

Dexter
returned to his main computer. Nothing stirred, as before. Dexter,
sometimes, used to feel lonely when he was holed up in his lab
not today. Today he was just desperate and confused not a good
combination. A maniacal glint had formed in his eyes, and his mouth
twisted into an evil smirk a smirk that, even if he didnt
realize it, he had seen before on another person.

Dexter
was now in a completely different mindset. He ran from experiment to
experiment, zealously checking on them and taking notes he was
plotting something.

Meanwhile,
Nora sighed as she lay down on Dee-Dees bed.

Whats
up with you? Dee-Dee asked her. Nora closed her eyes.

Its
Dexter and Mandark. They both hate each other, but theyre both my
friends and I have an idea as to why Nora trailed off.

Dee-Dee
blinked. They hated each other way before you came along.

But
what if they both you know like me? Nora thought.

Nora
had no idea that she was a bit more on the dot than she thought.

I
doubt it, Dee-Dee smiled. You and Mandark are like meant to
be, I guess. Even Dexter could see that probably

Nora
grinned slightly.

Dee-Dees
right, Nora reasoned. Why worry about unimportant things?

Little
did those two know that this was very, very important indeed.

DISCLAIMER:
I dont own Dexters Lab.

A/N:
This took forever to write sorry, Vindaloo (sweat drops) Oh
well! I have no idea what to do for the next chapter, so Im
winging it!