A/N: I'm back! Oh, yes, Spinelli Woods, Esquire is back and ready to rock
and roll! Thank you to all of you who supported me when my other fic was
taken down. I don't know if I'll post it again, it depends on who is
interested in seeing it finished and if nobody minds that I put it to an R
rating (basically to cover myself and to avoid getting it taken down again.
Anyway, thank you all so much again! ::HUGS:: Now onto my next fanfiction!
This is based on the movie On The Line (the one with Lance and Joey from NSYNC) Gretchen and Gus are not in this fic, They really don't fit into the plot, so for the sake of the fic they are married and living in Alaska. Anyway, here we go and hope you all enjoy! Some of it might seem a little odd, but you will understand it better if you see the movie! To make the scene changes a bit easier to follow I am going to add the act and scene to each part.
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Party at a friend's house, 2003
*****TJ's POV/Flashback*****
It all started back in high school. Tenth grade, my buddies—Vince LaSalle, Mikey Blumburg and Francis Paparillo, whom we fondly call the Hustler Kid and I all had a band. We were called The Zits (points to anyone who knows where that's from) and we performed at events such as parties and bar mitzvahs. We thought it would be a great way to get girls and hoped to one day make it big in the music business (or at least that was Mikey's dream) We weren't very good, but that didn't stop us. One day, Vince told me I should dedicate our newest song to my crush, the beautiful and popular Ashley A. I tried to tell her that our next song was for her and that I wanted to ask her out, but I couldn't. I was too nervous, I was sweating and stuttering and felt as if I were in one of those dreams where you go to school naked as everyone stared at me, waiting for me to say or do something. As I tried to talk, I squeaked and tripped, falling flat on my face and causing the entire room to laugh at me. To make matters worse, I looked up and saw that Ashley A. was in the arms of the school's most popular junior, the former King Freddie. That incident was one of many that would allow me to have bad luck when it came to girls for a very long time.
******FAST FORWARD SEVEN YEARS********** Act I Scene 2 Train 2010
"That story gets funnier every time I hear it!" TJ's best friend Vince LaSalle told him as the sat on the train replaying the infamous incident and discussing TJ's current love life.
"Ha, ha, very funny, thanks for your support," TJ grunted, rolling his eyes. Sometimes Vince could be such a pain. Vince was used to getting all the girls and couldn't understand why his friend had so much trouble around the opposite sex.
"Your problem is just that you need more confidence. I mean sure, you go out on dates, when you find the girl of your dreams, you can't seal the deal, pick the fruit, you know," Vince grinned at TJ knowingly.
"No, actually I don't know," TJ said annoyed with his friend interfering with his love life and making stupid assumptions about it.
"Basically, your friend is trying to tell you that you choke every time you see a girl you like, and that you need to get over that fear in order to be with her," a nasaly little voice said. The boys looked down and saw a little Latino boy, who looked like he was no more than six, eating French fries from McDonalds. Something in the boy's voice reminded them of their old friend Gretchen Grundler, who was now living in Alaska with her husband Gus Griswald.
"Exactly!" Vince exclaimed smiling at the kid. At least someone knew what he was talking about.
"Watch me and learn." The boy got up and walked over to a pretty dark skinned lady with long curly hair. "Hello, lady, and how are you today? Would you like some fries?" he asked with a charming smile. The lady smiled back and took a fry while the boy turned to TJ and smiled, as if to say 'If I can do it, so can you.'
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Later on that day at work, TJ was still thinking about the conversation with Vince and Random Latino Boy as he greeted his receptionist, Maggie, who just looked at him as if he had three heads. TJ sighed. "No wonder I always choke, not even my female co-workers can give me a decent greeting." He walked into the mailroom and saw Peter Prickly, the old man who had once been principal of Third Street and now worked part time in the mail room.
"What's up Peter?" TJ asked as he checked his mailbox.
"Let's see, I have a bunch of health problems, bills to pay and an annoying neighbor who likes to party at all hours of the night. Not to mention that I have had colon problems since the Reagan administration!" (cleaner version of what was used in the movie)
"Um, ok," TJ said disgusted by his co-worker's rantings. He turned around and smiled at Peter, who was clutching a baseball that he carried around with him everywhere. "Are you ever going to tell me the story behind that baseball?" TJ asked, wondering what was so significant about the object.
"No," Peter answered mysteriously, fingering the old baseball and smiling. TJ smiled, waiting for Peter to say something more when the copy machine began acting up. Peter sighed as he rolled his chair over to the machine.
"Come on Lucy, don't die on me now, daddy knows you're tired," Peter cooed, "But daddy also knows you got a few more in you, yes you do!"
"You really think that works?" TJ asked doubtfully, looking at Peter and then back at the machine.
"Sometimes, but when it doesn't, you just need to give it a little love tap," Peter informed him, kicking the machine. At that moment, it began to work again and Peter smiled triumphantly as he rolled back to his desk. TJ smiled and walked to his cubicle where he ran into his nasty co- worker, Ashley B..
"Hi Ashley," TJ greeted her, but got a cold stare in return. He shrugged and walked over to his desk. No sooner did he settle down did his boss call him into his office.
"Detweiler, we need your help. We got a call from the Winger Dinger company and they want to go global, so I am putting you in charge of the campaign."
"Wow, I don't know what to say," TJ was shocked to finally get such an amazing opportunity.
"You will be working with Ashley," the boss told TJ, gesturing for her to enter the room. TJ rolled his eyes. The day was going from bad to worse. First he had to watch some random little kid made him feel like a wuss by charming some woman on the train, and now he had to work with the nastiest woman in his department who liked to put down all his ideas and make him feel like an idiot. He followed Ashley into the conference room, not knowing that his luck—and life were soon going to change forever.
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A/N: I know this chapter might not make much sense, but I am trying to follow the movie as closely as possible. This was only an intro anyway, I promise you that I will try and make it better as the story goes on! Next chapter is going to be interesting---and the story will pick up pace! Please r/r, but remember my golden rule while doing so and thank you for all of your support! I love you guys!
This is based on the movie On The Line (the one with Lance and Joey from NSYNC) Gretchen and Gus are not in this fic, They really don't fit into the plot, so for the sake of the fic they are married and living in Alaska. Anyway, here we go and hope you all enjoy! Some of it might seem a little odd, but you will understand it better if you see the movie! To make the scene changes a bit easier to follow I am going to add the act and scene to each part.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ Act I, Scene 1
Party at a friend's house, 2003
*****TJ's POV/Flashback*****
It all started back in high school. Tenth grade, my buddies—Vince LaSalle, Mikey Blumburg and Francis Paparillo, whom we fondly call the Hustler Kid and I all had a band. We were called The Zits (points to anyone who knows where that's from) and we performed at events such as parties and bar mitzvahs. We thought it would be a great way to get girls and hoped to one day make it big in the music business (or at least that was Mikey's dream) We weren't very good, but that didn't stop us. One day, Vince told me I should dedicate our newest song to my crush, the beautiful and popular Ashley A. I tried to tell her that our next song was for her and that I wanted to ask her out, but I couldn't. I was too nervous, I was sweating and stuttering and felt as if I were in one of those dreams where you go to school naked as everyone stared at me, waiting for me to say or do something. As I tried to talk, I squeaked and tripped, falling flat on my face and causing the entire room to laugh at me. To make matters worse, I looked up and saw that Ashley A. was in the arms of the school's most popular junior, the former King Freddie. That incident was one of many that would allow me to have bad luck when it came to girls for a very long time.
******FAST FORWARD SEVEN YEARS********** Act I Scene 2 Train 2010
"That story gets funnier every time I hear it!" TJ's best friend Vince LaSalle told him as the sat on the train replaying the infamous incident and discussing TJ's current love life.
"Ha, ha, very funny, thanks for your support," TJ grunted, rolling his eyes. Sometimes Vince could be such a pain. Vince was used to getting all the girls and couldn't understand why his friend had so much trouble around the opposite sex.
"Your problem is just that you need more confidence. I mean sure, you go out on dates, when you find the girl of your dreams, you can't seal the deal, pick the fruit, you know," Vince grinned at TJ knowingly.
"No, actually I don't know," TJ said annoyed with his friend interfering with his love life and making stupid assumptions about it.
"Basically, your friend is trying to tell you that you choke every time you see a girl you like, and that you need to get over that fear in order to be with her," a nasaly little voice said. The boys looked down and saw a little Latino boy, who looked like he was no more than six, eating French fries from McDonalds. Something in the boy's voice reminded them of their old friend Gretchen Grundler, who was now living in Alaska with her husband Gus Griswald.
"Exactly!" Vince exclaimed smiling at the kid. At least someone knew what he was talking about.
"Watch me and learn." The boy got up and walked over to a pretty dark skinned lady with long curly hair. "Hello, lady, and how are you today? Would you like some fries?" he asked with a charming smile. The lady smiled back and took a fry while the boy turned to TJ and smiled, as if to say 'If I can do it, so can you.'
@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@ Act I Scene 3 TJ's Job
Later on that day at work, TJ was still thinking about the conversation with Vince and Random Latino Boy as he greeted his receptionist, Maggie, who just looked at him as if he had three heads. TJ sighed. "No wonder I always choke, not even my female co-workers can give me a decent greeting." He walked into the mailroom and saw Peter Prickly, the old man who had once been principal of Third Street and now worked part time in the mail room.
"What's up Peter?" TJ asked as he checked his mailbox.
"Let's see, I have a bunch of health problems, bills to pay and an annoying neighbor who likes to party at all hours of the night. Not to mention that I have had colon problems since the Reagan administration!" (cleaner version of what was used in the movie)
"Um, ok," TJ said disgusted by his co-worker's rantings. He turned around and smiled at Peter, who was clutching a baseball that he carried around with him everywhere. "Are you ever going to tell me the story behind that baseball?" TJ asked, wondering what was so significant about the object.
"No," Peter answered mysteriously, fingering the old baseball and smiling. TJ smiled, waiting for Peter to say something more when the copy machine began acting up. Peter sighed as he rolled his chair over to the machine.
"Come on Lucy, don't die on me now, daddy knows you're tired," Peter cooed, "But daddy also knows you got a few more in you, yes you do!"
"You really think that works?" TJ asked doubtfully, looking at Peter and then back at the machine.
"Sometimes, but when it doesn't, you just need to give it a little love tap," Peter informed him, kicking the machine. At that moment, it began to work again and Peter smiled triumphantly as he rolled back to his desk. TJ smiled and walked to his cubicle where he ran into his nasty co- worker, Ashley B..
"Hi Ashley," TJ greeted her, but got a cold stare in return. He shrugged and walked over to his desk. No sooner did he settle down did his boss call him into his office.
"Detweiler, we need your help. We got a call from the Winger Dinger company and they want to go global, so I am putting you in charge of the campaign."
"Wow, I don't know what to say," TJ was shocked to finally get such an amazing opportunity.
"You will be working with Ashley," the boss told TJ, gesturing for her to enter the room. TJ rolled his eyes. The day was going from bad to worse. First he had to watch some random little kid made him feel like a wuss by charming some woman on the train, and now he had to work with the nastiest woman in his department who liked to put down all his ideas and make him feel like an idiot. He followed Ashley into the conference room, not knowing that his luck—and life were soon going to change forever.
@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^@^
A/N: I know this chapter might not make much sense, but I am trying to follow the movie as closely as possible. This was only an intro anyway, I promise you that I will try and make it better as the story goes on! Next chapter is going to be interesting---and the story will pick up pace! Please r/r, but remember my golden rule while doing so and thank you for all of your support! I love you guys!