My Life As A Teenage Robot Porn Story: Dance Dance Recreation Chapter 3

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Dance Dance Recreation (Chapter 3)

So, the week continued into the next. Jenny, after waiting those long
seven days, was excited. For it was finally the day of the Valentines
Dance at Tremorton High. The students were all frantically running around
in the hallways, during school hours, with their friends and dates talking
about how fun it was going to be. Since the dance was being held two hours
after school, they all had plenty of time to think about what was going to
happen. As in, if this girl was going to go out with this certain guy, if
this one dude was going to break up with this one girl, or if someone was
finally going to get their first kiss, and so on.

Jenny, on the other hand, wasnt thinking anything of the sort. All she was
interested in was Brad. Nothing but that. She was now getting into the
Write a note and stick it in his locker phase. Just two days ago, on
Wednesday, she wrote a note saying, I miss you! XOXO!! ^-^ When she had
just seen him at locker break two minutes before she stuffed it into his
lockers small slit. But Brad didnt mind this. It just made him happy to
see that she actually had feelings for him too. Brad really liked Jenny now
that she liked him back. Heck, if Brad said it in HIS own words, he would
say Loved instead of Liked.

(Jennys POV)

While everyone was hanging out in the hallways getting in trouble by
Radzinski and other teachers, Brad was walking me to my next class. He
decided to bring up a conversation, since my next class was a small piece
far from where we were.

Brad started. So, Jenny. You told me you can talk all kinds of
different languages on the phone last night. I mean, I remember the little
Japanese incident, but I didnt know you could speak all languages known to
man! Thats pretty cool! What language is your favorite?

I answered his question very optimistically. Well, my favorite would
have to be French, because its just so much fun to speak with the French
accent!

Cool, Jen. In that case, tell me something in French.

Okay… hmmm… Je taime. I told him, giggling.

What does that mean? Brad asked.

I was just about to tell him what it meant when one of Brads teachers
pulled him by the arm and told him that he had missed a homework
assignment. Brad blinked.

I did? He asked.

The teacher nodded. Yes, it was the bookwork in the Literature
book, The teacher handed him the book. I want you to finish it before the
end of school today, or you will be staying after school in detention and
will not participate in the dance this evening.

Brads jaw dropped. But I was absent that day! Its not fair that I
missed it in the first place! Im not going to be able to finish that work
by the end of the day!

Then I guess youll get the detention until its complete. The
teacher turned around and walked off.

Brad was absolutely fuming. He walked over to me with the book in hand. He
tried to tell me goodbye in his normal sweet tone, but it didnt quite come
out that way.

I-Guess-Ill-See-You-After-School-Jenny….Bye… He said, grinding his
teeth and talking like my little sister, XJ-8. It was kind of funny, but
when you know he could get detention and not be able to go to the dance you
have been waiting for for a week, its really disheartening.

I told him goodbye and went on into my class. But right when I walked into
the door, I had just remembered that I was going to tell him what je
taime meant. I quickly ran back out the door to tell him, but he was
gone.

Whoa, hes fast… He should try out for cross-country! I thought smiling.

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(Brads POV)

It was the end of the day, and I had so little of my homework
finished. I decided to take action, so I ran over to Jennys house. Damn,
did I have the perfect plan!

I ran to the Wakeman house and knocked on the door, and Mrs. Wakeman
answered. Hello? Oh, its you, Bradley. What do you want? Want to see XJ-
9? She asked, cleaning her glasses with a small cloth she got from her
coat pocket.

Nom, Dr. Wakeman, just wanting to ask you a little favor. I told
her, closing my eyes with delight and stuck out my hand to give her my
homework paper and book. You think you might have a machine in there to
get this little portion of homework done for me? Because if I dont get it
done NOW, I wont be able to go to the dance with Jenny.

Hmmm…. She examined the paper. I may just have the thing for you!
Come into my lab, Bradley. She led me into the house and down a flight of
stairs to a room about as large as the living room, only bigger. She
directed me to a small machine.

Okay, give me your book, She requested. I provided her with the
book in my hand, and she placed it atop a scanner installed into the
machine. When I scan the page of this book in the mechanisms central
processing unit, it will recognize the data on the books page. Therefore,
giving you all the answers to your homework. Pretty P-hat, huh?

Uh, yeah… So, when do I get my homework answers? I inquired her.

Right….. Now! She pulled a piece of paper from a printer below the
scanner in the machine. She handed me the paper.

Oh! COOL! Thank you SO much Mrs. Wakeman! Youre the coolest! I
told her, giving her a very small hug.

Oh, well, I did it only because young XJ-9 has been talking about
how much fun she was going to have at her first school dance, and if you
couldnt go, it would have broken her heart. Shes up in her room right now
if you want to talk to her.

Uh, I cant right now, I have to hurry and get back to the school to
hand in my paper! Ill see you and Jenny when I come to pick her up at six!
See ya! I ran out the door and scurried back to the school yard to hand in
my now finished homework. I bet Jenny is going to be so happy when she
finds out that I got my homework over and done with. I cant believe that
my language teacher gave me this homework to begin with…. But oh well. At
least I still get to go to the dance with Jenny.

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A/N: I hope this chapter was long enough for you guys. I never have enough
time to type fanfics anymore. TOO MUCH SCHOOL WORK. Just like this chapter.
Things like what happened in this chapter are like what happens to me.
Except for the REALLY awesome machinery Wakeman had. I wish I had a machine
that did that for me. It would be soooooo awesome. Well, see ya in the next
chappie! Thanks for all your reviews and for taking the time to ACUALLY
review on this thing! ^^