print this page

Fanfiction

The Interactive FanFiction Story

One of the longest-running fanfiction stories on the 'net.

Chapter 10: Matchmaker, matchmaker

jump to chapter | jump to review | jump to next chapter | go back to main story outline

Chapter 10: Matchmaker, matchmaker

written by Joie

added on: 03 Nov 2000 - based on characters created by Winnie Holzman

(RICKIE sits on bench outside GUIDANCE OFFICE. RAYANNE comes out, smiling.)

RICKIE: Hey.

RAYANNE: Uh (laughing) God, that woman! She makes me laugh, I swear.

RICKIE: I thought she was, like, supposed to be counselling you, not working her stand-up routine on you.

RAYANNE: Yeah, well. What's the difference? (gets lollies out, puts one in RICKIE's mouth)

RICKIE: Have you talked to Angela?

RAYANNE: (shrugs) Mm mm.

RICKIE: I'm starting to feel like every structure in my life is falling apart.

RAYANNE: (looks at roof) School's still hanging in there.

RICKIE: (stops, looks at her) Rayanne, sort this out. You want to be her friend, she wants to be your friend. I want you both to be friends. Say the magic words, and mean it.

RAYANNE: Yeah, yeah. Catcha later!

RICKIE: Rayanne!

RAYANNE: Later! I'm late for 'Our Town'.... (Exits)

(RICKIE continues walking. He spots BRIAN at his locker)

RICKIE: Hey, Brian.

BRIAN: Oh. Hi.

RICKIE: Listen, Brian. I know you this isn't really my business, but I need to know. Do you, like, seriously intend to, like, try a relationship with Angela?

BRIAN: (looking round nervously) You think I haven't been trying?

RICKIE: No, seriously.

BRIAN: Why?

RICKIE: Because I happen to know that someone else really likes you, and I want to know how things are, before, I, like, give them my evaluation.

BRIAN: What, is that what happens in the girls room? (RICKIE shrugs) Wait...uh. Who is this?
That you're talking about, I mean...it's just....you know.

RICKIE: It's just...it's just a friend, right?

BRIAN: Oh my God...it's, like, not Rayanne is it?

RICKIE: (sniggers) Rayanne? Uh, no. (looks around) Look, it's Delia, right?

BRIAN: (disbelief) Delia? But, she...um, that is. I mean, she, like

RICKIE: Hates you? Yeah, I thought so too. But, apparently not. I mean, think about it. Why would she hate you so much if she wasn't so hurt by what you did?

BRIAN: Don't analyse things, please. My parents do it to my all the time. It drives me crazy.

RICKIE: Hey, be glad they bother. Anyway, that's the deal Brian. I, like, seriously, do not want to see Delia get hurt. Or Angela, for that matter.

(RICKIE goes. BRIAN stares after him)

jump to chapter beginning | jump to review | go back to main story outline

Next Chapter

There's no next chapter yet. Why not add one yourself?

expand

Add your own next chapter

Reviews for this chapter

Waiting for 10 votes before displaying rating information.

No reviews so far for this chapter.

expand

Add your review

expand

Report this chapter to the admins


“And, you know, with your hair like that? It hurts to look at you.”

Rayanne Graff, Episode 1: "My So-Called Life (Pilot)"