All characters are over the age of twenty.
Note- I do not own the rights to the TV show Schooled or The Goldbergs. This is just a fun spoof for no monetary gain. This is also a more fleshed out version of the one I wrote and published elsewhere.
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It was March 13th, 1990 something and in Philadelphia the William Penn Academy reunion was almost here.
"Holy crap, it's you!"
"Holy crap, it's you too!"
Erica Schwartz, nee Goldberg, bounced into the teachers lounge and straight into the arms of her once best friend Lainey Lewis. The slim and attractive blonde had come full circle in her life, going from her dream of being a famous musician to teaching music at her former school.
"Look at you, all teachered up and hanging with the other teachers. Hell, I miss you!"
They remained hugging as they visited for the first time in years.
"Erica, you're so sweet pretending my life isn't a sack of shit."
"Don't be so hard on yourself. It's not like my life is so much better."
"But what about you and Geoff?"
Erica broke away and rolled her eyes.
'Do not get me started. Holy crap, we're back!"
The two young women jumped up and down on the spot enthusiastically. They had grown up together, gone to the same schools and had become almost like sisters.
"Let's go to my office."
"You have an office? No way!"
They set off down the hall, the very same hall they had spent so many years in just a short life time ago. The office was a tiny affair with no window, a desk, one chair and an upturned bucket. Erica smiled weakly and sat.
"You know it's kind of a relief to know that your life turned out to be a suck fest like mine. All I ever wanted was to turn up at my reunion in a helicopter as the sixth member of the Spice Girls."
"Lainey, that's my dream too. This is gonna be a shitty reunion."
Both slumped back and a gloomy silence fell over them.
"Wait! Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"YES! No, actually I don't."
Lainey sat up excited.
"Let's turn this into a Romy and Michele thing. You know, the movie. Two women turn up pretending to be millionaire inventors of 'post it notes' and totally have the reunion of a lifetime."
Erica quickly became deflated and looked off into space.
"But if we're to be rich business ladies what did we do?"
Lainey reached into the top drawer of her desk to find an aspirin and her eyes lit up.
"Look at this!"
She picked up her pink rabbit vibrator that she, ahem, kept for emergencies and waved it in her friends face.
"Honey, are you serious? You wanna make out here? Gross!"
It had been a natural thing for the pair of them to have their first sexual experience together when they were younger. They had always fantasized about their favourite pop singers and they had turned their first stirrings of sexual feelings into physical contact.
"NO! This is it. We are the inventors of the best selling female sex toy of the nineties!"
Lainey held the purse sized toy in her palm and giggled. She flicked the on switch and it began to make a low buzzing noise.
"Holy crap! This is going to be one hell of a reunion!" Cried Erica.
Lainey checked out her old buddy and her eyes lingered on the adorable brunette. Blessed with dark brown eyes she was a petite but sexy five feet three with a 32-26-36 figure. The smoking hot young woman still had her killer body after several years of marriage but she had chosen to go with the 'Rachel' look hair wise. Anyone who was around in the nineties knew the iconic look that had become an overnight success. The choppy layers and blown out shell that just fell above the collarbone had taken off big time.
"So, no regular boyfriend?" Asked Erica.
By contrast Lainey was taller at five six and was a blonde and blue eyed honey. Long limbs, flat stomach and tight of ass she always wondered how she was still single.
"No. Struck out again. How's Barry?"
"Barry is Barry, you know that. Still wishing and hoping."
The younger brother of Erica had gone steady with Lainey, even as far as getting engaged until they both called time. At that moment a head popped around the door of the office, all teeth and blonde waves.
"Holy crap! It's Evy Silver!"
"Lainey Lewis! Hey, look who it is."
Another figure emerged from the shadows, long legged, slim and with waist length hair.
"Carla! I didn't know you were coming." Said a surprised Lainey.
"Well, after four years in Yale I figured what the hey."
"You went to Yale?" Piped Erica.
"Sorry. In Mexico they say Yale instead of jail. I've had some bad luck since I split up with Johnny Atkins."
Evy eyed Lainey with an evil grin and looked around the poky office. She ran a finger along a dusty bookshelf.
"You work here?" She wondered.
"No, no. Erica and I are successful business ladies. We invented the rabbit vibe actually. We just got in from the Tropics of Paradise. It's for the elite you know."
Evy rolled her eyes.
"Tropics of Paradise, really. I can't believe you're Romy and Michele-ing the reunion."
"Who? I don't know those people."
"Own up. Your picture is all over the school. You teach here."
All four looked up a poster on the wall for 'Teacher of the Month' next to Lainey's face.
"OH BALLS! Alright. Erica and I may have planned a slight Romy and Michele. God, has everyone seen that movie?"
"That is so sad. I want in!"
"Me too!" Agreed Carla.
Lainey narrowed her eyes and looked directly into Evy's.
"Why? I mean, I get it with Carla, but you?"
Evy shrugged and drooped slightly.
"I don't know. It's like every guy I date breaks up with me. They say I'm too bossy. Can you believe that?"
Carla shrugged. Erica shrugged. Lainey shrugged.
"I said. Can you believe it!"
Evy pouted angrily and tapped her shoe on the floor.
"Look, you can't have a Romy and Michele with four people."
Erica looked at her friend and everyone seemed to wait on her next words.
"Oh, who cares. Let's just do it."
"Great! Now all we need are some awesome business suits."
"No problem actually. I have the key to the drama class wardrobe. We should go check it out."
"Say. The rabbit? God, I LOVE that thing!"
Everyone looked at Carla who had picked up Lainey's vibrator and was turning it over and over. Wow, thought Lainey. How bad do we all suck.
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The evening of the reunion and all four burst through the doors of the large function room side by side, all dressed alike in pinstriped blazers, clinging mini dresses and killer high heel pumps. All eyes in the room checked them out as they stood and basked in the attention, all bare legs and lifted chins.
"Well, here we are. What could possibly go wrong."
Erica smiled at Lainey who looked back with a slight unease.
"Lainey! Here she is! Teacher of the month!"
Principal Glascott waved from the drinks table. All eyes turned to the willowy blonde and then back to a life sized poster of her.
"SHIT! That unravelled faster than I expected." Said Erica.
"BALLS!" Cried Evy.
"Ohh, it tickles." Purred Carla who wiggled her ass seductively.
"Carla? What is up with you?"
"FUCK! She's got the rabbit stuffed up her pussy!"
"Have not! Oh, oh, oh. There it is!"
Carla sighed and teetered on her heels with her eyes closed in bliss. She pulled the vibe out from under her dress and Lainey grabbed it and ran off disgusted.
"This is a total disaster!"
Erica shrugged and quickly followed her friend.
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Lainey looked up with red eyes as she rested her elbows on her desk and saw Erica with her arms open.
"Why do we always mess up?"