I am NOT Scott Moffatt! Enjoy my story! This is all FICTION! My favorite Moffatt is Dave, but Scott's more my age so it's a bit easier to write about him. Enjoy my Story!
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Girl Of My Dreams
Damn Basketball!

My brothers and I were playing basketball in the park when I saw the most beautiful girl. She was roller-skating with 3 other girls who were around our age. The girl who got my attention has blond hair and green eyes. She was wearing a hot pink tank top and blue jean shorts. She was laughing among her friends and they look like they're having a good time. One of her friends was wearing a pale blue tee, shorts, sunglasses and a baseball cap. She has dark brown hair and dark brown eyes. Another one was wearing a short yellow dress with blond hair and blue eyes. I smiled to myself. I'd like to see her wipe out. The fourth girl was wearing a white tee with overalls. She has light brown hair and hazel eyes. I was still looking at the girls, until a basketball came flying at my head when I wasn't looking. The ball hit my head and I fell to the ground and blacked out.

"Scott? Scott?" said a voice.
I groaned. My head was killing me. I forced my eyes to open and saw my brother, Dave looking back at me. Slowly, I sat up. I looked around and saw the girls looking at me.
"Are you ok?" asked the girl of my dreams.
"I'm ok." I stuttered as I tried to get up.
My other two brothers, Bob and Clint, grabbed my arms and helped me up.
"That was quite a knock out." Clint said.
I groaned again and leaned against Clint for support. "Who threw that ball?" I asked.
"Sorry Scott, I did." Replied Bob.
Oh, Bob is going to get it. I'll shave off his long hair--
"I know I might insult you, but that was pretty funny." Said the girl in the yellow dress. She and Clint began to laugh. "I'm Sarah." Said the girl.
"I'm Clint." Clint smiled.
"Well I guess we should all introduce ourselves." Said Dave. "I'm Dave."
"I'm Robyn." Said the girl with the overalls.
"I'm Rachel," said the girl wearing the cap. She pointed to the girl I like, "and this is Tabby."
Tabby? What kind of name is that?
"Tabby?" I asked her.
"Actually," she said, glaring at Rachel, "my name is Tammy. She calls me Tabby, just to annoy me."
I smiled. "I'm Scott."
"And I'm Bob." Said Bob.
Clint looked at his watch. "Guys? I hate to be a party pooper, but it's 6:00pm and we need to go to have dinner at grandma's." "Oh right." Dave said, looking at the girls. "Do you girls want to go out with us for pizza or something tomorrow night?" All right Dave! That's my flirty brother!
"Sure! We'll come to your house at 5:00pm, ok?" asked Rachel.
"That'll be fine." Said Clint.
"See you later." Said Tammy, looking at me. She gave me a grin, and then… she WINKED at me! I watched her skate away.
I must have a dreamy look on my face just then cuz Dave looked at me and said, "you're not gonna faint again, are you?"
I looked at Dave and said, "NO!"
"Sheesh! Excuse me for caring!"
I looked at him. Dave was pouting. "Sorry Dave." I said. Dave is so sensitive!

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At 4 o'clock, the four of us were crammed in the bathroom, and since I'm the oldest, I totally kicked the other three out. "I claim Sheila's bathroom!" Dave said as he dashed to our stepmother's bathroom. Clint and Bob ran after him.
I put on my white shirt and my black jeans, sprayed some of Bob's Tommy cologne on, and looked for my hairbrush. Where the heck was it? It's either Dave of Bob who took it. "Dave! Bob! Give me my hairbrush!"
"I don't have it!" replied Bob.
"Dave! Give me my hairbrush!" I called.
Dave pounded on the door. "Open the door first!" I opened the door. Dave came in and gave me a big smile. "Here you go." He said, handing the brush to me.
"Thanks." I said. I looked at my brush. "Hey! There's gel on it!" "Of course there is!" Dave pointed to his hair, it's spiky and looked kinda cool. Only on him, not on me.
I rinsed off my brush and looked in the mirror. Not bad, Scott. Not bad at all. I looked at my reflection again and saw Dave sniffing the air. "Scott, did you use Bob's cologne? He's gonna kill you!" Dave cried.
"Not if he doesn't know about it!" I hissed.
"Who used my cologne?" called Bob. "Scott! I can smell it!"
"I think you used a little too much." Said Dave, as he took the bottle and squirted some cologne on. Then Bob and Clint came in and put some cologne on too. Dave was wearing a red tee with blue jeans. I'm serious. Dave is the only guy that I know who can look good in red. Clint was wearing a blue jersey type shirt and blue shorts. Bob was wearing a dark purple tee with white jeans.
"Scott man, are you ready? It's 4:45pm." Said Bob.
"Yeah, I'm ready." I replied. The four of us walked into the living room to wait for the girls.

The doorbell rang at approximately 4:55pm. Dave walked to the door and opened it. Bob, Clint and I waited in the living room. I listened to Dave.
"Hello girls! Come on in! My brothers are waiting in the living room." Said Dave. I heard footsteps coming in the living room. When I looked up, I saw 4 really pretty girls, but the girl, who really caught my eye, was Tammy. She was wearing a white tank top with a black mini skirt. Rachel was wearing a red shirt underneath a blue dress. Man, she dresses like Dave and even looks like Dave! Sarah was wearing a light blue dress and Robyn wore a white shirt with a dark purple skirt. Whoa. Is it just me, or is everyone dressing the same? I could see that Rachel was thinking the same thing.
"Look!" she said, laughing, "is it just me, or do we match or what?"
Dave grinned and walked over to Rachel. He placed his arm around Rachel's shoulders. "Yeah, we do match, don't we?"
We all grinned. It's kind of obvious that who matches with whom. We all walked out the door and down the street. On the way, we talked about our interests and stuff.
"So boys," said Rachel, clearly the boldest, "tell us about yourselves."
And of course, the gabber, Dave starts talking, "Scott's the oldest, Clint, Bob and I are triplets and Clint and Bob are identical twins."
"Really? That's really cool!" replied Rachel.
"I--" I began.
"Yea! So Rachel, what do you like to do?" interrupted Dave. Rachel and Dave began to walk away from us, talking happily. "Just like Rachel, she's always talking and flirting." Said Sarah.
"That's just like Dave too!" said Clint.
The second flirt, Bob, started to talk to Robyn. "So Robyn, what do you like to do?"
"I like sports and dancing. What about you?"
"I like sports too." Replied Bob. "And music. I like playing the drums."
"What about you, Clint?" asked Sarah.
"I like Sports and music. I play the bass."
"Cool, I always wanted to play bass. Can you teach me?" asked Sarah.
"Of course!" replied Clint.
"I like sports, music and my guitar." I said.
"What kind?" asked Tammy, "electric or acoustic?"
"Both. I replied. "Acoustic guitar and Electric."
"Cool. Maybe we can play together. I play a little guitar too." "Really!" I exclaimed.
"Yup!"
Tammy and I turned out attention to Dave and Rachel, who were laughing and running around.
"Look! There's a pigeon!" cried Dave, looking around, "and there's a blue jay!"
"And there's a tree." Said Rachel.
"What tree?" asked Dave.
"That tree."
But it was too late. Dave walked smack into the tree and fell to the ground. The rest of us, except for Rachel were laughing hysterically.
"Guys! That's not funny!" laughed Rachel, as he helped Dave up. Dave stumbled and fell into Rachel's arms. They blushed. "Ooh!" The rest of us cried.
"Oh shut up!" said Rachel. She turned to Dave. "Are you all right?"
Dave nodded, trying to make a puppy face.
"Aww. Dave's hurt. Rach, why don't you give him a kiss to make him feel better?" teased Robyn.
"Ok." Replied Rachel and she gave Dave a kiss! Clint, Bob and I gasped in surprise. Sarah, Robyn and Tammy looked surprised as well.
Dave smiled and leaned over and kissed her! WHOA! Dave was finally making his move. You go boy!
When we reached the pizza place, Dave and Rachel were already holding hands. I guess they're already a couple. In the pizza place, we laughed and fooled around. I saw my old girlfriend, Tanya. What a slut! I glared at her, and she glared back. I broke up with her for a good reason. A VERY good reason. You probably want to know what it was, don't you? She slept with Brad "single and ready to mingle" Thomas. Can you believe that? That happened when we were going out for 6 months! She makes me sick!
Dave, Bob and Clint must have noticed her too, because they were giving her mean looks.
Tammy looked at me curiously. "Who's she?" she asked.
I sighed. "She was my old girlfriend. I broke up with her, because she slept with another guy."
"That must be awful!" cried Tammy.
"I hate her already!" declared the girls.
Tanya and her friends got up from their table and walked towards our table.
"Here she comes." Mumbled Dave.
Tanya walked over. "Why hello Scott." She said sarcastically. "I see that you've finally got over me. Unless, you're trying to get over me, which I know is true. Brad is such a hunk, you're nothing compared to him."
"Why don't you just get the hell out of here?" snapped Clint. "Oh Clinton, stop trying to protect your weak older brother." Sneered Tanya.
Bob's fist slammed the table. "Tanya, shut the hell up!" "Oh here we go, another Moffatt brother. Dave, it's your turn to hurt me."
But before Dave could answer, the four girls scooted out of the booth and walked right in front of Tanya and her friends. They circled them and glared at each and every one of Tanya's companions.
Rachel took a step towards Tanya. "If you don't get the hell out of here, I'll beat the shit out of you, got it?"
"Ooh! I'm so scared! Who are you, Scott's new girlfriend?"
"No, I am." Said Tammy. What?! Well, that's a surprise!
Tanya turned around. "You're Scott's new girlfriend? Well, I have some info for you. Scott is weak."
"So what?"
"So…he'll fall for anything. I presume that you're weak too." Tanya raised her hand; about to slap Tammy when Rachel grabbed her hand and twist it back-hard. Tanya screamed. I ran up to her and stood in front of her.
"Tanya, stop it! Are you trying to make me jealous? It's not working. You're such a little bitch and I don't give a damn if you get hurt. Rachel already said that she'll beat you up, she will, if you don't shut the hell up and get your little ass out of here!" I shouted.
"You can't hurt me, Scott Moffatt!" screamed Tanya. "You can't hurt a girl!"
"No, but I can." Threatened Rachel.
"We can." Said Tammy. She and the other 3 girls took another step closer. Tanya shrieked and ran out of the pizza place. I was surprised that the boss didn't come out and yell at us!
"What a bitch." Mumbled Robyn as we watched Tanya and her gang run out the door.
"What a wimp." Said Rachel.
"Yeah I know! You could've easily taken her!" said Sarah. "Whoa! A karate chick!" said Dave, amused.
"You got it!" Rachel grinned.
I was silent. Tammy just told Tanya that she was my girlfriend. Was she? Great, if she was just kidding, I'll be depressed. I sighed.
"Scott? What's wrong?" asked Tammy, looking concerned. "I'm fine."
"Are you sad to see Tanya go? I could get her back…" began Tammy. "NO!" the rest of us shouted. We laughed, sat back down, and started to talk.

~*~*~

After dinner, we took a walk to the park. Sarah and Robyn ran to the swings. Bob and Clint went and pushed them. Rachel and Dave went to climb on the monkey bars.

~*~*~

As Rachel started to climb, Dave asked, "Do you know that you're wearing a dress? Aren't you afraid of that?"
"Nope. It's just underwear. Unless you have a sick mind…"
When Rachel reached the top, Dave looked up and laughed. "I see London, I see France. I see Rachel's underpants!"
"Oh grow up Dave!" laughed Rachel. Rachel sat down on the bar. She leaned back and leaned on the bar behind her. "You're so slow!" she said as Dave reached the top and sat down beside her. They smiled.

~*~*~

Sarah and Robyn laughed as they swung higher and higher, pushed by the strong arms of Clint and Bob. Tammy and I sat on the grass, watching them. "Aren't you a little old to be pushed on a swing?" Tammy asked.
"Yeah!" shouted Sarah.
"Tammy," I said softly, "did you really mean it when you told Tanya that you're my new girlfriend?"
Tammy blushed. "Yea." She replied. "unless you don't want me to." "I want you to." I said.
Tammy smiled, leaned over and gave me a soft kiss. She sighed and leaned towards me and rested her head against my chest. I patted hair. I looked at Dave and Rachel. Still on the monkey bars, I watched as Dave leaned over and kissed Rachel. Go Dave! Suddenly, it was quiet in the park. What happened to Clint and Bob? I looked over at the swings. They were gone! All four of them! What happened? I scanned the playground. Dave and Rachel were still on the monkey bars. Then I saw Clint and Sarah in the playground house. It's a house with a wooden frame and benches inside. I used to take Tanya there all the time to…well…makeout! Well anyway, I looked through the house and saw Clint and Sarah lost in lip-lock. I looked on the roof of the house and saw Bob and Sarah doing the same thing! Whoa! My brothers work fast! Maybe I'm slow, I dunno.

The End

Note from the author: I am NOT Scott Moffatt, and I do not want to get my sex change!

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