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Dear Jean,

So my boyfriend's been acting strange lately. I get the feeling there's something he wants to tell me and somehow I feel like what he'll tell me won't be good. Somehow I feel like it has something to do with him cheating, we've been having many problems as of late and it wouldn't really come as a surprise to me if that's what it was. If he did cheat however, I'm more inclined to forgiving and forgetting. What should I do?

Paranoid

Paranoid,

Don't wait for him to come to you, you beat him to the punch. Ask him what's bothering him and don't leave until you've gotten the truth. If he did indeed cheat, dump him. Why pressure yourself into giving him a second chance when you know deep down you'll be miserable all throughout the process. You'll have countless worries when he won't answer the phone and your first thought will be "it's happening, again!" Trust is key in a relationship and after someone cheats on you the last thing you should ever hold for them is trust.

Your friend, Jean

So she'll admit, writing advice out to girls (and guys) on a blog was never how she truly planned to spend her four years of high school . Yet, here A.J found herself, giving out advice like it was nothing. She always taken pride in her work however because for the most part her advice had worked, even if she never really knew the feeling of being kissed or in a relationship. Somehow she just knew what words to say to make things go smoothly.

Perhaps she both blamed and thanked her best friend for that. Or maybe all her best friends, those crazy girls she'd kept company with since the beginning of time, which for them wasn't really much considering that they were only 17, well A.J was everyone else was finally 18 leaving her behind in the dust as usual. Although she enjoyed company she only confided in five close friends, girls who knew everything about anything in A.J's life.

Kaitlyn Bonin: The overly excited and yet strangely motherly girl with a very interesting obsession with fanny packs. The downside to Kaitlyn was her ability to get pissed at you for the smallest of things. One glare from Kaitlyn and you should probably run for the hills, but then again she'd probably track you down and chop you up and feed you to bears. Kaitlyn was the protector of the group when it came to those stuck up (with the exception of two) cheerleaders they knew and especially when it came down to those 5 idiot clowns they'd hated since they met.

Kelly Blank: She was the ditzy girl of the group (as Kaitlyn had dubbed her since their first meeting) but she was also the kindest. She however had a very bad habit of being too damn stupid for her own good, always falling trap to mindless flirting done by (most of) the football team. They always found themselves prying Kelly from their clutches while she claimed she had no idea that their intentions were those of dogs. Kelly was the daughter of a very important man in politics, but under no circumstances did A.J expect to see Kelly follow in her father's footsteps, she barely stayed awake for Government class as it is.

Layla El: She was new to their ranks but A.J had quite a bond with her because strangely enough Layla had emailed her blog in search of advice. Her name had been 'clueless' and the reason she found was because Layla had told them about a mysterious blog that helped you out with any problem and was actually trustworthy. A.J suddenly felt closer to the girl because she had helped Layla in a way that she never thought she could. Layla was from overseas but she had very good grammar, even with her thick accent. Layla was fairly shy but somehow when she stepped foot on a stage she transformed into a girl with no fears as she danced gracefully.

Maryse Ouellet: She was the glamorous one in their small little group. Although being a cheerleader (captain no less) Maryse always kept her head fairly small, well in her eyes. She always stayed with their little group and only ever spent time with her team during practice. She always claimed being with tiny versions of herself should be illegal as it was disastrous to her brain. Maryse was a fashionista, always making sure to stay in style, she always kept the newest issue of vogue in her locker but never cleaned the old ones out, A.J was surprised that her textbooks even fit in there to begin with.

Mickie James: She evened out their little group. She was a very spunky and energetic girl that A.J wished she could be. Mickie promised to be their senior class's valedictorian. Mickie was very sporty always finding room for new sports to do, she was currently captain of the softball, tennis, and swim team. Mickie was also in karate, which is why she was the go-to girl when in danger, after all who wouldn't deem a blank belt dangerous, even if she lacked Kaitlyn's anger? She did cheer leading with Maryse and served as co-captain because she felt it was only fair Maryse get her own spotlight. Mickie was pretty much in everything, except choir and that was because she couldn't sing no matter how hard she tried, the horrible part of that was that she sang, a lot.

And those were the people she hung around and gave the title of "best friend's", however sometimes she was forced to re-evaluate all her choices in making them the closest people to her heart. Like right now, as she watched Maryse and Mickie go at it over a new routine they were to make for the upcoming homecoming game.

"We should just use our poms," Maryse told her in her thick accent

"No, we use them too much, we need originality," Mickie shot back excitedly

"Why?" she frowned, "poms are good and eye catching."

"I vote no poms," Mickie told her frowning at Maryse's lack of cooperation

If A.J knew anything of her two friends it was that Mickie was relentless and Maryse was vicious. They were the only two she knew of that could square off and somehow still end up being friends. If Kaitlyn and Maryse ever went at it then Kaitlyn would beat Maryse down to the ground, if Maryse went against Kelly well Kelly would end up crying because the last thing she wanted was to mess up her hair. With Layla it would be weird because they got along pretty well.

Mickie couldn't really square off against anyone, she was far too nice for something like that.

"This isn't a democracy, Mickie," Maryse flipped her blonde hair

"I don't want poms," she told Maryse, "guess you'll be the only one using them."

"Mickie stop being stubborn," Maryse growled

"Pom or no poms, the only thing we want to see if what's under your skirt."

This caused all five heads to snap towards the sound of the voice. Sure enough 6 (annoying) boys stood there with smirks plastered on their faces, well most of them anyways. These boys were on their hit list, the ones that they'd kill first if the apocalypse ever happened and they ended up zombies, well considering that they even have a brain.

There was John Cena: The football captain with an arrogance that was hidden behind his mask of "friendliness". He was dating Michelle McCool, well if they hadn't called it off again, and yet still flirted with the entire female population.

Derrick Bateman: She forgot was position he played but it didn't really matter because Derrick seemed so out of place on the football team, even if he was good. He was very clumsy and silly in her eyes and didn't quite fit the click.

Mike Mizanin: He possessed enough arrogance to give Maryse a run for her money. He was the most promising running back on the team so she guessed he (sort of) had a reason to brag. He had an obvious crush for Maryse that she deliberately ignored for obvious reasons.

Randy Orton: He was the teams wide receiver. He was (according to Mickie who was a sports specialist) really good at what he did. He had arrogance but he masked it behind an expressionless face. He was very stoic and didn't really smile, he was overall really intimidating.

Cody Rhodes: Who was like a male version of Maryse. He was always concerned with his looks rather than anything else in his life. He was the team's tight end, even if he didn't look like it he was very vicious while playing, something that didn't go unnoticed by other teams.

And lastly Phil Brooks: He had been given the nickname "Punk" after talking back to one of the coaches and the team's captain his freshman year but nevertheless the team needed their offense and kept him around. Punk had an overall bad boy aura following him around which didn't really make him seem like a football player.

"Hn," Kaitlyn rolled her eyes with a smirk,"McCool dropped you that quick already, new record."

"My girlfriend," John smirked, "hasn't dropped me."

"Then don't hit on Maryse," Kelly replied in her soft voice, "besides Mike seems to be sending glares your way after that comment."

John chuckled, "I wasn't hitting on Maryse."

And with that he looked to the brunette who was looking at him with disdain. Mickie and John had known each other since birth, and given that their parents were supper close they planned that their kids would be the best of friends and when they grew up they would get married. Never had they counted on Mickie whacking John with a toy block when she first met him. Everything that happened after that was really out of anyone's hands.

"Aw how cute," Mickie batted her eye lashes, "you're hitting on me."

"Aren't I always cute, Mickie?" John smirked leaning down towards her

Mickie shot her arm out and placed her hand on John's cheek, everyone looked slightly shocked by her actions and even the rest of the kids around them seemed to take interest in the last person who would ever touch John in such a way.

"What is it about me that attracts you, John?" she whispered

"Everything," he replied leaning closer to her

"Really?" Mickie smirked

"Yeah, let's get out of here," John smirked inches away from her face

And that's when Mickie slapped his cheek lightly three times before standing up and pushing John away. He looked slightly confused but the girls weren't what so ever. John really should have seen this coming. Mickie turned and picked her bag up throwing it over her head and adjusting it.

"I would John but you just aren't cute enough."

And with that Mickie walked out with Maryse on her tail asking about using poms. The boys all laughed at John and managed to leave them in peace. A.J shook her head and looked at her laptop before looking back up, there she met the calculating stare of "Punk" as he sat down. She frowned, what was his problem all of the sudden?

She shook her head.

"Boys," she laughed, "stupid, stupid, boys."