Jeremy pulled back from Melissa and saw that her face was washed in what could only be amazement. "Jeremy," she breathed.
Finally Jeremy felt himself coming back into reality. "Oh, my God." he said painfully.
"Jeremy, that was-" Melissa said mistaking his tone.
"A mistake." he said interrupting. "Jessica. I love Jessica."
"Right." Melissa sneered. "You just broke up with her. Don't lie to me Jeremy. You've noticed it to. We have a connection, you felt it when you hugged me at the House of Java."
"No," Jeremy said softly. "I'm sorry if I lead you on. I never meant for this to happen."
Melissa looked at him intently. "Yes, you did."
"Can we talk about this later?" Jeremy asked hurriedly.
"Your a tease. You get a girl's hope's up then you leave her hanging." Melissa started to walk down his driveway. "But you're worth it, Jeremy."

Jeremy lay in his bed that night. It was after midnight but he was having trouble sleeping. Why the heck did he kiss Melissa Fox? Three days ago he didn't even like her. He had to admit she had changed, and he was frustrated with the way things were going with Jessica. But still, he live kissed a girl out of the blue like that. It just wasn't him. And he knew Melissa would make some huge dramatic deal out of all this. And he knew she had just broken up with Will again. But he realized that he had just broken up with Jessica again. Were they destined to be like Melissa and Will? Cheating on people but getting back together regardless? Was that how he wanted his relationships. Jeremy sighed and rolled over. He didn't want them to anymore.

"Good, news girls!" Mrs. Wakefield exclaimed cheerfully. "Steven's coming home for a few weeks!" she glanced around the table but only saw Elizabeth and Jessica's stony faces. Elizabeth forced a smile. "That's great mom."
"Do you girls want to go shopping this weekend? I'll take you up to Santa Rosa and we can make a day of it!" she said hopefully.
"Sorry mom. I have plans, but even if I did, I don't think it would be a good idea for me to go shopping with some loser who still thinks plaid is in." Jessica replied smirking.
Elizabeth blushed looking at her plaid shirt. "Thanks anyway mom." she said quietly and left the table and Mrs. Wakefield could hear her dash up the stairs and slam her bedroom door. Would her girls ever be friends again?