Monday

Simon knew he was crazy. He knew he should have stopped arguing with Alvin and be the mature one. But gosh, Alvin didn't know when to stop and he kept on ranting and complaining and making it all his fault...

Simon knew he should have seen it coming. The way their arguement was going, it was obvious. And actually, he shouldn't have been as upset when Alvin mentioned her name.

"You don't have even have the guts to tell Britanny!"

"Well you can't even tell Jeanette! 'oh Jeanette, you are so smart'" That was probably what began to piss him off, Alvin trying to mimick him and his compliments towards the girl, cause damn him, Jeanette should be left out of this and-

"Oh Jeanette, have I shown you this book, I bet you would like it!'" He was furious now, and he didn't even remember what the fight was about, but before he could think about a reasonable reaction, his mouth was already spitting words out.

"Well, I asked her out! What about you? I don't see you doing anything about Br-"

"You didn't ask her out, you don't have the guts!" And he should have backed out, told him to just shut it and leave him... but noooo, because when it came to Jeanette, Simon lost all reasoning. So instead he went along with his lie...

"Says the guy who doesn't have the guts to confess," Alvin's face has been worth it. At least for that moment.

"I bet you guys won't even last a week!" Simon shot him a smug smile, and began to head towards the door, leaving his brother red with anger. Alvin couldn't stand the thought of his brother, Simon, being more fearless than him... at least when it came to girls.

"I got more important things to do right now Alvin, like a study session with my girlfriend." He walked out, a smug smile on his face. Is not until he was a block away that the panic began to set in.

What the fuck has he gotten into?

Jeanette was having a pretty calm day. Her sisters were downstairs, doing their activities. Elenor was baking, she could tell by the smell. She didn't know what Brittany was doing, but she didn't bother on finding out.

She was on her room, her door closed and her textbook outside. Jeanette was sitting on the edge of her bed, her legs crossed. Looking up at the clock that was on the wall, she realized that Simon was late. They were supposed to be having a study session today. Just as she was pondering what she should do, she heard the front door slam.

Heavy footsteps began to rush upstairs, and then her door came open and a freaked out Simon was on her room. He closed her door, panting.

Jeanette supressed a small yelp, but she kept on staring at the guy, wondering why he was so... worked up.

"Simon, are-"

"I made a mistake," was the first thing he said. Well this is bad, she thought.

"A huge one." She scooted over and patted a spot next to her. Simon sat down and chuckled.

"I was really stupid."

"Okay Simon, how about- you um, you tell me what happened?" She asked, looking at her friend.

"I had a fight with Alvin,' he began, "and your name came up." She furrowed her eyebrows.

"My-my name?"

"and I just wanted to piss him off, and I told him that we were dating and he was pissed off cause Brittany, you know? and he said something, I responded with other stuff and," he looked up, "Jeanette, you listening?"

She nodded, but her mind was still spinning around the fact that... 'I told him we were dating' and what was she supposed to think?

"Yeah. Go on."

"Well, I need a favor." He looked really nervous, and his cheeks were a slight shade of red, and she was probably burning up now but she remained still because this all seemed so... not real.

"I need you to pretend to be my girlfriend."

Okay, so maybe she had always wanted to hear that from him... well not pretend but that was close enough. And maybe her heart was beating faster than it should and he was still looking eagerly at her, as if she would ever say no.

"It would only be for a week! It''ll be over before prom, so you can still go with someone else," I don't want to go with someone else, I want to go with you.

"It's just for a week, and thats it!" Jeanette cleared her throat.

"I'll do it." Simon smiled, and wow that smile could probably be the death of her, and she really shouldn't be as excited as she was because it was pretend. In fact, she was also very nervous but-

A slam of the front door made both of them jump.

"Shit, that's probably him."

Both of them exchanged a look,

"Alvin, what are you do-" Brittany's voice was cut off,

"SIMON!" his footsteps started to come closer and Jeanette looked at Simon, whose face was somewhere between panic and fright.

"He can't know I told you, okay?" She nodded, hoping maybe he also had a plan. One look at his face and she knew that she was going to have to come up with someting...

Alvin's footsteps grew closer to her room and before she knew what she was doing, she pushed Simon into her bed, so he was laying on his back. Before he could protest, she got on top.

"Play along," she whispered, her face trying to mask her reckless to-be action. Her timing was perfect because just as she planted her lips on his Alvin opened her door.

"SIMON YOU- Oh gross!" her door slammed closed and she could hear Brittanny beginning to interrogate him.

She got off him, ending the kiss abruptly. Simon was still laying on his back, his mouth gaping open and his eyes unexpicably big. Jeanette almost giggled at the sight. Almost, because she was now getting embarrasment from what she did and gosh, what was she thinking?!

"Um, sorry if-if that made you- well- uncomfortable. I just- I thought-" She couldn't form a comprenhensible phrase, luckily she didn't need to.

"No! I mean, it was fine. Not fine, it was nice, very nice." He widened his eyes and blushed once he met her eyes,

"i'm just going to shut up now, okay?" He addded with a small smile. She chuckled, letting out a sigh of relief.

"I think- I- we should study? Maybe?" She asked, daring to meet his eyes. Simon cleared his throat, sitting up and fixing his sweater.

"I- yes. We should." He smiled, his cheeks tinted red.

They both ended up sitting down on the floor, sharing a textbook and both of them taking notes and making observations. It wasn't until later that Brittany's voice came.

"SIMON! YOU GOTTA GO!" her small but loud footsteps came crashing from the stairs and into Jeanette's room.

"Alvin says that Dave said that you both need to get home for dinner or something. Plus I'm done with Alvin for today," the chippette said, crossing her arms, eyeing carefully both of them. Simon stood up and helped Jeanette to her feet. The trio headed downstairs, where Alvin was waiting for them, eating a cake -so that's what Elenor was cooking- and leaving crumbles of it on his cheek.

"I'll see you tomorrow, love." Simon grabbed her hand and winked. Right, Alvin was there and they needed to sell this lie. Jeanette giggled, leaning to plant a kiss on his cheek. Because that's what people did right? A kiss?

Just as her lips were going to touch him, Simon turned his head and crashed his lips into hers. She widened her eyes, her arms wrapping themselves around his neck.

He was the one to back out first now, smirking at the noises that Alvin was making from the door.

"G-Goodbye." She waved goodbye as both of them exited; Alvin complaining and Simon ignoring him, his hands shoved on his pockets, a smug smile plastered on his face.

Once they were gone, she closed the door and began to head towards her room.

So maybe this was enjoyable. This was actually very enjoyable. And Simon kissed her. And called her love. Jeanette would have a whole week of this, and the girl was already more than flustered with all that had happened so far.

"So, you and Simon?" She turned around, only to find Britanny and Elenor behind her, one with a smirk, the other with a gentle smile.

"Its not really- we-" She met their eyes, and this time she gained confidence.

"It's for a bet, so it doesn't mean anything Brittany." Jeanette continued walking towards her room, sitting down where she previously was, grabbing her textbook.

"Right. But isn't it an amazing coincidence that you have to be the fake-girlfriend?" Jeanette rolled her eyes, she wouldn't admit that the same thought had been in her mind.

"Bri, just leave it." the sister walked out, leaving Elenor behind.

"She's right you know? Plus Simon did seem pretty into the kiss," Elenor mentioned with a giggle as she also walked back into the kitchen, leaving Jeanette blushing and unable to form any thoughts of opposition.