Disclaimer: I own Eiris Hales. Peyton Mitchell belongs to Hatter.ate.your.brains.
Pairings: JeffxOCxMiz
Summary: You look at her with love, with me it's just friendship. Is it because I don't have much to offer but my heart and soul?
A/N: Well, here's a present to my new friend, Hatteress! I hope you like, girl! :) Story title based off the song Secret Love by: JoJo. First chapter is a introduction to the story.
Boy, You're So Hard To Believe
by: Rainbowblack
Chapter One: Grin And Bare It
I bit my lip, staring frustratedly at the television set. A wave of jealousy came over me as I watched Candice work her hands all over Jeff. I hate it. I hate how every night I've got to watch stupid bitches like her, Massaro and Maria strut their junk around my best friend. My best friend. Not their male sex toy. Fuck, I hate it.
It just pisses me off. I can't take it anymore. Every Monday night, I see them around him. Every day, he tells me about certain girls he would want to ask out, and all that junk. It aggrivates me, because out of all Divas, I care about him the most. I do. Not them. I know what they want him for.
I hear the door in the background open up. It's the bathroom. Eiris must've finished her shower.
"Whatchya watching?" she asks. I turn around. She's dressed in her pajamas with a towl to her head. She scrubs her black hair until it's dry.
"Nothing." I shake my head. "Just RAW. You done in the shower?"
"Yeah, go ahead." she said.
I take my own pajamas and towl and head for the bathroom. And I push the thought of Candice and all them out of my head. I need to clear out my mind and rest tonight.