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Chapter 2- Fighting A Harder Battle

"Be nice, for everyone one you meet is fighting a harder battle."

-Anita Roddick

"I can't believe you Pogue! You were staring at that whore through Mr. Avery's entire lesson!" Kate was not happy with her boyfriend of two years. They were currently standing in Kate and Sarah's dorm room, having their third fight of the week.

"Excuse me for noticing that she cut her hair! I wasn't staring, I barely looked at her, give me a break. Besides, it's not like I get on your case for all of the attention you give the guys at this school. If you weren't dating me, I'd say you were dating at least 5 other guys here." Pogue was tired of getting accused of the things that she was blatantly doing every day.

"I've never cheated on you Pogue, you know that," she said, barely being able to look him in the eye.

Pogue shook his head, "I don't think I do. What about that kid from Calculus class? People saw you coming out of his dorm a few days ago."

Kate looked at him, exasperated. "We were just messing around Pogue, it didn't mean anything."

Pogue stared at her for a few more seconds before walking out the door, slamming it behind him and ignoring Kate's yells for him to come back.

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Meanwhile, trouble in the dorm of Becky and Abby was inevitable. Rebecca was searching her closet for something to wear to the popular bar later that night. After countless attempts to match a pair of jeans and a t-shirt together, she threw her hands up in the air defeated.

"That's it, I am not going to Nicky's," she scowled in annoyance.

Abigail carelessly lifted her eyes from the words of her Romeo and Juliet book and raised a brow. "Why not?"

"Because I don't know what to freakin' wear! I can't pick a good outfit. I don't know weather to go emo rock star or American eagle prep." Rebecca had many styles. Mostly to fit her mood, but today her mood was thrown off, therefore finding something decent to wear was out of the question.

Abigail let out a small chuckle and put the book down on her desk. She got up from her chair and walked over to the closet of her troubled friend. "How about American Eagle prep? That's the softer side of you, you don't want to come on to strong." Abigail picked out a pair of faded blue jeans that looked very worn-in and a simple gray collared t-shirt with the American Eagle emblem on the top right side. "There, wear that."

Rebecca looked at her friend and smirked. "You're a life saver." Abigail smiled as Rebecca ran to the bathroom to get dressed.

"What I want to know," Abby sat back down and began tapping her pencil lightly on the desk. "Is why you are so intent on dressing nicely? Since when do you care what people think of you? It's not like we've never been to Nicky's before anyway."

Rebecca poked her head through the door of the bathroom for a second. "Two reasons." She held up two fingers as she said this, before her head disappeared back into the bathroom.

"Number one?" Abby asked, awaiting an answer.

"One, Nicky's is a very important place. Everyone hangs out there, and I would like to not look like a bum for once."

Abigail chuckled. "And two?" she asked, as she stood up and walked to the closet, looking for some pants to wear.

"Two, Sarah is going out with Caleb Danvers. If she's going to Nicky's, that can only mean he'll be there too, which leads me to the real reason for number two." Rebecca smirked as she walked out of the bathroom dressed in the outfit her best friend had chosen for her and started to search for her gray converses, leaving Abigail with silence.

"The real reason?" Abigail questioned impatiently a few moments later, pulling on a pair of size 7 jeans.

"What? Oh right, the real reason." Becky chuckled to herself and then plopped down on her bed to put on her sneakers. "Tyler Simms."

Abigail's jaw dropped lightly. "So that's why you're so obsessed over the Ipswich brothers? You have a thing for Simms! Aww, that's cute."

Becky blushed slightly and then hurled a pillow at her fake redheaded friend. "Shut up. He's in half of our classes, and he's just so adorable to look at."

"Becks has a crush, Becks has a crush!" Abigail danced around the room, chanting in a singsong voice.

"Don't call me Becks," She said quietly as she blushed even more, watching her friend dance around. Her laugh faded when a light knock sounded on the door.

"That's probably Sarah." Becky got up from her bed after tying knots in her shoes and opened the door to see their pretty, blonde psychology partner.

"Hey guys, you ready?" She asked in a soft voice, smiling.

"Yep, let's get going," Abigail said, passing Becky. Rebecca smirked and shut the door behind her.

At Nicky's, the music on the jukebox was loud; people were swarming in by the groups. Tyler and Reid were off at the pool tables of course, while Caleb and Pogue were sitting at a table, most likely waiting for Sarah. The girls looked around the place; they weren't here often, so it was slightly awkward. Sarah led them to where Pogue and Caleb were sitting and smiled.

"Caleb, Pogue. Meet Rebecca and Abigail. They're the psychology partners I was telling you about."

Caleb smiled welcomingly. "Hey there, Sarah's told us about you guys. It's nice to finally meet you." He out stretched a hand for them to shake.

Rebecca smiled shyly and shook first, followed by Abigail. They exchanged hellos and quickly sat down at the table, Abigail looking around nervously. Her blue eyes met a set of hazel, and she quickly found out that they belonged to a certain leather jacket-wearing boy at the table. She looked away and started picking invisible lint off of the black tank top she was wearing. The table sat in silence for a few moments before Sarah started talking about some band she liked. Caleb soon joined the conversation, with Rebecca throwing in a few comments every now and then. Abigail and Pogue sat in silence, both pondering thoughts of their own.

After a while of talking, Abigail got up to get a drink, saying she'd be back in a few minutes. She stood waiting at the bar for a while until a bartender came over to take her order. She glanced back to the table, then made a rash decision and turned back to the bartender, ordering two drinks. When he brought them back, she picked them up and walked back to the table. She quietly sat one of the drinks in front of the silent Pogue and the other in front of her own chair. As she sat down, he gave her an unreadable look, then a slight smile before going back to his thoughts. She gave him a small smile in reply and turned her attention back to the conversation at the table.

After what seemed like hours, Tyler and Reid finally finished playing their games of pool and wandered over to the group.

Sarah looked up and gave them a smile. "Hey boys, glad you could spare a minute for us. These are my friends, Abigail and Rebecca," she said, pointing to the girls as she said their names.

Reid gave a smirk in their direction saying, "Yeah, apparently we have English together."

Abigail gave him a small smile as Sarah introduced the boys that were now sitting down at the table. Rebecca glanced at Tyler, who had chosen that moment to look her. Their eyes met and they both looked away, blushing.

The conversation soon shifted into the psychology project that was due a month from now. Becky realized that they hadn't gotten anything done since they had arrived and thought it was probably because they each had forgotten about it for the moment.

"Shouldn't we be working on our psychology project? You did say this was a good place to start at," Becky stated, looking over at Sarah.

Sarah hesitated and said, "Did I say that? Must've been an excuse to get you guys to come to Nicky's with me."

The girls laughed. "That's a good way to make friends." Becky commented, a soft smile plastered on her face.

"I try," replied Sarah, a proud grin forming on her lips. "Besides, you guys probably wouldn't have said yes if I didn't mention it."

Abby nodded her head. "You've got a point there."

Caleb looked at the girls. "What project are you guys working on?" He asked curiously.

"Some psychology project where we have to survey different people and see if they can memorize things through visuals, hands on, or verbal actions." Sarah shrugged her shoulders.

"Sounds lame," Reid chimed in with a grin.

"You have no idea," Becky agreed with a light chuckle.

"Maybe we can help you guys out," Tyler offered with a shrug of his shoulders.

Reid shot Tyler a look before he said, "We can? When the hell did this become a group effort?"

Caleb glared at Reid for his rudeness and then shot an apologetic smile over at the girls. "Excuse Reid and his rudeness. You can survey us later if you want."

The girls nodded appreciatively and said thanks as they continued on with another conversation.

They sat there talking when a song started coming from somebody's cell phone. Rebecca looked at Abigail with slightly wide eyes and said, "I can't believe that's still your ring tone. It's so weird."

Abigail flushed slightly and stood up, walking towards the door as she pulled the phone out of her pocket. When she reached the cool air of the outdoors, she looked at the caller ID and groaned. A picture of her and a handsome guy popped across the screen and the name 'Eric' was printed under it. She slowly answered it with a hello and waited to hear his voice.

"Hey babe," came the reply, the deep voice throwing her off guard like it always did, "How are you?"

She sighed and tried to think of something to say. "I'm fine Eric, what do you want?"

His growling laugh came through the phone as he said, "Well that's obvious isn't it sweetheart? Are you still mad at me? It was a silly fight, why don't you come over to my house and you can make it up to me? I forgive you."

Abigail gave a short laugh and closed the phone without a goodbye. She walked back into Nicky's and towards the table of people she had been sitting with. She looked at the group that was sitting around, talking, and noticed that Pogue and Caleb were staring off into the crowd, Caleb more inconspicuous then his friend. Abigail followed their eyes as she walked and saw that they were looking at a mocha-skinned girl who was currently flirting with a brunette, who Abigail thought was on the basketball team. The girl's eyes seem to flick to the table every once in a while and then back to the handsome guy that was mere inches away from her, laughing at something she had said.

As Abigail reached the table, her phone started ringing again. Rebecca rolled her eyes as Abigail pulled her phone out again, quickly glancing at the ID, even though she already knew who it was. She turned the phone off without answering it and shoved it back in her pocket before sitting down and sending an apologetic smile towards the group of people giving her curious glances.

She took a sip of her drink and tried to get into the conversation that had started at the table. Thoughts of Eric filled her mind and she couldn't form complete sentences long enough to comment on the topic at hand, which was a new movie Sarah had seen. Rebecca noticed her friend's lack of attention and pulled her up, stating to the group that they were going to pick a song on the jukebox.

"You okay?" she asked her friend once they were out of earshot from the table.

Abigail nodded and stopped in front of the jukebox. "How about a nice rock song?" she suggested.

"Nah, how about a good rap song?" Rebecca's eyes lit up at the thought. They stood there and argued for a good 5 minutes about what song they should choose, both with a quarter in hand. They were yelling and screaming, which gathered a few unwanted stares from the people closest to them, causing the two girls to blush slightly. When she was sure Abigail wasn't looking, Rebecca slipped her quarter in and pressed F9, a triumphant smile plastered on her face. Abigail didn't notice until the song came blaring across the speakers of the crowded bar. She groaned as Rebecca started dancing, along with most of the other girls on the dance floor.

"SPICE GIRLS?" Abigail yelled to her gleeful friend over the music.

Rebecca smiled and said, "Live a little Abby!" and then continued to dance. Abigail groaned and soon joined her, as they made their way to a more empty part of the floor, not wanting to be in the large crowd of people. Out of the corner of her eye, Rebecca saw Sarah dragging Caleb and Pogue into the large mass of dancing bodies, Tyler following shyly behind them. Reid was walking away from the crowd, a tall, barely dressed blonde clinging to his arm.

After hours of dancing and talking, the group decided to head out. "You girls need a ride?" Tyler asked, walking towards his hummer.

Before Rebecca could accept the offer, Abigail said, "No thanks, Sarah drove us." Rebecca pouted at her friend, but sent a smile towards the youngest boy who smiled back at her. With that, Caleb kissed Sarah and headed to his mustang, Pogue grabbed his helmet and hopped on his bike, Tyler and Reid climbed into the black gas hog that they called a Hummer, and the girls piled into Sarah's beat up Volkswagen.

The girls were the first to arrive at the dorms. They walked inside and before they parted ways, Abigail had an idea. "Hey Sarah, Becks and I are going into town tomorrow to grab some shit for our dorm, wanna join us? It could be a girls day."

The blonde smiled at them and said, "Sure, I could use a day out." And with that and a smile, she headed up the stairs to her dorm. The girls continued down the hall and up a second flight of stairs to their own room, discussing their night at Nicky's.