"Peter! What did you do that for?" I screamed.
"I couldn't help it any longer. I love you, Jenny," Peter said, grabbing my hand. I snatched my hand away. I lowered my voice and then said, "You know I'm with Mike!"
"So? I love you!" Peter exclaimed.
"No, Peter. I can't do this. I love Mike. I love you too, but not that way," I said.
"Oh..." Peter said disappointedly.
"You need to get out of here before Mike finds out what you've done!" I said and shoved him out the door. "We'll talk tomorrow. Ok?"
"Ok!" Peter said, that childish grin appearing on his face. Just as Peter went into his room, Mike came out of the bathroom in nothing but boxers.
"Hey, sexy!" I said, giving him an intrigued stare.
"Hey, babe, you wanna finish what we started on the couch earlier?" He asked, winking. I nodded, then with a grin on my face, scampered into the bed and waited for Mike.
The next morning, I woke up before Mike and I went to Peter's room.
"Peter?" I asked, as I shook him gently.
"Ahh! What?" Peter said, when he awoke.
"Shh! It's just me! Calm down!" I said trying to soothe him.
"Oh...hey..." he said, still a little groggy but awake enough to try and kiss me again.
"No, Peter. We can't do this," I said, trying to reason with him.
"But, why not?" Peter asked.
"Because we just can't. I love Mike. And to think I called you innocent yesterday!" I said, trying to sort things out.
"I am innocent, but I'm in love with you!" Peter pleaded.
"Peter, you need to find someone else!
I can't be your love!" I reasoned.
"But, all I can think about is you! All throughout rehearsal, I see you and Mike together and I get insanely jealous!" Peter tried to explain.
"P-P-Peter..." I said, becoming dizzy. "P-P-Peter, please! We can't..." I started, but then fell to the floor, and the lights began to fade. When I awoke, I saw Mike's face above me.
"Oh! Thank god you're ok! I was so scared! Luckily, Peter found you," he said, and gestured to the left of the bed. I turned my head and saw Peter, Davy, and Micky sitting in chairs.
"Hey! You're awake!" Micky and Davy said while Peter sat there in silence, staring at me with a sad look on his face.
"Peter? Can I talk with you alone please?" I asked. He nodded and Mike, Micky, and Davy shuffled out of the room and closed the door. "Guys, I know you're going to try to eavesdrop but will you please let this be between Peter and me?" I said, knowing the boys all too well. The door swung open and Micky poked his head in and said,
"Yea... hehehe... sorry about that!"
While Peter and Jenny were talking, the other three went downstairs to talk.
"What do you think they're talking about?" Mike asked, nervously.
"I totally think they're making out!" Micky said.
"WHAT?!" Mike yelled.
"Jeez, calm down I was joking!" Micky said.
Back in the room with Peter and Jenny, Peter was sitting on the edge of my bed and he was trying to reason with me.
"Please... I'll do anything! I need you!" Peter begged.
"No, Peter. I'm in love with Mike. I'm sorry but there's nothing I can do," I said, feeling so bad I had to turn him down.
"P-P-Please!" Peter blubbered, spilling tears all over my clean sheets.
"Oh, Peter don't cry! Please don't cry! I -I-I don't know what to do!" I cried. "MIKE!" I called. Mike came in the room about 5 seconds later.
"Yes? Is everything alright?" Mike asked and then saw Peter. "Aw, buddy, what happened?" Mike asked me.
"He was just so sad that I passed out," I said, glancing at Peter's tear-stained face. He glanced back he gave me a look that said "don't say anything about what actually happened."
"Oh, Peter, look she's fine...look. Thanks for caring so much though," Mike said hugging Peter.
"Y-Y-Yea, y-y-you're welcome..." Peter said, his voice barely audible.
"MICKY, DAVY COME HERE!" I yelled.
"Yea, Jenny?" Micky and Davy said in unison.
"First, you've got stop doing that and take Peter and help him clean himself up please." I said
