My muse seems to be very strong so I'm going to keep this going, whether it ends somewhat canon-ish or even the furthest thing away from the truth.


The next morning, Imogen approached the high school with a slight bounce in her step, akin to skipping. Her smile appeared wider, her unusual greetings even weirder, and her skips were at an all time high in the air.

Jack looked at Imogen with a confusedly, though she couldn't help the smile that appeared on her face at the skipping senior. She then looked at her shoes and let out a sigh, smile vanishing at the fact that Imogen's happiness was most likely not because of her. She nearly jumped out of fear when Imogen landed right next to her. Gone was her smile and Imogen greeted her with a tilt of her head.

Jack looked at Imogen, how straight a line her mouth was. Her brown eyes seemed somewhat dull when looking at her and Jack was afraid that Imogen would try something again. She didn't expect Imogen to apologize.

"I'm sorry Jack," Imogen said, fiddling her hands and trying to keep as much eye contact as possible. "I never should have tried to make you come out and you should come out when you're ready. Or never if you're not ready. Either way, it's only up to you and I'm sorry I tried to force you to do something you weren't comfortable with. Can you forgive me?"

Jack's eyes softened at Imogen's apology, but remained slightly surprised that Imogen only remained serious. From what Becky had told her, Imogen could be a little emotional when it came to her opinions and apologies. She expected a few tears and blinked hard when she saw none even appear in Imogen's eyes.

"That's alright Imogen," Jack replied with a smile. "I can sort of understand why you did what you did. I need some time, but I promise I'll come out to my parents. I'm sorry we can't pose for the yearbook pictures though."

Imogen gave her smile and a shrug, seemingly understanding. Jack hid her confusion at Imogen's odd 180 but leaned in for a make up kiss. She yelped when she felt herself kissing Imogen's hand instead.

"What was that for!?" Jack asked. "I thought we made up!"

"We did," Imogen replied standing up. Jack remained sitting, looking at Imogen with a frown. "But we can't just jump back into a relationship. We did break up!"

"Yeah and I thought we were getting back together," Jack argued, standing up to face Imogen. A few passing students stopped to look at one of the school's "best couples" argue. Among them stood Clare, Dallas and Alli. "We just made up!"

"Yeah but I don't want to get back together with you."

A collective gasp went through the students and Imogen just realized how many people were watching her and Jack argue. She turned and gave a helpless shrug when she saw Clare watching with her camera hanging around her neck. Dallas, with his arm around Alli's waist, gave Imogen a smirk, while Alli sent a look of pity to Jack.

"What do you mean Imogen?"

Imogen frowned, but the sparkle in her eye was hard to miss. "Jack, I can't be with someone who isn't out all the time. I've treasured our relationship, but I can't do this. I don't want you to come out until you're ready. It's not about that, but I'm graduating soon and I think it's best if we end this now."

As the students heard her words, they started to murmur and disperse, the fight they were hoping for not coming.

Jack's heart started to break and her face showed no less, her eyes coming close to letting out tears. As her nose sniffled, Jack tried to keep her emotions at bay.

"Is it someone else?" She whispered, her voice higher than usual.

Imogen didn't answer, but her slightly guilty face told the whole story. She whispered, "I'm sorry Jack. I wish you the best and hope that maybe we can be friends in the future."

Jack didn't want to be friends. She wanted to scream and yell. Retaliate against Imogen. Yet, the look on Imogen's face made her insides heavy and she knew, Imogen did nothing wrong. If it was someone else, she knew without a doubt that Imogen had not cheated and this took place while they were still and currently broken up.

"Not now," Jack replied after a while. She gave a watery smile and added, "Maybe in the future." The bell rang and Jack picked up her bag, ready to go to class. "Bye Imogen."

"Bye Jack."

The blonde junior walked in the building without saying another word.

As she walked in, Imogen felt the weight of her words sink and found landed on the stairs with a loud thump. Clare, Dallas and Alli walked up to her. Imogen felt tears in her eyes and let them freely fall. She knew breaking up with Jack was necessary, but still found it hard. Jack was the first person she dated since Fiona.

Clare sat next to her and asked, "You okay Imogen? You need to talk?"

Imogen wiped a tear and replied, "I'm okay Clare. Thanks for asking."

Alli sat on Imogen's other side, bring Dallas down with her. She asked, "I heard you went to Eli for some advice, but I didn't anticipate you and Jack making up and then breaking up. What happened?"

Imogen then said, "Eli tried but couldn't really help so I called the one person I know could help." She looked right at Dallas and smiled. "I called Fiona and we talked and she helped me figure some things out."

Dallas chuckled but excitedly said, "Yo! Fiona called? How did I not know this? Can I talk to her?"

Alli chuckled at his excitement while Imogen bobbed her head. "She's been a bit of busy, but she said she'd be available later this week. I'll set up a time and let you know."

Dallas got up, clapped his hands and thanked Imogen. He gently pulled Alli up and they walked in the building, hand in hand, smiles on their face.

Clare scooted closer to Imogen and asked, "Fiona helped you figure some things out?" Imogen nodded excitedly. "You guys getting back together?"

The last thing Clare expected Imogen to do was frown, yet she did so. She seemed deflated and answered, "I think so. We both said we still had feelings for each other, but I'm still here and she's still in Italy. I don't how we're going make this work."

Clare clasped Imogen's knee and smiled softly. "Don't worry Imogen, it'll work out for the best. Just keep an open mind." Another warning bell rang and Clare rose up. "Come on or else we'll be late for class." At her words, Imogen jumped to her feet and followed her friend inside for first period.


2 Days Later

Imogen, Dallas, Clare, Alli, and Eli all sat in Eli's living room on Friday night. The computer sat on the edge of the coffee table, comfortably getting everyone in view. Imogen sat in between both the couples, sandwiched between Eli and Dallas with Clare and Alli at the ends.

Alli and Clare were on their phones, chatting away as they waited for Fiona to appear online. The fashion design student was due an hour ago and still had not shown. Dallas and Imogen shared their favorite memories of Fiona but all the same remained agitated. Imogen's foot tapped away impatiently and Dallas' fingers drummed to some random beat. Eli was the only one that remained unoccupied, left to his thought with a smile that rivaled the Mona Lisa's. Fiona's no show seemed to have no effect on him, which bothered Imogen endlessly.

"How are you so calm Goldsworthy!? Imogen exclaimed earlier. "Fiona's late!"

Eli only gave a sly grin and shrugged, replying, "Must be the wise persona inside me. Just wait Im, patience is a virtue."

Alli sighed and stood up, getting Dallas' attention. "Guys look. I want to talk to Fiona but it's getting late. We have to see Rocky in the morning." Dallas nodded, making a move to stand, though more reluctant to do so. "I think we should go."

"Sorry Imogen," Dallas said sincerely. "I wanna see my homegirl but Rocky comes first." Imogen nodded sadly but let him stand up. Dallas and Alli made their way to the front door and were just about to open it when they heard a knock.

Imogen and Clare stood up as Eli called out, "Door's open!"

Dallas and Alli moved aside as the door opened to reveal Fiona Coyne.