Chapter Two

"What did you get it for?"

"Stop it."

"What did you get it for?"

"Leave me alone."

"What did you get it for?"

"SHOVE IT UP YOUR BUTT, JACK!" I yelled at him, slamming my locker and turning around to face my cousin. Everyone always said we looked alike. I didn't see it. Jack was only about five inches taller than I was, and was the bad boy of Royal High. He was the one always wearing the black collard uniform shirt, trying to get away with coming in with his uniform 'altered' in various ways, the one always getting detentions, the one always getting in trouble, and the one even the most innocent of girls secretly had a crush on.

He was cute, I'd give him that. But I guess if I look like him I should humor myself, shouldn't I? His long curly black hair was always pulled back, sometimes with a red bandana that Principal Swann would always make him take off. And his dark eyes were always lined with jet black eyeliner.

He annoyed the heck out of me sometimes, but I really loved him to death. I knew I could always turn to him, and I had no idea what I'd do when he graduated in May. Gosh, just the idea of that scared me.

"Come on, tell me." I rolled my eyes and tried to open my locker again with no success. Gosh, what the heck is my combination again? "Screw it." I said, letting go of the lock and looking at Jack who was finding the fact that I had just slammed my locker and locked myself out of my locker hilariously funny. I was about to shoot something at him when someone reached around me and unlocked it for me in a few seconds.

He took his arm off the locker and put it around me as he leaned down and whispered, "Times you failed your permit test. Joe Jonas's birth date and come back to the day me and you first met." He took his arm off, and by the time that I looked behind me, Will Turner was already down the hall walking to his next class, unaware of the female heads that were turning in his direction as he did so. Well, maybe he did know.

Jack who had watched his best friend walk off, turned back and looked at me with an eye raised as he asked me, "What the heck was that?"

"Nothing." Because in all actuality, it probably was nothing. He probably had meant nothing. I don't really know what was worse. Being in love with my best friend, or being in love with my cousin's best friend which is the same person. I mean, that in its self is like confusing alone and sucks alone without me throwing Miss Swann into the equation that was already border line evil and sucky and bad and nasty and mean. "Why?"

"He just talks about you a lot is all." Jack said, turning around and walking down to our next class. I was about to ask him where his books were, but when I looked down, I saw that he was kicking them down the hall, and I have to actually say, I think Jack got more attention from girls when he walked down the hall than Will. I rolled my eyes and fell in step beside Jack. Me and Jack together in a hall, Royal High's worst nightmare confirmed.

"Mr. Sparrow, please do not kick the books." Came Principal Swann's booming voice from behind us. Jack rolled his dark eyes and bent down to pick them up. He came back up and smiled at him, wordlessly taking off his scarlet bandana like he knew that he was going to tell him. "And Miss Parrish?" Oh great. I turned around and looked at him as he said, "Your skirt is above regulatory length."

And no surprise, he handed both of us a detention slip.

Wait, why was Principal Swann looking at my skirt that closely?

Can you say pedophile?

I can, in two different languages actually. Principal Swann es el pederasta. See?

"Yay." Jack rolled his eyes and pushed his curls out of his face as he walked down the hall to our English class. I groaned at getting yet another detention and followed behind him to Mr. Triton's class. Yep, He was a teacher.

If that was going to make my life any easier.

Being in the AP Literature class last year, they let Saphie and me skip on ahead to senior English this year so we were the only juniors in there. Didn't bother me. I got to be in the same class as Will without Elizabeth. He smiled at me as I walked past him and took the seat behind him. Jack was mumbling Spanish curse words under his breath when he made it to the back of the room where Saphie and Anamaria were sitting. Ana turned to look at him and then turned to look back at Saphie. She turned back to Jack and smiled. He opened his mouth and was about to say something when Ana smacked him hard across the face. "OW! WHAT THE HELL DID I DO?"

"Mr. Sparrow." Mr. John Triton said as he walked into the room, looking back in Jack's direction. He didn't like my uncle at all, so it was no surprise to me that he couldn't stand my cousin. That, and it was pretty obvious that Mr. Triton's daughter had her eye on Jack. I didn't say anything to Saphie that I knew, of course. I was going to let her tell me when she wanted to. But it was obvious, and something told me, Jack felt the exact same way.

Jack didn't bother remarking to Mr. Triton's monotone 'Mr. Sparrow' warning. He only nodded, and turned back in his desk. "Mr. Sparrow, desk on all fours, please." Jack rolled his eyes again and leaned forward so that his desk came back down on all four legs. Will smirked and turned back in his seat. About this time, Mr. Triton's son decided to grace everyone, including me, with his presence as he walked in.. Rupert smiled at me and took his seat behind me between Alex and Ana. Saphie gave him a look from the other end of the room and looked at me, but I quickly turned away. Mr. Triton made a disapproving grunt, before turning around to the board.

Will glanced back at me, then looked back to make sure that he was still writing on the board. I started poking my Camp Rock book cover, until my pen went straight through Nick Jonas's head. I looked at the hole in his head in complete horror, before dropping my pen about the same time a little white sheet of paper floated down on my desk. I looked back up at Will to see he was facing the board like nothing had happened.

Are you alright, Li? You look upset about something.

You know, it totally crossed my mind to tell him that I was head over heels in love with him at that moment, Yeah, it crossed my mind, but I completely shot and massacred that idea to death.

I picked up my pen and wrote back:Yeah, I'm fine, Will. Why wouldn't I be?

I was about to hand it back to Will, but stopped when Mr. Triton turned back around and eyed us suspiciously. Will took his hand and hit his pen off of his desk so I took the piece of paper and dropped it. Will smirked at me and took it before turning back around and writing back. About this time, another piece of paper fell on my did you get a detention for?

I blinked over at Jack and wrote back to him:If you promise not to tell…PDA in the parking lot with Rupert? Happy, there I told you.

And another one from Saphie's direction:Lila, you need to tell Will you like him, it is so obvious,

Uh huh. Like you and Jack, darling? I rolled my eyes when Will dropped his note back on my desk. I felt like screaming. This is ridiculous. Just text me, Mr. Triton's clueless like his son.

I wrote back to Saphie:I can't tell Will I'm in love with him, he's with Elizabeth.

And then I read Will's:

I don't know, I'm just worried about you is all, Li-Li. Let's do something together, just me and you.

Tell me when and where.

And with that, I handed them all back their notes. I saw Jack's eyes go up as he glanced over at me and whispered, "Wrong one. I just got would be asked out by Will." Oh…no. I glanced over at Saphie when she gasped loudly and tossed a glare in my direction as she mouthed to me, "Rupert?" Ohhhh shit.

That means Will got….

"OH MY GOSH!" I jumped over and tore the letter out of Will's hands, making Will, me and the desk, topple on to the ground with a loud crash. I honestly thought when I opened my eyes that I would be dead, the crash was that loud. It sounded like a gun shot or something, so I don't know, maybe Elizabeth came in and pulled out a gun and shot me or something. But no, when I opened my eyes, I saw that Will was on top of me, pinned to me because the desk was on top of him. Jack broke the silence and started laughing as he stood up and applauded us.

"Mr. Sparrow, take your seat now." Jack smirked and sat back down as Mr. Triton walked over to us and lifted the desk off of Will. Will got up and pulled me up to my feet, but the look of him not trying to laugh was evident on his face. I, on the other hand, was not going to laugh because I was extremely unhappy that I was going to be adding to the very large detention slip collage that decorated my locker.

Turns out we just got sent into the hall for the remainder of the period and got a zero for the day. Which sucks, because it was a block period so I got 85 minutes worth of zeros because I'm sure for the first time this year Mr. Triton was handing out assignments left and right. And of course Mr. Harvard over here had stopped laughing and was extremely upset with this form of punishment and said he would have elected to take a detention.

Whatever, Will. I've been there.

278 times to be exact.

Well, it'll be 280 by the end of this week, I guess.

"I saw…the note.." Yep, Mhmm. I'm being punished for something I've done. I blinked at Will, thinking he had just seen my love confession, but instead of bringing me into his arms and kissing me, telling me that he loved me not Elizabeth, he said in that "Lila Tone" of his, "Li, Rupert? That's not like you at all."

Oh. He knows about that bet.

Well…this is fun.

"Li." He had a "Lila Tone" he only used on me. It was this voice that made me think that I was talking to a student counselor or a therapist rather than my best friend would-be boyfriend. "What's gotten into you?"

"It was a bet, I'm not dating him if that's what you mean."

"No, that makes it worse. Lila…." I had slumped against the wall and slide all the way down and smoothed down my skirt as I stared emotionless at the wall in front of me. Will walked in front of me and kneeled down on his knees and turned my face to his, "Lila, please don't turn into them."

Them? You mean your girlfriend? I tried to turn my face away from him, but he said, "Look at you, you're a cheerleader now, how is that Lila?" I'm 16. I'm having an identity crisis, leave me alone, ok? Satan possessed me.

Go ask your girlfriend, she'll tell you she did.

"Where's the girl who never got detentions, who was an honor roll student, never got in trouble for wearing her skirt too short or kissing someone in the parking lot she's not even dating. Where's my Li-Li? You're not her." My eyes were filling with tears as those words pierced my heart.

What heart, Lila? Yours dissolved into dust freshman year when he asked Lizzie to homecoming and not you. "Is it something I did?" I looked up at Will when he asked that. He knew, I know he did. I just shook my head and got up when the bell rang and said, "I'm late for cheerleading practice."

"Will you call me?"

"Probably not."

"Li-Li-"

"Will, please, please don't call me that." I said, getting teary. I saw Elizabeth coming down the hall. She walked over to Will and kissed his cheek. When she saw me, she said, "Did I interrupt something?" She raised her eyebrow at that. Will looked at me and said, "Actually you-';

"-weren't." I finished. "I'll see you at practice, Liz." I looked at Will once more, before hightailing it to my locker. Once I got there and opened it thankfully without Will's help, I saw the picture of me and Will hanging on the locker door from last Christmas. Our parents always take a trip to the Caribbean's in the winter when it's cold here. He had his arms around me and was kissing me on the cheek. I ripped it off the wall, and slammed my locker shut.

I slung my bag over my shoulder and walked outside the front steps of Royal High only to find that I was surrounded by cameras and photographers. I screamed and ran back inside. I blinked and looked back outside. "What.."

"-Li-"

"Will, leave me alone." I pushed past him, but even as I walked down the hallway and ran into the bathroom to change into my cheerleading uniform. I pulled the blue and red shirt over my head, and put on my skirt, before pulling my hair above my head into a tight ponytail. I slung my bag over my shoulder and picked my red and gold pom-poms up before opening the bathroom door and walking out to meet Will. He had apparently ran in and changed because he was in his football uniform, staring me in the eyes with his helmet under his arm. I rolled my eyes and walked down the hallway ignoring him, "Lila, please." I sighed and glanced over at the sign for the auditions for the fall musical. I looked at the audition times for a minute, before shaking my head.

"Are you doing it?"

"Doing what?"

"Trying out for the musical."

"No. I have a cheerleading competition that week." I said with a sigh, leaning against the wall and looking up at Will. Will put the helmet on the floor beside his bag and said, "Where's my drama queen?" I giggled and looked down n the ground studying the designs on the floor. He put his arm on one side of me and said, "Lila, this isn't you…the Lila you used to be wanted to be an actress and would have gotten a script for that a week ago."

"Will, not now, ok? Because right now I'm a cheerleader and am late to practice where your girlfriend will kill me for being late, so let me go-"

"-well, if Elizabeth kills my girl she'd have to answer to me." I turned and looked up at him to see if he had in fact just said that. I opened my mouth to speak, but Will said, "Let me drive you home tonight."

"Alright." I said, reluctantly. He smiled and hugged me. I smiled and kissed his cheek, surprising both himself and me, so I decided to pull back and wave my pom-poms in his face, "I'm late."

"So am I." He winked at me, and walked out the door. I leaned against the wall and saw him put on his helmet on and run to meet the rest of the team. I smiled and turned to walk into the gym. When I waked in, the entire squad was staring at me with weird looks. Liz had one of her face, but she turned it into that trademark smile of hers and said, "You're late, Lila."

"Yeah, I'm super sorry about that, Lizzie." I said, flashing her my best absolute fake smile, before tossing my bag with the other girls and taking my spot between two freshmen. Liz shot me a look, but smiled when she caught my look and walked over to the radio. She turned it on, and within seconds, Metro Station's 'Shake It' blared throughout the entire gym. "Ok, girls, 5, 6, 7 8,-"

"Will!" He laughed as he pulled around to my street after practice that night. I was laughing so hard I was surprised that I was still breathing. Will laughed and looked at me, "Well, it's true. And you need your license."

"Yeah, I know, right?" I said, leaning back against the seat, popping my gum a little loudly making Will wince and look over at me. I smiled and looked out the window as I said, "I suck at driving so…" I tilted my head, and something, or someone, possessed me at that moment because I said, "But then I couldn't get rides with you."

Will looked as if he tensed up slightly when I said that. He stepped on the breaks and parked the car in front of my house as he said, "Of course you could. Like you would need a reason." He turned around to look at me. My heart was pounding as he slowly leaned over the gear shift. "Li…" He whispered, putting his hand on my cheek, cupping it. I turned my eyes up to his when he rested his forehead on mine. He hesitated for a minute, before leaning further in so our lips were almost touching and…

"OH MY DOG!" I screamed, pulling back from him and staring at the front of my house. Police officers and fire trucks were out there. Someone had got shot or died or something. "Will…I'll…I'll see you later ok? I'm sorry." I kissed his cheek and grabbed my bag. I slammed the door shut and ran up the steps leading to the front porch. To my surprise, Mr. Triton got out of a black car with a few police officers behind me. He walked over to me and took my arm, leading me inside the house. Ok, this was getting a little too weird.

Oh my gosh, someone's dead

Or getting a divorce.

Or…something bad.

Why is my English teacher here?

"Lila." I turned around once I reached the living room to see that my parents had apparently gotten home from the Caribbeans. I opened my mouth to say something, but then I realized. This was like…one of those intervention things like they do when you do drugs and stuff.

"Oh my gosh, I didn't do it.' I said, dropping my backpack in one hand and my scarlet and gold uniform in the other. My mom looked at my dad, before calmly walking over to me and saying, "There's something we have to tell you."

Ok, if she is pregnant or something, I'm going to kill someone.

But, I didn't realize then how far off from it I actually was. Funny how your life can change so much in three seconds, isn't it?