OK, you all changed my mind for me! I'm going to be writing just a few chapters on how we came to the night where Tim & Julie finally got together. Nothing too long, just moments in time. I hope you like!

Note: I do not own Friday Night Lights or any of the characters!

"Tim Riggins keeps looking over here."

Julie rolled her eyes at her best friend, "No he doesn't, Lois. We're sitting right by the window, he's looking outside."

"Well, either he's staring at you or you're just in the way of his very important window-watching."

Julie didn't bother with a reply. She knew Lois better than anyone, and she definitely knew that Lois had a crush the size of Texas on Tim Riggins and she had grown accustomed to going along with whatever thought about the much loved footballer popped into Lois' head.

Julie continued eating her sandwich while glancing around the full Dillon High cafeteria. It looked like any other normal high school lunch room, all the cliques were sitting in their designated areas: football players, rally girls, other jocks, nerds, brainiacs, the list went on. Then the random groups of kids who were just friends, no label needed.

She almost wished that she belonged to some kind of group. Sure, she loved Lois like a sister but it'd be good to have a group of friends. Between her dad giving all his attention to football and her mom listening to the problems of the whole population of the high school every day, Julie wasn't really feeling like she had anyone to talk to at home or at school.

But when Julie really thought about it, it wasn't as though she'd really ever made an effort to venture out of her comfort zone. The thought of all the girls she knew who spent their days and nights talking about the football players made her sick. It was probably from being surrounded by some form of sport her entire life.

Matt was a whole other story. She'd never fallen for any boy as she had with him and it felt as though someone had decided to rip her heart out and put it in a food processor, even though she was mostly to blame.

Her eyes wandered back to the footballers on the other side of the room and she found herself looking straight into a pair of green, mischievous eyes.

Julie sat up straighter and felt her cheeks flush as she realised Tim was looking straight back at her. His eyebrow cocked in amusement, creating a solid form of embarrassment in Julie as she slammed her sandwich down and faced Lois again.

'Oh god, I bet I have something on my face. Why must you curse me cruel world!' She pulled out her cell from her bag and attempted to make out her reflection on it. 'Dammit, why am I the type of girl to not carry a compact around in my bag!'

But Julie soon realised there wasn't anything on her face and threw the phone back into her bag. With a huff she turned back to look at Tim again but found him talking to one of his football friends.

Tim Riggins looking at Julie Taylor made no sense. She'd hardly spoken to him much at all, even though he'd lived with her family for a short period of time. But he had certainly never looked at her like that in all the times she had been around him.

She continued her game of turning her head slightly to the left in an attempt to see him in her peripheral vision as the minutes of her lunch hour dragged by, until two hands slamming down at the table where she sat shocked her out of her thoughts. She turned to glare at the culprit who was stopping her from the only exciting part of her whole school week so far, and found one of the schools top basketball players grinning down at her.

"Hey Julie," Jackson McGuire spoke smoothly, falling swiftly into the seat beside her. "Feels like forever since we've spoken."

'Was he kidding?'

"Uh, yeah Jackson, that might be because you've never actually spoken to me before," Julie could feel her lips pull into a forced, tight smile. She was sure her eyes should have been screaming at him something along the lines of, 'Away, strange boy!'

"Sure we have!" He brushed her comment aside quickly and turned so his body was facing her. "I heard about you and Seven. Too bad, really. You guys made a great couple."

Julie heard Lois cough beside her, obviously trying to cover her laughter at the scene taking place before her.

"Well thank you, that's really kind." She put on a bright smile even her mother would be proud of. "But it's been a good few months since it's happened. A good 5... 6 months. I'm fine."

Jackson's smirk grew wider and Julie felt like he was looking at her as though she was his last meal, "That's just what I wanted to hear! Y'know I was thinking, you and me; we would be just one hell of an 'it couple'. Seeing you wearing my numbers on the sidelines and cheering me on, it'd be a real dream come true."

Julie opened her mouth to let him know, in her own words, exactly what she thought of his dream when another voice came into the conversation. A masculine voice that Julie was not used to hearing.

"I don't think there's a real good chance of that happening, McGuire." Tim drawled out, as Julie felt him place his hand firmly on the back of her chair. "Jules may be innocent, but she's not stupid."

Jackson's eyes narrowed at the burly footballer, looking as though he wanted to start something but would know well enough that getting into a fight with Tim Riggins would have the whole of the Dillon Panthers football team running at him.

"Well, I uh... I just thought she could use the company, you know. About time she took notice of the other guys around here, don't you think?"

Julie flashed her eyes at Jacksons, then back down at the table. If there was anything Julie hated, it was the wrong kind of attention from the wrong kind of guy!

Tim stayed silent and she could imagine the glare he would be giving the boy next to her.

When Jackson finally realised that he wasn't going to be leaving the table with a date he stood up and kicked his chair in, nodding his head at Julie. "It was good talking to you again, Julie"

And with that he stalked off, the spring in his step having disappeared.

Julie let out a breath that she hadn't realised she was holding in.

"Here's a tip, Taylor. Next time a guy starts up a conversation with you but can't rip his eyes away from your chest, tell him to walk away."

Julie ripped her head around angrily to look him in the eye, "Oh please, Tim. You've spent your whole life either looking at a football or staring down a girl's top."

Tim leant down to look in her eye, "You've never thrown yourself all over the jocks in this school, kid. Don't start acting like a rally girl now."

Julie sat in her seat, feeling strangely as though she'd just been scolded by her mother for stealing a cookie when she was five and she did not like it.

"I don't need you to watch over me, Tim," she growled back. "I've been doing just fine looking after myself so far."

Tim swung back to walk towards his table before shaking his head and running his hand through his long hair.

He turned to face her again.

"Coach is too busy paying attention to what's going on with his players and the games coming up and your mom spends all her time at the school, listening to everyone else bitch and moan about their life. If neither of them are makin' sure that you're hanging around with the right type of guy, then I will."

Julie sat in a stunned, irritated silence.

"Oh and while we're on the topic, I only look down a girl's shirt if I've been invited too," Tim smirked, his eyes scanning Julie up and down before turning away.

The table sat in silence.

"I told you Tim Riggins was looking at you," Lois sing-songed under her breath.

Let me know what you think!

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