Previously: Corrie asked London for some help and Trevor happened to overhear. He thinks that Corrie is trying to impress someone else. You think that there's a lot of misunderstanding now, wait till you read this chapter.

CHAPTER FOUR

Trevor walked into the lobby after having breakfast and headed toward the elevator to go to his room and get changed for the day. As he pressed the up button to call for the elevator, he noticed a certain brunette beauty walk into the room. She walked over to him, a smile on her face and the sun shining in her eyes.

"Mornin' Trevor!" Corrie said gaily.

"Good morning Corrie," the elevator door opened and he stepped in and so did Corrie, "what brings you to the Tipton so early in the morning?" He pressed the button for his floor and Corrie did the same.

"I'm over here to see London," Corrie replied.

The elevator started moving, floating upward in the wires that it was attached to. Quiet elevator music could be heard playing in the background. Trevor couldn't help but notice the new caramel highlights that she had in her newly cut hair, which was now a shoulder length do. "She must really like this guy in order to cut those gorgeous locks of hers."

"Did you get things sorted with Maddie yesterday?"

"What?" Trevor shifted his thoughts back to reality.

"Did you get things figured out with Maddie the other day? Or did she run away again?"

Trevor forgot all about Maddie when he heard Corrie asking London for help. "Yeah, we got things sorted out. We just agreed to stay clear of each other for a while until the whole thing is behind both of us," Trevor lied.

"That's good. Maddie's a good friend and so are you. I don't know why she would've wanted to let you go," Corrie stated.

"I think it was because it just didn't work out between us. We were just too different."

A comfortable silence settled over them. Trevor's mind wondered off to how considerate Corrie was about his past relationship and the fact that she thought that he was a good friend. The elevator door opened, but neither of them moved, so within a couple seconds the door closed.

Corrie looked up at Trevor questionably. "Wasn't that your floor?"

"Was that?" Trevor looked at the digital number that was growing higher and was really past his floor. "I guess I was thinking about something." He leaned over and pressed the button for his floor again. "Isn't it great that we get a week at school where we get to dress in our normal clothes?"

"Yeah, it's the thing that London's been looking forward to all week," Corrie giggled, "She has a whole floor of clothes. It's no wonder she wants this week of school to come."

The elevator opened to Corrie's floor and she took a step out. "I guess I'll see you at school. Bye Trevor."

"Bye Corrie," he responded, giving her a wave of his hand, "see ya later at school."

Corrie continued waving until the elevator doors finally closed.

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"London, are you sure this is gonna get him to notice me?" Corrie asked, looking at her reflection in the mirror. She was now wearing extremely sparkly gold halter top and white capris with rhinestone embedment along the cuffs. She tugged at the strap.

"Of course. It gets any guy to notice me," London answered, spraying glitter into Corrie's hair.

"This is a bit uncomfortable...and something I wouldn't normally wear. And guys always notice you, you're London Tipton!" Corrie remarked.

"You're right about that, but it's the outfit that makes the girl noticeable," London answered, "Now stop and will add the accessories."

Corrie looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw the more that London did to her; the less she looked like herself...and more like London. If this was going to make Trevor like her, then she'd go through with it.

"So Corrie, who is this boy that you're trying to get?" London asked as she handed Corrie as pair of long-stranded earrings.

"Well you know him..."

"You're not talking about that guy who came to the Tipton the other day and started at our school, are you?"

Putting the earrings in, Corrie looked at her reflection in the vanity mirror. "Okay, yes it's him. But I get the feeling that he really likes you."

"Really? I always thought that he liked Maddie from the way that he's always trying to get her alone with him," London pointed out.

Corrie's hands fell. London did have a point. Sure Trevor said that he didn't like her, but why would he always be trying to get her alone with him?

"Corrie, those look super glamorous on you. Now, she should do your make-up," London went over and pulled out a large box filled with make-up supplies.

"Actually London, how about we forget about this. You're right, he probably does like Maddie and he'll never give me a second glance," Corrie stated, starting to take out the earrings.

London stopped her. "No. Corrie, do you like this guy?"

"Yeah, I really like him."

"Then are you gonna let him go without letting him know how much you like him?"

"But--"

"But nothing little missy!" London interrupted. "If you really like this guy, you should tell him and see if he likes you back."

"But what if he really likes Maddie?"

"Then we're just gonna have to make him realize that it's you that he wants."

"How are we gonna do that?"

"Make him jealous."

"Jealous?" Corrie answered unsurely, "I don't like the sound of that."

"Well, you will soon," London chuckled under her breath quietly, "Now, let's start with your make-up."

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Trevor closed his locker with a slam. He wondered what to do with the Corrie situation. He couldn't make her like him if she liked another guy, but he didn't want to just sit back and let another guy scoop her up away from him.

"I guess I'm just gonna have to let her go. It's probably best for her to go out with whatever guy she wants to see, even if it isn't me. Maybe in time, she'll see that I'm the guy for her."

Maddie was walking down the hall when she noticed Trevor at his locker. She was about to make a turn in the hallway when she caught a part of what he was mumbling to himself about. She walked over to his locker and asked, "Let who go?"

Trevor looked down at her, startled. "What? Maddie?"

"Who's this girl that you have to let go?"

"You're talking to me. Why?"

"I always thought that you might've wanted to get back with me, so that's why I've been avoiding you for these past few days. I just don't think that we're compatible with each other."

"No, the only reason I wanted to talk to you was because I wanted to apologize for the last time I was here and for that."

"Well, apology accepted. Now who's this girl you want to like you?"

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As she walked down the hallway, Corrie couldn't help but notice all the stares and looks that she was getting. I guess London was right: the outfit did make the girl more noticeable.

"Don't look afraid. You need to look confident," London hissed, putting on a smile as her hair bounced behind her with each step.

Corrie looked at all the eyes that were staring at her. She could hear whispers of "Wow, she cleans up good," "She's pretty hot for a girl who idolizes London," and the biggest compliment of them all, "You know what? She looks exactly like Vanessa with those clothes and that make up on."

She did feel pretty confident except for the fact that she didn't feel like herself in this. She felt like she was a fake, a phony, like she was trying to be someone she's not...which she guessed was what she was really doing.

"Corrie, I think that I was right. Look," London whispered, pointing to Trevor and Maddie talking by his locker. They were looking mightly friendly with each other and there were things that could've been considered flirting.

Pushing back the urge to cry, Corrie continued walking down the hall and right pass Trevor. Trevor did notice her and notice the crowd of boys walking sheepishly behind her.

"Looks like you got his attention," London murmured, "Now, flirt with one of those guys behind us to get him to really notice you."

"What?!" Corrie hissed back, "I don't want to do that. It would give him the wrong sign."

"That's exactly what we're trying to do. We're trying to make it look like you're something he can't have so he'll think that he needs you."

"What?"

"Just do it!" London stopped Corrie and turned her around.

"Hey Corrie." Rob Mastriani had been brave even to walk up to her and say 'Hi.' "I really like that outfit you're wearing. It makes you look really cute."

"Why, thanks Rob. It's great of you to notice," Corrie replied, playfully laying a hand on his arm and pulling it away. She looked over at Trevor, who had turned his attention back to talking with Maddie and now Mary Margaret.

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Trevor had kept his eye on Corrie from the moment she walked into the hallway. "So that's why she went over to London's this morning. I guess she must really like this guy to completely change from what she would seem like."

Even though it hurt him to do so, Trevor peeled his attention away from Corrie and placed it on the conversation that Maddie and Mary Margaret were in, but he always made sure that he could hear whatever Corrie was talking about.

Rob Mastriani had walked up to Corrie. He had the looks of a typical student in this school. Dark hair that was cut to a clean manageable length, brown eyes that were barely hidden by his bangs, skin that was always tan as if he had just gotten off the beach. But the one thing about this guy was the fact that he was probably the only one who owned a motorcycle, but he wasn't the bad boy type. In fact, he had perfect grades and was the talk of the teachers.

Trying not to watch their conversation, Trevor tried not to think about the fact that this guy could've been the boy that she was trying to get.

"Hey Corrie, I know we just kinda really met and all, but would you like a ride on my bike?"

Trevor now looked at them. "Was she gonna say yes? Is this really the guy that she wanted to get?"

Corrie stole a glance over in Trevor's direction and let a small smile crawl onto her lips. "Sure, Rob, I'd love to go on a ride," Corrie answered.

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Is London's plan gonna work, even though there's no need for it? Or will it completely backfire? We'll just have to find out in the next chapter!

Quick note while I remember: This story is probably gonna be really short. Possibly 10 chapters.

Lotta love,
Kat