Title: A Kiss Tells All… Or Does It?

Rating: T (just to be safe)

Summary: There is a party going on hosted by Whitney. Somehow, Frida, Em/Nikki, Lulu, and Christopher all end up going. McKayla Donofrio is also there and has her eye on Christopher. What happens when McKayla decides to make her movie and Em/Nikki sees it?

Disclaimer: I do not own the story. It belongs to the wonderful Meg Cabot, of course!

A/N: Here's the next part……in Christopher's POV. I hope that you like it! Be sure to let me know what you think!

Christopher's POV

My eyes were still locked on Nikki's, as I started walking towards her. But I was stopped, when I felt someone grab my wrist, and I slowly turned around……

I turned around to see…..

Whitney?!!!

Did Whitney REALLY not get the idea that we were not together. Not only that, I didn't even like her. Not even a little bit. Actually, I nearly despised her altogether.

Yet, here she was, pulling on my arm.

Granted, I did end up coming to her party when I said I wouldn't. And that probably made it seem like I was interested or playing that stupid hard-to-get crap. But really, I wasn't. I was forced to be here by the Commander.

And even though I had to come to this stupid party that I definitely didn't want to be at, things were starting to look up when I spotted Nikki.

But now, I was being turned away from Nikki to face someone I disliked with a passion.

"What do you want, Whitney?" I asked, with a completely dull, annoyed, and bored expression.

"Oh, Christopher, I'm just soooo happy you came," she said, dragging out the so and sticking her lips out.

Was that supposed to be hot or attractive in some way?! She looked like a fish, for crying out loud. It was embarrassing.

"Yeah, well, it wasn't my choice," I said, grimly.

"Right. You're so funny," she said, giggling.

Was she serious?!!! Did she not sense the annoyance practically radiating off of my body.

"Right," I said, trying to turn away, but she put her arm on my shoulder to stop me.

"Christopher, you don't have to play hard to get. I'm right here. If you want me, you can have me," she said, her eyelashes fluttering.

It wasn't attractive. At all.

"I'm not playing anything, Whitney. And, actually, you may find this hard to believe, but I DON'T want you."

I didn't want anyone. Well, besides Em. And that just wasn't possible. Not anymore. Em was gone…..

I pushed the thought away just as my chest was starting to burn.

I looked at Whitney, seeing if she had gotten my point.

But apparently Whitney wasn't that intelligent. What did it take to get this girl to go away?!

"Oh, Christopher. You're so shy," she said, giggling again.

What was her problem?! How stupid was she that she didn't understand the words I DON'T WANT YOU.

I mean, really. Did she have a brain at all?!

"Well, Whitney, as lovely as this has been, I need to be going. I have some business to take care of," I said, trying to glance over my shoulder at Nikki, but Whitney stopped me.

"Christopher, hun…."

Hun?! Did she honestly just call me hun ?!!What was this girl's problem?!

I was about to object, but I didn't get a chance to, because she continued talking.

"Look. Nikki has a busy life. She can't bother with high school boys like you," she said, trying to sound sympathetic.

I felt my chest ache, and I wondered why.

I didn't really care if Nikki had time for me anyway, right? I didn't like Nikki. That much was obvious.

I was still in love with Em.

So why did that thought bother me?

I tried to think about it, but then I decided that it must be because Nikki was going to help me get revenge on Stark. And without Nikki, I wouldn't get the revenge that Em deserved.

That must be it.

"You see, Christopher. You need a girl who has time for you. A girl who can give you everything a man needs. A girl like me."

Whitney looked up at me behind drooped lids (again, was this supposed to be attractive? I actually found it rather appalling).

She put her finger on my lips and began running it all the way down the center of my chest. Right down through the "O" in my RAMONES shirt.

I grimaced and was about to push her away and tell her to get away from me, when she opened her mouth again.

"Look, Christopher. I know that you're upset about that girl dying and all…."

I felt my fists clench…

THAT girl?!!!

That GIRL?!!!

She wasn't just THAT GIRL! She was my best friend. The only person in the entire world that I connected with. The only person that I could truly be myself with. The person who made me laugh nonstop. The girl who didn't have to try hard to be beautiful. I loved her just the way she was. I loved watching Discovery Channel with her and playing Journeyquest with her.

Meeting Em was the best moment of my life. She was my life. Which is probably why I've been feeling so empty in these months since she's been gone. Since she was my life, I was practically dead without her.

So she wasn't just THAT GIRL!

She was THE GIRL!

"but you need to move on. And I'm here to help you do it…"

I felt my fists clench tighter. I know that the Commander told me never to hit a girl, but this was an exception. I was going to hit her so hard, she wouldn't even remember her own name.

I was going to make her forget everything she'd ever done and said about Em. She wasn't even worthy enough to have those memories.

I was just about to teach her a lesson, when I felt someone grab my arm. I was caught so off guard that I stumbled along as the person pulled me.

I finally caught my balance and looked up to see McKayla.

First, what was McKayla doing at a party like this? She seemed way too "goody goody" to go to a party like this.

And what did she want with me?

This was turning into some crazy night.

"McKayla? What are you doing?" I asked, curiously.

"I could see you getting tense over there. I didn't want you doing something you'd regret," she said, smiling up at me.

"I wouldn't have regretted it one bit," I said, through gritted teeth, glaring and remembering what Whitney had said.

"Yeah, well. You may have thought differently when you went home to your father," she said, again.

I didn't think so. I knew that my father would have tied into me. But landing a hit on Whitney for what she had said would have been well worth it. She's had it coming for a long time anyway.

But I shrugged it off. At least McKayla was trying to help.

"Thanks," I said, not wanting to say more. I was still fuming about Whitney.

"No problem. I heard some of what Whitney was saying, and it was just awful. I mean, Emerson was such a great girl, and you two were such great friends. It must have really hurt you to lose her," McKayla said, putting her hand on my arm.

I looked down. Having her hand there felt really uncomfortable, but I didn't say anything. I was too busy trying to tell the pain in my chest to go away. It was the same pain that happened every time I thought about Em, or even heard her name mentioned.

"Yeah, it did," I said, not wanting to say more. I mean, what McKayla was saying was nice and all, so I didn't want to push her away. But I really didn't want to talk about it.

I looked up to see McKayla grinning what looked like a grin….possibly an evil one, because it definitely didn't look innocent….and it looked like she was pointing it somewhere over my shoulder towards where Nikki had entered earlier.

I turned to see what she was looking at, but I felt her hand grab my chin.

"Christopher, it's okay to be hurt. It's a human emotion. It's only natural. But you don't have to go through it alone. There are people who want to help you, and who want to make it better. Or at least make it easier," she finished.

Her hand was still on my chin and it made me feel very uncomfortable. I tried to shift a little to shrug it off, but she moved her hand to the back of my neck.

My eyes bulged a little as I tried to figure out what she was up to.

I saw her moving in, and I was about pull away when her lips came crashing into mine and she pressed her body up against mine.

And my first thought was, 'WHAT IS GOING ON?!'

I stood there in shock for a second, and my lips started moving on their own. I didn't do it. Really. It just, well, happened. I don't know how it happened. But, it just did.

And then, after about a half of a second, I realized what was going on. And it felt wrong. SO VERY WRONG.

I couldn't KISS McKayla!

Not when I was still in love with Em. Even if Em wasn't around, it still felt wrong. It still felt like I was cheating on her somehow. And with McKayla of all people?! What would Em think if she was alive? She would be disgusted with me! Kissing McKayla?! What was I thinking? Or correction, Why WASN'T I thinking?!

I couldn't kiss anyone while I was in love with Em. It was just, well, WRONG! I realized how wrong it felt, and I realized that I needed to end it. Right away.

I pulled away, quickly, hoping that McKayla would get the picture. I opened my eyes-- and started to tell her that her kissing me was definitely NOT COOL-- when I looked up to see her smiling that same wicked smile over my shoulder once again.

I turned my head to see what she was looking at and came face to face with Nikki Howard.

But Nikki didn't look confident like she always did. She didn't have that tall posture and positive smile that she always carried with her and that showed in every ad she had ever done.

Instead, her mouth was gaping and her eyes were huge. Her eyebrows were creased, as if she was in pain. And then I looked into her eyes, and I think I saw a tear slide down her cheek. But I wasn't sure. Because just as quickly as I had looked into her eyes, she had turned her back. And then she was running.

Running away. From me.

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