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Jane

The next week or so I was better I guess. Billy still comes over and we talk, but we've still never tallked about why I'm so upset. I think it's because he knows how depressed I am and thinks it's better for me to talk when I'm ready to talk, whenever that will be. Everyday it's the same routine; get a ride to school with Ben, say hi to Billy, go to class, have Ben drive me to the train station, go to work, come home, Billy comes over to hang for a little bit, and then I'll go to sleep. Most nights Billly sleeps over. He'll sleep in my bed with me instead of the floor and he'll wrap his arms around me. Half of me still feels pain when he comforts me but the other half of me enjoys his comfort.

Gray texted me earlier saying I had the day off. Normally this would have been a great treat, and I'd spend the time with Billy, but now it was different. I didn't want to see him. Besides he probably doesn't want to see me either. I think he's starting to get tired of my 'silent treatment' act. He really wants to know what's going on but I still can't tell him. How could I? What would I say?

Oh, why am I upset? I'm just upset because I'm in love with you and your in love with Zoe. Yeah, that sounded about right. As if I'd ever tell him that.

I'd hidden myself away in the janitor's closet, the same closet Billy had shoved me into awhile ago. I gave a slight sniffle as I stood up, ready to go back to class, when I heard a creak as the door was being pushed open.

"Jane?" It's Zoe. Crap. What was she doing here?

"Zoe?" I squeaked. This was so not good. She'd probably find a way to get mad at me even though I didn't do anything. Ever since she went all bitch mode on me about the sleepovers I've been a little weary about her.

"Jane, are you alright?" her voice dripped with concern I sure as heck wasn't expecting. She quickly turned her gaze from me and shut the door quietly and caught my eye again. Was she really concerned?

"I'm...fine." I said but I knew she didn't buy it.

"Jane? I'm sorry." her tone changed to something different, perhaps guilt? What was she sorry about?

"Sorry? For what?" I gave a slight laugh.

"Jane I think you know."

"Know what?" And, I did know. She was referring to the whole sleepover issue. I hoped this wasn't something Billy made her do. I didn't take Zoe as the kind of girl to feel guilty for something she did.

"Look I'm sorry I freaked about the sleepovers, really I am. I know I already apologized but it was wrong of me. I hope we can be friends." she gave me a kind smile. Zoe might've been a good actress but I was next to 100% sure she really meant it. I returned the smile and replied,

"I totally get it, he is your boyfriend." I'd cringed at the word boyfriend, not that she seemed to notice, and if she did she didn't say anything about it. "I want to be friends too." The words weren't a lie. I did want to be friends with Zoe. After all it's not like I have any other girlfriends.

"Now Jane tell me, what's the matter?" She carelessly flicked the light on and plopped down on the tile. I heistantly sat back down next to her. What should I tell her? The truth? No, then she'd totally kill me. But, then what would I say?

"Oh...just...some...boy problems." I finally stuttered.

"Really? Who's the guy?" She sounded quite interested. Maybe, I could tell her...or just tell I liked someone who didn't like me...? Here goes nothing, and with that I gave her another sigh before saying,

"Oh, just this guy."

"He's not into you, is he?" she chuckled at her comment. Why would she say that? Did she know? No, she couldn't...right?

"What makes you say that?" My tone now matched her guilty one.

"Well, you look really upset." Thank God. I couldn't believe I'd actually thought she'd figured it out.

"Oh, yeah..."

"So, he's not into you?" I hang my head, not looking her in the eyes as I say,

"No, he's not. He...he's dating someone else."

"Thats awful! You know what you should do?" she asked, bumping my shoulder lightly.

"What?"

"I say you try to make a move. Let him know you're interested. You seem like a really cool girl, what guy could turn you down?" she jokes.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that." I whispered.

"What's that?"

"Nothing." I mutter.

"Well, let's go. Second period's almost over." She helped me up and looped her arm through mine as she lead us out of the small room.

"I gotta go. Remember what I said." She stuck her pointer finger out and narrowed her eyes to prove her point. I gave her a tight smile and a faint nod. She smiled again and walked away, her long dark hair bouncing up and down at each step she took.

I do hope Zoe and I become friends. She does seem really nice, minus the sleepover thing, but whatever. The train I'm taking home from work has come to a stop so I guess I'll write more of my pathetic life later.

Love, Janey