Alright this could quite possibly be the last chapter of this weekend; I hope all of you enjoy it. I'm hoping this should shed some light on how Illyria Team is planning on using Viola. As far as whether or not duke has girl problems…he does have them, but right now he feels quite comfortable with Viola. Uh for the person who asked what a wife beater is…it's another name for a muscle shirt… I think that's all for now, do enjoy this chapter and I'd greatly appreciate any constructive criticism.

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I think it would be accurate to say that getting ready for a date in the same room as your date is sufficiently awkward. On top of that was the strange, how much should I try question. I mean if was a fake date and therefore there must be something distinguishable that makes it different form an actually date. Now my concern is that I'm not sure how and where that line comes from. Do I dress down? Or do I dress as if I was going out with Justin?

I had already showered after my last class and I straitened my hair and that brought me here. The fact that Duke was in the washroom made me almost hypersensitive when picking out my outfit. I didn't want him to think I was reading too much into this and I also didn't what to dress wrong or overdress for the occasion. We were going to the movies and it was always cold in the theaters. I opted for an American eagle t shirt and a white jean jacket with my favorite pair of jeans. I grabbed my phone and put it in my purse as Duke exited the bathroom. Now you think the guy would have thrown a shirt on before hand but no. I did my absolute best not to ogle but I can't say I was entirely successful. I took the next few minutes to remind myself that I had a boyfriend. I had a hot boyfriend, who I was allowed to stare at, openly if I chose to and Duke, was not him.

I sprayed a peach body mist on myself and then checked my watch. 5:48. Duke had finally put a shirt on and it wasn't to long before we were both ready. So does the time still apply? We in the same room, and clearly ready to go…what is the course of action?

"So?" I asked a phantom smile on my lips.

"So?" He echoed.

"I'm not sure if this is an accurate portrayal of a real date" I said with a smirk.

"Yeah and why's that?" He inquired.

"Because, Olivia is beautiful and things like that take time, so I highly doubt she'll be ready before your expected arrival time" I replied with a small laugh.

"But your ready" He stated,

"Yeah, do you want to leave early?" I asked.

"We could beat the line up" He replied.

"Sounds good to me" I stated.

"Let's go then" Duke said holding the dorm door open for me.

"I've seen better" Duke smirked.

"Shut up, I liked it" I laughed, punching him in the arm.

"Whatever" Duke laughed,

"Is that anyway to treat your date?" I demanded in a joking tone.

"No, but this is only practice" He laughed.

"Practice makes perfect" I mocked sticking my tongue out at him.

"No, perfect practice makes perfect" he retorted.

"Good point, but that just proves my point" I laughed. My eyes then landed on Justin who was with a group of girls and some other guys at the other side of the lobby.

"Damn it" I hissed out slowly.

"What's wrong?" Duke asked.

"My boyfriend at two o'clock" I stated.

"Really? He seems like he is in the game with those chicks!" Duke stated. I hated to admit it but I couldn't really argue with him on it.

"Shut up, this is bad; if he sees me you just wouldn't want to be in the vicinity" I bit out.

"Why is he the jealous type?" Duke laughed.

"What no, possessive maybe" I replied turning to hide behind his shoulder. Illyria was written on the back in bold red letters and above it read Orsino # 7.

"Same thing" Duke stated turning around to face me.

"Turn around, if he sees your jacket, he'll be looking for a fight" I stated, placing my hands on his shoulders and trying to turn him against his will. He was strong enough to simply stand his ground.

"Please, Duke" I frowned.

"What makes you think I wouldn't gladly fight him?" He asked a raised eyebrow.

"Please I can't deal with this right now" I hissed.

"Too late" he stated, after glancing over his shoulder.

I glanced over his shoulder to see, Justin and his entourage of followers.

"Damn it" I cursed again.

"Shh…I'll handle it" Duke said reassuringly placing a single finger to my lips before turning to face my boyfriend and his 'crew'.

"Orsino" Justin stated seemly intimidating even to me and I was dating the guy.

"Drayton" Duke replied back, it was rather strange.

"Hey, duke lets go" I said stepping out from behind him.

"Viola? What the hell?" Justin asked, his face contorting in a confused manner.

"Justin, just keep walking" I instructed.

"What the hell are you doing with him?" Justin asked his voice rising considerably.

"I'm leaving with him that's what" I replied.

"Duke please, can we just go?" I asked, begging was so not my thing but exceptions are made.

"Are you cheating on me?" Justin asked.

"Justin shut up" I hissed with immense anger. I took Duke's arm and gave it a pull but once more he didn't move.

Before I could say anything else, Justin gave Duke a solid punch to the face.

"Oh my God!" I squealed out, soundly a lot too girly for my liking.

"Are you okay?" I asked Duke, after I got my voice back under control.

"Yeah" He stated, wiping blood from his lip.

I could tell by his expression that he was planning on finishing this fight.

"Duke, listen you can't do this here" I stated, pushing a hand on his chest. I was standing between him and Justin.

"Are you touching my girl?" Justin asked, menacingly.

"No, I believe she's touching me" Duke smirked and I could tell he was holding back a wince as his lips moved re opening the cut.

I glared at him with full intensity.

"We are going" I stated firmly.

"You're not going anywhere, not until we talk" Justin stated.

"What makes you think I even want to talk to you right now?" I asked, glaring.

"I don't really care what you want" Justin stated,

"Bye Justin" I stated, I could careless if Duke came with me or not.

I could easily walk back to Illyria, assuming I remembered how to get there, I would be fine.

"Hey, Viola wait up" Duke called.

"Great job handling it Duke" I growled.

"Why are you so upset?" He asked.

"Give me a good reason not to be?" I demanded.

"The movie was good" he stated.