A/N: This was supposed to be up late yesterday but was being retarded. I even logged off the internet to try this and I still got nothing. So most likely you'll get two chapters today. Now on to business, this chapter adn the one following are dedicated to Ebony10 for giving me the idea. Thank you kindly doll. Also this chapter is from Lisbon's POV and the next will be done entirely from Jane's POV. Hope you enjoy.

Teresa made sure her door was locked before pulling out her cell phone. She hit 3 on speed dial and listened to it ring. "Damn it, pick up Cho," she hissed. She really needed her best friend to help her through all this.

"Cho," came the dry voice.

"Could you have taken any longer?" she snapped.

"Um, probably if I tried," he commented.

Teresa sighed. "I'm sorry," she said, "I didn't mean to snap at you. It's just that bastard Jane did it again."

"What did he do this time?"

"He kissed me."

"Can you repeat that for me?"

"I said he kissed me. It was fine until I tried to leave and then he started talking and he leaned down and kissed me."

"What did you do?"

"I kneed him in the balls."

"Ouch. And then?"

"I pretty much ran out of there. Caught his dad on the way out and just said I had to get home. I just know he's going to come over and get me in trouble."

"I doubt that."

"Why's that?"

"Jane doesn't do subtle."

Teresa sighed again. "You're right about that," she agreed, "Oh god I just don't know what to do. I'm tried of trying to tell him to back off and him not getting it. What the hell is wrong with him?"

"Maybe it's not him," Cho opined, "Maybe it's you."

"How is it me?"

"Your technique," he explained. "Instead of telling him all this stuff I think it's time you showed him. You've been paying attention long enough. Try using his own stuff against him."

Teresa smiled. "You know, you may be on to something Cho," she said. "Listen I've got to hang up now alright? I've got a plan that ought to knock that smug jerk down a peg. I can't tell you what it is but you'll see it tomorrow."

"Alright, good luck," he told her.

Teresa hung up and called her friend Marcus. She explained what had happened to her, followed by what she planned to do about it. She even offered him money to help her out. "Honey," he answered, "I'll do it for free."

"You are the absolute best," she assured him, "I can't wait to see you tomorrow."

"You just leave it to me; I'll make the phone calls."

Teresa went to bed with a smile on her face. She was still smiling the next morning when she woke up. She took extra care with her dressing that morning, picking out a pleated, black knee length skirt and the emerald vest that Patrick said really brought out her eyes. She even added the necklace with the T pendant that he had given her last Christmas that she swore she would never wear.

With a light heart she nearly skipped into school that morning, ignoring the looks Patrick was giving her. She could barely sit still in Homeroom. She was far too excited to put her plan into motion. When the bell rang she took a controlled jog down to the cafeteria where Marcus was sitting with his friends. "Mind if I sit here?" she asked.

"I would love it," he replied and even got up to pull out her chair.

She sat down daintily, leaning close to Marcus. "So tell me some news," she said with a smile. Marcus gleefully began relating stories of a new dog that his family had just gotten. Teresa laughed at all the right places and did her own bit of flirting where she could. She made sure to play around with her necklace constantly. Marcus smiled as he slipped his arm around the back of her chair.

Suddenly he leaned in close to her ear. "Don't look now," he whispered, "but your admirer is over with your friends and he looks a little pissed."

Teresa flicked her eyes towards the other table. Sure enough, Jane was there and he was fuming. She giggled and leaned closer. "Guess he doesn't like his methods being used against him," she said in a low voice.

Marcus let out a laugh. "You are brilliant," he told her, pressing a kiss to her head.

When the bell rang, Teresa left Marcus and went to collect Grace. Jane attempted to talk to her but she brushed passed him without a word. "What are you doing?" Grace asked as they hurried to Chemistry.

"I'm showing Jane that he can't just push me around," Teresa told her. At Grace's quizzical look, she explained what had transpired last night.

"Did he really?" she exclaimed. Teresa nodded as they got into the class room. "I can't believe that," she said. Then she frowned at Lisbon. "He was out of line, I'll admit but I think you went a bit too far. Hurting him like that, I mean."

Teresa glared at her. "Just whose side are; you one anyway?" she demanded.

"I didn't realize there were sides," Grace commented.

"Well there are," Teresa snapped, "Mine and his. And you'd better figure out where your loyalties lie." Grace couldn't reply because the teacher walked in at that moment. Teresa fumed for a bit but eventually took her words back after class. She did, however, swear Grace to secrecy. They hurried to English, giggling all the way.

After that class they ran down to the gym. Jane was at the door when they got there. Grace waylaid him with a smile and questions which allowed Teresa to slip past them. The two girls hung close together all through out the class, even straight through to lunch. Marcus invited Grace and the boys to sit with Teresa and the rest at lunch. All brightly agreed and they spent a fun hour entertaining each other.

Just before the bell rang Teresa scurried off to use the bathroom. Everyone else was gathering their books when Jane stormed over. "Jacobs," he growled.

Marcus turned to Patrick with his own charming smile. It wasn't nearly as blinding but it worked when needed. "Jane," he greeted, "Something wrong?"

Almost as if she was summoned by those words, Teresa appeared at his side. She gave them both a demure smile in greeting. "Hello Jane," she said politely, "Something you need?" She watched his eyes zero in on her necklace. She deliberately reached up to play with it.

Finally he reigned in his temper. "Nothing at all," he said with a pleasant smile. "Just saying hello. Teresa you look lovely."

She blushed just slightly but recovered quickly. "Well, Marcus and I must really go," she said as she slipped her arm through Marcus'. "I suppose we'll see you in class." With another smile to Jane they swept out and off to class.

Marcus had almost every other class with Teresa and they made sure to sit close and look chummy. The only one they didn't have together was Drama. Thankfully, Grace was a bit wilier than Teresa would have thought. Grace led her to a pair of seats in the corner where they spent the entire class giggling and passing notes.

Grace caught up with Teresa as she was heading out. "Thanks so much for your help today," Teresa enthused. "There was no way I could have made Drama work with out you. I owe you big time."

"I'll worry about collecting later," Grace told her, "I just have one question."

"Ask away."

"How long do you plan to keep this up?"

Teresa shrugged, "I'm not sure. Until Jane learns his lesson I suppose," she said. Then she smiled brightly. "I have to admit it is kind of fun. But not something I could do for very long. I prefer the direct approach."

Grace laughed, "I can tell."

"Listen I need to go. I'll see you tomorrow okay?"

"Okay."