A/N: sorry for the lateness. Busy, busy, busy.

"Go away!" Josh screamed, as a reply to the banging on his bed room door. He thrust a pillow against it.

"Man, we just want to help!" Cam yelled back. The soccer boys kicked open Josh's door and burst into his room. They sat on his bed, but all Josh did was roll over.

"You can't freaking help me," he replied, staring at the wall.

"Cmon, just tell us what's up," Plovert insisted.

Josh crinkled his eyebrows together and sat straight up in bed, tossing the pillow he was holding onto the floor next to the one he had thrown earlier. "What's wrong? What's wrong?! I lost the girl of my dreams, thats whats wrong! She freaking ditched me because she thought I was going to cheat on her with that slutty tramp!"

Plovert burst out laughing. So did Kemp. And Derrick. And Cam. And eventually Josh. What the hell? Josh thought to himself. How the hell am I laughing?

"Why are we laughing again?" inquired Josh, suddenly regaining all seriousness.

"Isnt the tramp supposed to be living with you right now?" Kemp asked like it was something that should have been obvious.

"Yeah." Josh nodded his head slowly. Where were the guys going with this?

"And where is she right now? How could you call her a tramp so loudly without fear that she would hear you? Or worse, her parents?" Cam finished for Kemp.

"Well-" Josh was dumfounded. They were right. Where WAS Claudia? He hadnt heard from her in over five hours, and she got home before he did. "Uh, where is she?"

The boys looked at each other, then Derrick picked up Joshs pillow and slammed it to his face. "She left!"

"What?" Josh asked, still not believing it.

"She left. She went back to live from wherever the hell she came from. She told her mom that she couldnt stand living with someone who used Ralph Lauren cologne because she was allergic. They told your parents and she told them that she couldnt say bye to you because she would probably get another allergic reaction from your cologne. We were waiting to go up to your room when we overheard them." Derrick gave him a big toothy smile.

Josh grinned widely and picked up his cell phone to call Alicia. He waited anxiously on the end of the phone as it rang. "Leesh?" he asked when he heard a stifled yawn on the other end of the line.

"Hullo."

"Claudia, Claudia, shes gone! We can get back together!"

"'Xcuse me?"

"Claudia left. She couldn't stand being around me, so she left with her parents."

"How was your goodbye kiss?" she asked nervously.

"We didn't even say goodbye."

"Why? Would it hurt too much?"

Josh shook his head in frustration. Why was she being so bitter? Why was she being so cold? "No, Leesh, I didn't even know she left until the guys told me. I don't care about her, and since she's gone, we can be together! All I want is you."

"Prove it."

And the line went dead. He tossed his phone against his bedroom wall and screamed in agony.

"Woah, man." Plovert tried to calm him down. "What happened?"

Breathing heavily, Josh answered, "I told her everything. And in the end, all she said was Prove It. Havent I proved enough?"

"Chicks are tough," Plovert chuckled. "That's why I'm single."

Derrick coughed, "Until you hit on Dylan."

The boys burst out laughing, and Josh had gotten his spirit back. Maybe he could prove to Alicia that he was only interested in her. And maybe his star players would help him. An idea popped into his head, and he knew it was perfect. "Hey guys? Would you mind doing me a favor to help me get Alicia back?"

They all smiled at each other and put their hands together. "In."

A/N: horrible? Supppppppppppppppppppppah short. Sorry.