*MACY'S POV*

I woke up the next morning ready for girl's night out, and I could clear things up with Stella, all I had to do was get through School. Come on, how hard could it be?

Once I got to school, I realized how hard it could be, for some reason today was extra hard when it came to Joe. I knew I was in love with him, but every time I saw him, in the hallway, in class, at his locker, it hit me again and again. Like I was falling in love with him for the first time, but it was every time I saw him, and each time was harder, and each time hurt worse.

After second period I was walking through the hall when I saw Randy. And he was staring at some guys butt. It was oddly disturbing, yet I wanted to fall down laughing at the same time, which was strange because these day's I didn't even feel like smiling.

"Ran, what are you doing?" I laughed, walking up to my supposed boyfriend. He seemed so distracted for a second like he was focusing really hard, but then it seemed to click in his head that I was talking to him.

"Huh, oh, hey Mace!" He smothered me with a hug. I felt a shocking pain when he hugged me and I gasped and jumped out of his arms. "Macy, are you ok?" He looked down at me in concern.

"Yeah, I'm just," I shook my head trying to clear it.

"You're just what?"

"I don't really know," I mutter. He lets out a breathless laugh and pulls me in to hug him again. The pain was there again, but I embraced it instead of shying away, because I did deserve it, I know I did. My mood didn't get much better from there, actually it got worse, and it seemed Stella was getting worried about it. Or she was tired of not knowing what was going on with me, I don't know, either one fits after all.

"Macy, are you ok?" Stella asked during Lunch, Randy wasn't here yet, so we were sitting with Joe, Nick, and Kevin. No, I was not ok, thank you very much.

"Yeah, Stella, I'm fine." I said with no effort to cover the defeat in my voice.

"Are you and Randolph ok?" She asked.

"Sure." I was staring at the sandwich in front of me. I looked up and saw Joe sitting across from me, and it hit me again. I quickly looked down; I should really stop doing that. I did, however, notice he was frowning and looking down as well.

"Did you two get in a fight?" She seemed confused and was getting a little irritated.

"Nope."

"Macy, please just tell me what's going on?" Her voice raised a bit, and the people at the table next to us looked over, but quickly lost interest and looked away.

"Nothing, Stella. Jeez." I snapped. I put my elbow on the table and my face in my hand, I didn't need this right now, I really didn't.

"Sorry, Mace." Stella said after a moment. I felt her hand on my shoulder, and I wanted to shake it off, but I held back the urge.

"Hey, Stella- Wow, what's wrong with Macy?" I heard Van Dyke say.

"Headache." I sat back up straight and out my hands in my lap. I accidentally looked up again, but instead of looking back down I locked eyes with Joe. It felt like forever that we just stayed like that.

"Macy, hey, babe." Randy came and sat down next to me. Because I kept my eyes on Joe I noticed the quick glare he sent Randy before looking down to his lunch again.

"Um, hey," I try to force as much energy into it as possible, but your energy is kinda gone when you've been hit by bricks so many times…not really. He frowned. "Headache." I say before he could ask. I sat Nick throw a glance at Joe.

What was that about?

"Ok, so-"

"Randy can I talk to you?" I interrupt.

"Yeah."

"Alone." I say.

"Oh, right, yeah, absolutely." He gets up, and grabs my hand so I can get up too.

We walk to the stairs, not too far away, but not close enough for Stella to hear.

"I can't do it."

"What are you talking about?" He rubs my arm gently.

"This," I shrug, as if it were obvious, which it was. "I thought I could, but if everyday from now on is going to be like this, I can't do it."

"Like what?" He tries to move his head so he is making eye contact with me. My eyes are filling with tears.

"Like pure agony." I whisper hoarsely. Randy looked towards Joe then back to me. "Yeah." I said answering his unsaid question. "And I'm sorry, I truly am. I'm sorry that your mom, is most likely going to be mad, I'm sorry this didn't work, I'm sorry." I'm full blown crying now, and he holds on to me.

"No, Macy it's ok. We tried, and it didn't work, I'm sorry too."

"You are so amazing." I whisper. I felt him laugh. "How are you going to tell your mom?" This made me feel even worse, so the tears kept coming.

"I don't know." He whispers.

"We're still friends right?" the idea had just occurred to me, I had let him down, did he still even want to be friends? It scared me, the thought of not being friends with Randy; I mean he knew everything. But then again it seemed like it was time to tell Stella, she needed to know, I needed to tell her everything because she deserved it.

"Of course, Mace, of course." He hugs me closer and tighter.

"I'm sorry." I whisper again, the tears kept coming. Now that I was crying it seemed I couldn't stop. I had been keeping in tears for a long time now, sure I cried last night, but just over Randy. This was over Joe and Randy, and that was enough to make a girl cry desperately.

"Shh, Macy, shh." I made myself stop crying, I could do it later, when I wasn't at school, and when all eyes weren't on me. Our conversation was actually very quiet, and so was my crying, but still enough to cause a scene. Not too many people were watching from what I could see through my tear-filled eyes, though.

"Thank you for everything Randy." He laughed again.

"No, Macy, thank you, you sacrificed so much more." He whispered. "Now smile."

I looked up and tired to smile. He tried to smile too; it didn't really work, for either of us. He kissed my lips, and then got up to leave. I didn't try to stop him, but I did try to continue smiling for him until he turned around. Then a chair from a distance made a loud sound like someone had moved suddenly, I looked to see Joe standing up glaring at Randy, it looked like both Nick and Kevin were holding his arms.

I let my head fall into my arms. I didn't cry too much, just let my eyes dry all the tears that were still in them. Not more than two seconds later did I feel two arms wrap around me. I knew it was Stella, I wanted it to be Joe, but I glanced over and saw Nick giving Joe some sort of lecture.

"I'm sorry sweetie." Stella whispered.

"I'm not. Well, not for the reasons you are that is."

"Macy what are you talking about?"

*JOE'S POV*

How dare he leave her crying like that, how dare he make her cry!

Nick was going on about how I needed to control my temper more and blah, blah, blah. My eyes were on Macy, it didn't hurt too much now, because now I had a chance with her. My reason for not telling Macy was gone, well, except for now she needed a chance to move on…crap. But I could still be there for her, show every other guy who even thinks they have a shot with Macy that there wrong, I'm next in line, and I don't intend on having anyone behind me. Wait, do I really feel that strongly towards Macy...Yeah, yeah I do.

*MACY'S POV*

"I'll tell you tonight, Stella, I promise."

"Ok," She nodded her head, but I could tell she was still unsure. I got up and walked to my locker; deciding that I didn't really want to deal with the boys for the rest of the day. Stella didn't follow, which I appreciate, as much as I love Stella, I needed to be alone.

Once I got to my locker I opened it up to see the pictures of Randy and me, it brought tears back to my eyes, I couldn't believe I used him like this. I mean, yeah, he used me too, but that doesn't matter. It wasn't like he didn't have a good excuse; I mean he mom was thinking of disowning him, while I was having some petty problems with some boy. Well, not some boy, Joe Lucas, and he was the cutest, nicest, coolest-

I felt two strong arms put themselves around me, I knew immediately who it was, he had carried me three times (not that I'm counting or anything). The tears start to pool over my eyes, the electricity radiating off him, hurt. It hurt like hell, not like Randolph's shock, this was deeper, it reached my bones and it felt like they were turning into jelly.

"I'm so sorry, Macy," Joe whispers.

"Why?" I don't move from his embrace, but I lean forward a little so I can rest my head on my locker.

"I'm sorry he hurt you," More tears started falling from my eyes. Oh, how wrong he was, he'll never know…will he? Joe put his forehead to my shoulder then, and I turned to place my head on his. To anyone passing by they would think I was comforting Joe, and it kinda felt like I was, except I was the one crying and heartbroken. He probably just left bad because I was Stella's friend. No, I wouldn't believe that. Joe and I had become friends over the past week or so, and plus I don't think he is that shallow. We stayed like that for the rest of the lunch period, until the bell rang, and I never left so alive. Though that did end when the bell rang, and students started to fill the hallway. I pulled away from him, dried my tears, and turned back to my locker, which was still wide open. I slowly pulled all the pictures of Randy and me down, placing them in a small pile; I really was going to miss Ran. Well, we're still friends, but no matter what happens, we really had dated. I mean, it wasn't all fake. "Macy, will you come over today, please?"

I looked up to see Joe staring at me, pleading with his eyes. And I really, really, really didn't want to say no, but, of course, I had to.

"I'm sorry, I'm spending tonight with Stella, but I'll try to come over sometime this weekend," I told him when the sparks in his eyes had disappeared when I rejected his request.

"Promise?" He holds out his pinky. I try my best to smile and link our pinkies. I ignored the feeling I got from that simple touch, and shut my locker.

"Promise," I whisper, meeting his eyes before walking away.

Anyone mad that i took so long to update? Hopefully not...well, here it is :D

oh, and again, the editing thing, i suck and i apologize, anyway, enjoy and review! (:

Love. Peace. -Victoria