Hey everyone! I actually had a little bit of writer's block with this chapter - so it's probably really sucky. But epic action is about to happen I promise.

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"Hey Greg," Lisa said softly, sitting next to Greg in homeroom. Greg nodded, not looking up from a homework assignment.

"Look," Lisa sighed and Greg looked up. "I know a lot of crap has happened… with Jimmy and I… and with you and Allie…, but we can still be friends, right?" Lisa knew that Allie had had that same conversation with Jimmy the other day, but Lisa was more headstrong than Allison – she had already lost one important person in her life because of all of this drama, and wasn't about to lose someone else. Greg took a deep breath, knowing that it wasn't Lisa's fault that her and James had broken up.

"Sure," he said resignedly with a nod, giving a small smile.

"Hug?" She giggled, leaning forward to give him a warm embrace. He patted her on the back, his face accidentally smashed in her curls. He inhaled reflexively, noticing the smell of her hair – pineapple. She released him and he smiled weakly, feeling a tingling sensation under his neck.

"Hold on one second," she said, heading a couple aisles down to where some of her friends were sitting. He watched her walk away, feeling his heart pound as he watched her walk away, noticing her in a way that he had never before. He had always thought of her as attractive – he never went a day without complimenting James in his taste of women. However, that was merely a compliment, said without any of her other qualities being taken into account. Now, he noticed the sound of her voice, the sway of her hips, and the smell of her damn shampoo. It pissed him off and he knew he never had a chance, with her being James's ex-girlfriend and Allison's best friend. He shook his head, running a hand through his messy hair, attempting to straighten out some of his thoughts.

"Can you believe it's already time for homecoming?" Lisa asked.

"What?" Greg asked, surprised by her sudden presence. "Oh… right. Are you going?" He asked, unable to contain his curiosity. Did she meet someone else? Was she still pining for James?

"No… I'm not going… just after everything… I'm not up for it," she said, looking down, clearly upset.

"I'm sorry, Lisa," he said genuinely and she looked up at him through her dark eyelashes, giving him a wondrous look.

"Are you dying, or something?"

"Why would you say that?" he shot back.

"Because… you said something nice to me… with actual sincerity."
"Can't I just be nice to be nice?" Lisa paused for a moment and shook her head with a coy smile.

"No, not really." Greg smiled weakly, lost in his thoughts.

"Allie!" Rob called and Allison groaned, recognizing the voice instantly. He slid into the seat next to her

"What is it going to take to make you leave me alone?" she asked, looking up at him. He shrugged absentmindedly, putting a hand to her hair.

"I like your hair this length," he said, gently tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, rubbing a thumb on her cheek. Allison moved away from the light contact, noticing Greg walk into the room. "Do you have a date for homecoming?" Robert asked after a moment of silence.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes…?"

"Seriously?!" Allison shrieked, the entire room turning to look at her. She met Greg's eyes, her sad, hopeful gaze contrasting with his cold, thoughtful one.

"Are you seriously asking if I want to go to homecoming with you?" Allison asked, lowering her voice after her outburst. "Because you're not stupid – sometimes slow, but not stupid. And it's a really stupid question asking if I want to go to homecoming with you. Because the answer is no. And it will always be no." Rob nodded, a small smirk spreading over his face as he tried to contain his laughter.

"Why are you laughing at me?" she hissed and he shook his head.

"Not laughing – just smiling," he clarified, before pausing to think. "It's Tuesday today, right?"

"It's Tuesday - but how does that even matter?" Robert leaned closer to her, close enough she could smell his breath mints and the cologne clinging to his shirt. Her heart thudded for a moment before giving him a scowl – she wasn't going to allow herself to be swept off her feet.

"It matters… because it's Tuesday. And I like you. And I'm going to tell you every Tuesday that I like you – until you agree to go out with me," Robert said authoritatively. Allison rolled her eyes, turning to the teacher who had just walked in the door. She gave him her best glare as she opened her notebook, but her heart was counting down the days until she would give in.

"So how are things going… with your friends and everything?" James asked, taking a bite out of his sandwich, leaving a smidge of mustard in the corner of his mouth. Amber giggled, wiping it off with her napkin. His skin tingled at her touch, and he couldn't believe that they had been having lunch together every day for almost a month.

"Good… good," she said with a sigh. "Someone cheated on someone else and the focus sort of fell off me."

"So… why are you still eating lunch out here?" James asked hopefully and Amber hesitated briefly.

"It's nice outside – and it won't be for too much long. So I've decided to savor it," she said authoritatively, with a smile.

"Right," James said, meeting her smile. Amber felt heat creeping up her neck and she pressed her hand to the back of her neck, hoping to contain it. This was James Wilson – there was no way that she could even think of liking him.

"So are you going to homecoming?" James asked, deciding to ask her, feeling that their relationship had made a lot of progress in the past couple weeks.

"Maybe… If I had –."

"Amber!" They turned to see a few of Amber's cheerleading friends walking toward to her. "We're going to sneak off campus for lunch – want to come?" Amber bit her lip, looking between her friends and James.

"I'm going to go…," Amber said slowly, standing up and grabbing her purse. "I'll see you around?"

"Sure," James said softly, giving her a smile. He cursed himself for his bad timing as he watched them walk away.

"Who was that? He's such a dork," one of her friends said and Amber turned back to him, giving him a small wave.

"He's not so bad," she said to herself as she went with her friends.

"Can I sit here?" Eric asked and Remy looked up, moving over to the window seat. They sat in silence, their relationship having been on the rocks since school started. Eric's friends crowded in around them, leaving Remy and Eric with little quiet to even talk.

"Can… Can I come over now?"

"I've got homework," she said softly. "I'm sorry if that doesn't -."

"No… I do too," Eric said slowly, and his friends became silent, turning to look at him.

"What are you talking about man?" Nick asked and Eric took a deep breath, ignoring them and turning to face Remy.

"We've got this really big history test tomorrow… I could use some help studying." Remy grinned, taking his hand into hers.

"You mean it?" she asked, hopefully and he nodded, giving her a kiss.

"I mean it."