Author's Note: So, alot of you are probably looking forward to a Jane and Billy talk but sadly that's not going to happen just yet. But, it probably will in the next chapter! I will for sure update again after this today or tonight! I know I put this in almost all my A/N's but I'll say it again, thank you Kenzi! Onto the story! (:

Jane

The week had droned on and on, and I still hadn't talked to Billy. I know I needed to but I didn't exactly know how to face him. I barely even looked at him when he came over. And, I couldn't really see him anyway since he snuck into my bedroom through the window after I'd told Ben I was going to bed and I had turned the lights off. I tried to talk to him today at lunch since Gray had given me two and a half hours off for lunch for my excellent job at work, but Zoe got to me first. This is how the dreary conversation went.

I walked as quickly as I could to the courtyard. I needed to talk to Billy. Now. I didn't know how I managed to wait a whole week before I'd decided I would spill the beans.

"Jane!" I heard Zoe shout from behind.

"Jane!" she repeated as she grabbed onto my arm with a tight squeeze.

"Zoe?"

"Hey! I've been trying to talk to you for awhile now!"

"You have?"

"Yeah. I would've thought you were avoiding me!" she giggled. If only she knew she was right about that.

"Of course not! What did you wanna talk about? I was actually going to talk to-"

"Billy?" she cut me off.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

She shrugged and replied,

"Who else would it be?"

"I guess you're right. So, you wanted to chat?"

"It'll be quick, I promise."

"Okay, shoot." I said and we'd sat down at the nearest table.

"So, have you done it?"

"Done what?"

"You know, made your move." she bumped my shoulder, something she constantly did to Billy and I.

"Made my move? Move for what?"

"Jaaaane. Come on. You know." I gave her a confused look. I didn't know what she was talking about what so ever. She rolled her eyes at me and told me,

"Made your move for that guy. The guy you like."

"Oh. No...no I haven't" I hung my head in embarressment.

"Jane! You need to!"

I shook my head in even more confusion. Why was she doing this? Why was she all of a sudden being all nicey nice?

"Zoe?"

"Yeah?"

"Why are you doing this?"

"What do you mean?" her dark brown eyes twinkled in the late afternoon sun.

"I mean why are you telling me this? Why are you trying to help. Not that I don't appreciate it."

"I'm telling you this because I'm trying to be a friend."

"But, why all of a sudden?"

"Because, look, were both an important part of Billy's life and it's not going to do any good to dislike each other." I knew she was right, she was an important part in Billy's life now, but I hate that she is. I don't hate her I just hate what part she has in Billy's life. I hate how she's Billy's girlfriend and I'm not.

"I guess you're right."

"So," she said with a flick of her hand. "Really, who is this guy?"

"He's nobody." I whispered as I looked away. I didn't feel comfortable talking to her about this. Why would I?

"Is he somebody I know?" she pressed.

"Yeah." I mumbled.

"Do I...have any classes with him?"

"How should I know?" But, I did know. Zoe and Billy had two classes together, English and History. And, they were the only two classes I didn't have with Billy.

"True. So..." she bounced up and down on the bench. "Am I friends with him?"

"Sorta." I whispered. I fixed my eyes on a boy with red hair who was struggling to get his locker open. Wanting to do something to occupy my hands, I ran a hand over my skirt, feeling the soft and silky texture immediately calmed me a little.

"Ha! The only boy I'm friends with is Nick!" she practically shouted. A few heads turned our way which made me scratch my neck nervously. I tucked a stray curl behind my ear and whispered rather quickly,

"Zoe! Shut up! Please just shut up!"

"Sorry. But, you still like him?"

Now, I was starting to feel even more uncomfortable. My face turned the shade of her crimson colored bag and tears threatend to escape my eyes.

"I'd rather not talk about it."

Letting her think I still had a crush on Nick was better than her knowing the truth. But, there was one problem with this, chances are she'd probably tell Nick about it. And, what if he still liked me? Whatever. I didn't really care anymore.

"Are you sure?" she pleaded. She twirled a piece of straight brown hair around her finger.

"I'm sure."

"Well, you know you can talk to me whenever you want." There was that smile again. A smile of pure kindness and friendness. I knew she really was trying to help. She really did want to be friends. I wanted to too. As long as she never found out that I was in love with her boyfriend...

She felt the awkardness too and smirked as she said,

"Now, run along to Billy. I know your itching to talk to him."

"Thanks Zoe." I smiled and shuffled to my feet.

"You're welcome."

I dashed across the yard, anxious to find Billy. If I didn't tell him about the Jeremy situation now I never would. Forget the fight we'd had awhile back. Forget that I was in love with him. Only that last part was easier said than done.

Love, Janey