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"Ethan! Ethan, stop!" Bree shouted to the quarreling pair. She could see Ethan trying to push Chase to the ground and Chase trying to hit him again. Bree couldn't stand seeing the pair of them fighting and made the mistake of trying to get in the middle.

She didn't get hit, of course. But she did get pushed back into the tables. Ethan was the first to see what they'd done and rushed to her side. Chase, in his drunken state, pushed Ethan out of the way to see Bree who wanted nothing but to smack him for being so impulsive.

"Bree, are you okay?" He slurred and she backed away further, shooting him a look of disgust. Marcie and Kaitlynn appeared at her side. She was thankful they were there but looked for Ethan to see if he was alright. Though, Ethan was nowhere to be found.

He must've run off.

Anger ran through her veins and the smirk that appeared on Chase's face made her blood boil.

"You! What is wrong with you? Do you enjoy making my life miserable?!" said Bree, her voice shrill. The smirk faltered but didn't disappear fully.

"Sorry that Prince Charming can't take a hit like a man."

"What was the point? What did he ever do to you?"

"Like you don't know. He snitched about me and Adam's bet in the woods!"

By this time, the room went silent and all eyes were now on them. She couldn't take the heat that was rushing to her cheeks at the reason why he punched Ethan. Bree suddenly remembered the night of the kiss in a vivid flashback.

She enjoyed the one moment she had of recognition of that night but then it hit her. She knew exactly what Chase was talking about.

When she'd heard him talking to himself in the tent and he fully admitted to only kissing her because of a dare.

Then that moment of happiness was gone and she truly wanted nothing more than to hit Chase Davenport for being so thick headed.

"Ethan didn't hear you! Ethan didn't even know what happened! I heard you and I knew that you were nothing more than a shallow jerk who would only kiss me because of a dare. And I was the idiot who fully believed that you actually liked me. That you actually wanted to kiss me!" Bree said and the gasp that echoed throughout the room was indescribable.

The look of pain on Danielle's face was one that was unforgettable. And the annoyance that Bree once had for the petite blonde vanished. She felt like a complete homewrecker.

Then for some sort of satisfaction, Bree smacked Chase in the face. And she hissed, "Stay away from Ethan and stay farther away from me. I mean it."

Marcie grabbed her forearm and led her out of the party that was digesting what Bree had just said. It was a surprise. This whole time, they probably thought that Bree and Chase were continuing their childish pranks on each other. Then the bombshell that would probably ruin Bree's reputation at the school.

But she didn't care. She only cared that the guy that she desired that night in the woods was an impulsive dolt who didn't know anything about anyone.

Hell, he didn't even know what he wanted.

He punched Ethan for telling Bree the truth when he's practically having sex with Danielle on the dance floor.

And that's what pained her the most when she told him to stay away from her. It was that and the fact that the whole kiss, the whole love/hate relationship they had wasn't mutual. It wasn't even real, Chase Davenport was and will always be, her childhood enemy.

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Maybe it was the alcohol. Maybe it was the fact that there was no chance that Bree would ever forgive him, but he had no regret after fighting with Ethan. He did however feel like a complete fool when Bree had revealed that she had listed his conversation with himself.

And when she revealed that he had cheated on Danielle with no remorse whatsoever. After Bree left and smacked him, everyone's eyes flew to Chase and Danielle. Sure, she could be a complete pain in the ass sometimes but when he saw that pained look on her face, it was like smelling coffee.

He was suddenly aware of what was happening and what he'd just done.

He'd fought with Ethan for no reason. He'd used alcohol and Danielle to try to forget about his feelings for Bree which never disappeared.

And he felt like they'd never left, not since the day he first saw the little girl with pig-tails and an ugly baby doll that she claimed, "didn't want to feel left out from the other babies".

The thought would've made him smile if he hadn't realized that Danielle had left, sobbing hysterically.

Which made him feel even worse.

He left the party soon after that, thinking that walking home would be a better way to go then to wait for Adam to finish doing whatever he was doing with Sabrina.

On this walk, he realized a couple things.

One, walking to his house while half intoxicated makes the walk 10 times longer than it should be.

And two, he finally knew what he really wanted.

It didn't matter about pranks or popularity anymore. The one person he cared about most was Bree and he was going to find a way to see her and apologize without acting like a complete idiot.

And he knew just how to do that.

Author's Notes: I'm uploading this chapter because tomorrow or Monday or Tuesday, maybe even the whole week, I won't have power in my house. Why?

Because Hurricane Sandy is coming straight towards me and I live in basically, the forest. The trees will probably cut off the power and because my town is on a hill, my town won't flood so YAY for me!

Sorry for writing such a short chapter but I wasn't sure if my laptop would be much use dead and that's where I like to write my stories so….

Reviews are always welcome.

Have a wonderful day!