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Chapter 10

"I don't get it." Mickie stated. Amy looked up at her, confused.

"Don't get what?"

"How Trish and Jeff can be all over each other like that." Mickie was looking over at the lovestruck couple, whose noses were touching as they whispered to each other. Amy pulled a face and returned her attention to her copy of Romeo and Juliet. Mickie continued, "I mean, they've been together like a week. It's a bit gross, don't you think?"

"It wouldn't be so bad if they'd liked each other forever," Amy replied, "but it's just so out of the blue."

"Tell me about it." Mickie put her pen to paper, ready to write, but she couldn't seem to take her attention away from Trish and Jeff. "I just don't get it."

Mickie had been sat next to Amy in most lessons for a full week now. Victoria had been moved to class TL and Trish insisted on sitting next to Jeff (where Amy usually sat before Jeff and Trish got together) so Amy had started taken a seat next to Mickie, who no-one seemed to want to sit with. It wasn't that anybody had a problem with her, they just didn't want to get to close. Rumour had it that Mickie had been kicked out of Thomas Nigel Academy because she went psycho at someone and tried to set fire to them.

"What don't you 'get', Miss James?" Mr Piper looked at Mickie with an eyebrow raised, knowing full well that Mickie wasn't paying any attention to the Shakesperian play she was supposed to be studying.

"Nothing Mr Piper." Mickie replied, "It's just that that," she pointed to Jeff and Trish, "is a little distracting." Mr Piper looked in the direction of Trish and Jeff, who were still nose to nose.

"It's more than distracting." Jillian pitched in from across the room, loud enough for the entire class to hear. "It's plain disgusting!" The comment caught the attention of Trish, who gave her the filthiest look that she could muster.

"Nobody asked you." Mickie retalliated before Trish got the chance.

"How two-faced are you?" Jillian asked purposely. "First you bitch about her, then you defend her, what's up with that?"

"I wasn't bitching about her!" Mickie said defensively.

"Ladies, ladies, please." Mr Piper interrupted before Jillian could get any more words out. "If you feel a great need to verbally abuse each other, save it for outside my classroom. For now, get on with your work." Mickie and Jillian threw ice cold glares at each other before Jillian turned to Melina, who she was sitting next to, and whispered something that nobody else could hear. Melina shrugged, apparently in response. Melina was having a bit of a hard time at that moment. It had only been a week since the class changes had happened, but the relationship between her and Johnny was on the rocks already. Firstly, he had started insisted that everyone called him John instead of Johnny, and Melina was beginning to tell the girls that his attitude had changed a lot. Melina was also feeling awkward because Jillian had come up to her on the first day that she had been in their class and told Melina that she was the only girl in the class that Jillian really didn't have anything against. Melina, not having a reason to tell Jillian to leave her alone, decided to befriend her, but all Jillian did was bitch about the other girls in the class. Melina had once or twice defended some of the girls that Jillian had slagged off, but she knew Jillian wasn't really listening, so now all she did was sit there and shrug her shoulders.

"I wish Melina would just tell that bimbo where to go." Mickie snarled at Amy.

"It's not my business." Amy replied. A silence followed as Amy and Mickie scribbled down some notes, when Mickie started conversation again.

"So have you seen much of Trish since she got with Jeff?"

Amy thought about how to answer the question without making Trish look bad. It was true, she hadn't spent any real time on her own with Trish since she had asked out Jeff. Amy still hadn't figured out what it was, but she really didn't think Trish and Jeff being girlfriend and boyfriend was a good idea.

"Not really." Amy replied eventually. "But it's to be expected that she wants to get to know Jeff better since she's dating him."

"Yeah but she shouldn't ditch her friends." Mickie glanced back over at Trish and Jeff, and now looked mildly pleased as they sat normally, scribbling in their notebooks. Amy just shrugged her shoulders again. How had she never seen this bitchy side of Mickie before.

The bell rang, and Mickie shot up out of her seat and started piling her books into her bag. Before Amy had even managed to grab her bag, Mickie had started to bolt out of the room. "See you at registration Aimes!"

Amy shrugged her shoulders and walked out into the corridor on her own. She had grown accustomed to it over the last week - Mickie would always dart off somewhere on her own and Trish and Jeff were inseparable. She reached into her pocket to pull out her trusty iPod, which had been her only company between lessons.

"Don't even think about pulling out that musical machine Dumas." Shawn, appearing from behind her, put his arm around her. Amy raised an eyebrow.

"It would appear," Hunter appeared on the other side, also putting his arm around her, "that you're not feeling so great lately."

"Would it now?" Amy appreciated that Shawn and Hunter had approached her about it, but she could never have a serious conversation with them.

"Aimes, what's going on?" Hunter asked more sincerely. "I mean, you;ve barely spoken to anyone in days and you're hanging out with psycho Mickie."

"She's not a psycho." Amy said defensively before being surprised at her own comment.

"Seriously?" Shawn replied.

"She's a bit weird," Amy admitted, "but I wouldn't call her a psycho." She noticed Shawn glance at Hunter, who shrugged. "Honestly guys, I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Hunter raised his eyebrows disbelievingly.

"Amy, you're gonna make people talk." Amy swung around, relieved to see that Victoria had shown up. "I mean, two guys at the same time?"

"You're just jealous because you don't get to take part in our orgys anymore" Hunter replied matter-of-factly. Amy got the distinct feeling that Hunter had used that line before, but in a less friendly manner.

"Shut up." Victoria lips curved into a small smile. "You and Shawn need to beat it while I talk with Amy."

"Fine. We'll take our orgy elsewhere." Hunter had fallen back into full on comedy mode. "Come on Shawn, let's go find Kelly Blank."

Shawn merely replied with a mock-posh "hmph" before he and Hunter turned on their heels and walked away. They had both calmed down a lot since the classes had changed, and were starting to get back to their humorous selves.

"What did you want to talk about?" Amy asked as she and Victoria slowly continued down the corridor.

"Just to catch up, we've barely seen each other. So, what's going on?"

"Not a lot, truth be told." Amy lied, before letting out a sigh that gave her away.

"Let it out, what's up?" Victoria knew Amy far too well.

"Well aside from the fact that Trish has all but completely ditched me, not a lot at all."

"Can't say I didn't notice that Trish is spending almost all her time with Jeff." Victoria admitted. "I haven't spoken to her since I moved classes."

"I've spoken to her once or twice when Jeff's been talking to someone else." Amy said, almost trying to justify Trish's actions.

"She's had loads of boyfriends though, and she's never ditched us before." Victoria glanced sideways as Amy merely made a grunting noise. "What else is bothering you?"

"Nothing."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not."

"Yes you are."

"No I'm not."

"Amy!" Victoria glanced around to make sure there was no one listening in. It appeared that everyone was at the cafeteria having lunch. She gently pulled Amy over to the stairway that they had reached and sat her down. "If I'm honest, I've had a few people come up to me this past week because they all think something's wrong. Now tell me, what's up?"

Amy glanced around like Victoria had done moments before to make sure no one was around. She took a deep breath. It was time to confess. At first she hadn't realised it, it had taken a couple of days for it to sink in, and she was still struggling to come to terms with it.

"I like Jeff."

Victoria was genuinely surprised. "Really?"

"Yes, and I'm jealous because he's with Trish." It felt good to let it out to Victoria, but at the same time saying it out loud made it official.

"Wow." Victoria stared at Amy in disbelief. "You actually have a crush on someone decent."

"With a friend who's not so decent." Amy stood up and leaned against the wall.

"Harsh." Victoria said, but didn't disagree.

"And there's nothing I can do about. Trish is one of my best friends and I would never hurt her and I already have a reputation as a slut anyway." Amy folded her arms sulkily. "It totally sucks."

"Well, I have a feeling they won't last very long anyways." Victoria got up and made for the door which led into the next corridor. "Coming to get some food?"

"Yeah." Amy pushed herself off the wall. "This conversation was only between us, right?"

"No," Victoria chuckled sarcastically, "I'm going to tell the world about it."

Amy couldn't help but smile slightly as she followed Victoria through the door. At least someone understood.

"Hey! Hey Amy! Wait up!"

Amy turned around to see Mickie running towards her. If she was honest, she couldn't be bothered with Mickie. Since her conversation with Victoria earlier, Amy had felt rotten because she couldn't force herself to be happy for Trish and Jeff. On the other hand, she wasn't going to be rude to Mickie. The poor girl barely had friends as it was and she was nice enough.

"Which way are you walking home?" Mickie asked eagerly, panting as she caught up to Amy.

"Down Birkett Avenue-"

"Great! Me too! We can walk together!" Mickie linked arms with Amy as they both started walking towards the school gates.

"How come you're leaving so late?" Amy asked suspiciously. The bell had rang a full ten minutes earlier, and the only reason Amy was just getting out was because she had asked Mr Johnson to explainsome biology homework that she didn't fully understand.

"Oh I went to the bathroom." Mickie explained. "So don't you normally walk home with Trish and Vicky?"

"Normally." Amy answered, deciding not to tell her that Victoria would kill her if she heard her calling her 'Vicky', "but Trish has taken to walking with Jeff and Vic-"

"That is so lame!" Mickie exclaimed. "I mean, they're going to get real sick of each other real quick."

"Mickie, what's your-"

"It's psycho Mickie!"

Mickie and Amy and had now reached the gate which led outside of the school grounds, and congregated there were Ashley, Jillian, Cherry and Maryse, all blonde and all very annoying. Amy was about to tell Mickie to ignore them, but it was too late.

"I'm not a psycho!" she retorted.

"Oh yeah?" Ashley sniped. "Prove it."

"How can I prove it?" Mickie seemed confused.

"Exactly," Cherry taunted, chewing her gum in the most obnoxious way possible, "you can't!"

They started laughing at her, and Amy noticed that Mickie grip on her arm became slightly tighter.

"Isn't it cute?" Jillian remarked. "The psycho and the slut!"

They laughed harder, until a voice came from behind Jillian.

"Can you guys keep it quiet a sec, I'm trying to ring Johnny."

"Mel?" Amy responded in shock as Melina stepped out from behind Jillian. Amy hadn't noticed her standing behind the much taller Jillian, and thought that maybe she was intentionally hiding as it would have been easy to spot the brunette between all the blondes. Melina put a finger to her lips to tell Amy to be quiet, although Amy was sure the look on Melina's face was one of guilt. After a very awkward silence in which Mickie exchanged looks that could kill with the other girls, Melina hung up her phone.

"It just keeps ringing!" Melina looked around. "Where is he?"

"Are you talking about Johnny Morrison?" Mickie cocked her head to one side as she stated the obvious. "I saw him leaving with Mike Mizanin before."

"What?!" Melina eyes widened and her face contorted in fury as she took the information in. "He ditched me for Mizanin?!" She looked around at the other girls, clearly embarrassed. "Oh my God!"

"It's ok sweety," Jillian put an arm around Melina, "you can come round to my house and we'll all talk about it." She lead Melina off across the road and the other blondes followed. As they got to the other side, Jillian glanced back at Amy and Mickie and smirked. Was she intentionally trying to 'steal' Melina? Amy and Mickie set off once again and turned the corner onto Birkett Avenue.

"Mickie," Amy asked cautiously, "did you really see Johnny leave with the Miz?"

"Yep." Came the reply. "I thought it was odd because he used to want to be with Melina all the time and now it's like he doesn't care."

"Right." Amy still remained suspicious. It was almost as though Mickie had a vendetta against couples. She decided it was time to change the subject completely. "So, are you going to Shawn's tonight?"

"Uhm, no." Mickie answered with a slight tone of disappointment in her voice.

"Why not?"

"Uhm, no one invited me." Mickie's gaze hit the floor as Amy raised her eyebrows in surprise. She had noticed that Mickie was never there when everyone decided to hang out at either Shawn or Hunter's house, but she always thought that it had been Mickie's choice, not theirs.

"Well," Amy was feeling sorry for Mickie, "no one really gets invited, you just either show up or you don't."

"That's not true, it's not like I haven't heard them ask each other if they wanna go round to Hunter or Shawn's house and it's like they've asked everyone except me and even if it was like that it's not as though they've ever told me where they live so I can just show up anyway." Mickie took a much needed deep breath at the end of her sentence and Amy noticed that her eyes were watering slightly, an unusual sight since Mickie normally came across as bubbly and happy.

"Listen, I'll text him." Amy whipped out her phone.

"There's no point." Mickie sniffed. "If he doesn't want me there-"

"He does, he probably just gets interrupted before he gets to you." Amy texted frantically 'Mickie comin wit me 2nyt. dnt ask questions. txt bk. x'

"Really?" Mickie asked, but Amy knew she wasn't convinced. Still, Amy had to try.

"Yeah, you know how popular he is, he's constantly gettig stopped by people and then forgetting what he's doing."

"I guess." Mickie sniffed.

Amy felt her phone vibrate in her pocket and she pulled it out of her pocket, subtley making sure that Mickie couldn't see the screen.

'um ok but y?'

Amy ignored the question and shoved her phone back into her pocket. "See, I told you, he said he thought he already asked you. If you like I can call at your house on the way to show you how to get there."

"Yeah," Mickie replied, smiling, "cool."

"Ok." Amy said, thinking she was finally making progress. "So where do you live?"

"Wyclef Road."

"No way, that's only across the road from me." Amy answered, slightly surprised. How did she not know that? "What number?"

"Two."

Amy wondered in disbelief as they walked. She passed that house almost everyday on her way to Shawn's - how could she not know Mickie lived there? Then it dawned on her - she had never really cared. It was all well and good blaming Shawn and Hunter for not even trying to get to know Mickie, but Amy hadn't bothered either, and Mickie was a nice girl, not as weird as everyone made her out to be.

"Cool, I'll call at around five o'clock, is that ok?"

"It's more than ok, it's great!" Mickie seemed back to her usual happy self, which pleased Amy, although Mickie having two mood swings in a matter of minutes confirmed that she wasn't devoid of all weirdness.

"So girls," Shawn called across the room to Torrie and Victoria, "what's the latest in class TL?"

"Nothing really to report." Victoria shrugged. "The girls are still bitches, the guys are tools, and that's pretty much it."

"Actually, Michelle McCool and Chuck Palumbo are more than just friends, but they're denying it." Torrie added. "Other than that, there's really nothing to report."

"Where's Melina?" Maria asked suddenly. It was a bit curious - the Latina in question was nowhere to be seen.

"She's at Jillian's house." Mickie replied nonchalantly.

"What?" Maria asked in disbelief.

"Well we don't know for sure," Amy had a feeling Mickie was going to exaggerate slightly, so she cut in before she could, "but she went to Jillian's house straight after school, so she might still be there."

"That's weird." Maria said as she wrinkled her nose. As she finished her statement, Hunter burst into the room. He glanced around before seeing Victoria.

"What have you heard in TL?" He asked breathlessly. It appeared as though he had been running.

"Nothing, why?"

"What's going on?" Shawn asked as Hunter looked at him, a mixture of fear and anger in his eyes.

"Cena's been stabbed."