Author's Note: I'm really sorry for the long wait, but school has been keeping me pretty busy lately =/

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EDITED CHAPTER - 01/31/13

Chapter 11: The Jerk is Back

I woke up the next day feeling incredibly better.

I felt as if yesterday's conclusion had lifted some kind of weight off my shoulders, and that made all the nervousness I had been feeling toward Freddie seem to have suddenly disappeared, and when Monday came around, everything was pretty much back to normal; much to my relief.

Luckily, the next rehearsals didn't involve any kind of close interaction between me and Freddie, so things were going on pretty well, even though I still felt pretty hesitant when I had to do a scene with him.

Two weeks passed, and I was actually beginning to think that things would finally start going well for me with this whole play thing. I almost felt like that whole hug scene had never happened, which was a pretty good sign in my opinion.

It was Friday, right after the last bell rang, and I was stuffing all my books inside my locker just like usual. It wasn't like I did homework or studied during the weekend anyway, so why carry all that unnecessary weight around with me?

I knew I had a play rehearsal in just a few minutes, but that thought didn't bother me as much as it used to a few weeks ago anymore. It was almost like it really didn't make a big difference in my day anymore, or at least not such a big a difference as before.

It took me a few seconds to finally realize that there was someone standing right behind me.

I quickly turned around, and I was surprised when I recognized who it was. And not only that, but I also felt extremely annoyed. It was someone I had hoped I'd never need to talk to ever again, or even see their face for that matter, but I guess that just wouldn't be possible anymore.

"Jonah?" I asked, his name coming out a bit more rudely than he had probably expected to hear, and he seemed pretty taken aback by the tone of my voice, but I honestly didn't care if I was being rude.

"Hey, Sam," he greeted me when he seemed to have finally recovered from the shock. "How are you doing?" I was also pretty much surprised by his tone of voice, since he was acting like he was my friend or something, and that made me want to punch him right in the face.

"Everything was fine until you showed up," I answered, and then went back to putting my books inside my locker, pretending that he wasn't there. I still hated that guy, and if he didn't walk away from me right now, he would probably end up going home with a broken arm today.

He had tried to cheat on me with my best friend, and after I broke up with him and we humiliated him live on iCarly, he simply went back to going out with practically every girl in Ridgeway, just like nothing had happened. And after a few days (or sometimes, hours), he'd simply dump whatever girl he had been dating and go on for the next one in line. Sometimes he'd even date up to three girls at the same time without the others knowing about it.

He had once tried to apologize to me and tell me that he was sorry about what he had done, and he'd practically begged on his knees for me to give him another chance. It was pretty pathetic if you ask me.

And the worst part of it all was that I could easily see that he didn't mean one single word he was saying. I felt like slapping him hard across the face right then and there, because I knew that he wasn't sorry at all, and that he'd do it all over again if he had the chance without even thinking twice about it, since that hadn't been first time something like this had happened. I had heard several stories about how Jonah, after cheating on a girl, had gone back to her to apologize and insisted that he was a better person now or whatever, but he'd do the exact same thing once again, cheating on her right under the girl's nose.

He was such a jerk.

"Ouch," he said, pretending to be offended. "I just wanted to know how you were," he continued, his voice filled with fake innocence. "I mean, we dated once."

I couldn't stop myself from scoffing at that. "Well, that's none of your business," I replied, closing the door of my locker shut a lot louder than I usually did, the loud bang echoing through the hallway for a moment, just to show him how angry I still was with him.

"Okay, why are you being so mean to me?" Jonah asked, trying to sound hurt, but I could see right past his little act.

"Do I really need to answer that?" I asked, and when I noticed Jonah wouldn't respond to that, I rolled my eyes at him and went on. "You dated me for almost a month, and then the first time I leave you alone with my best friend you try to kiss her. Then after we break up, you act like nothing happened and keep going out with any girl you come across until you get tired of her or start cheating on her, sometimes with more than one girl at a time." I glared at him at every word I spoke, doing my best to try to keep my voice low, although that suddenly seemed like a pretty hard task. "I mean, doesn't that already gives people an idea of the kind of jerk you are?"

I didn't wait for him to say anything; I simply turned around and started walking down the hallway, hoping that Jonah would stay behind, but unfortunately, he followed me.

"Okay, okay, that doesn't sound too good," he admitted, as if that would make me hate him any less. "But I've changed!"

I didn't even bother to look at him or to slow down my quick pace as I responded to that. "No, you haven't," I said, my tone hard. "And if I were you, I'd walk away right now, before my fist has a meeting with your face, and your teeth with the floor," I threatened angrily, and that seemed to be enough to make Jonah stop dead in his tracks, probably fearing for his life, and I was finally able to get away from him.

But I wasn't alone for long. I soon spotted Carly walking toward me, and in just a matter of seconds, she was walking right beside me, trying to catch up with my hurried pace.

"Hey, what was that about?" she asked me, and I raised an eyebrow at her, slowing my pace down a little.

"What?" I asked, even though I already knew what she was talking about.

"You arguing with Jonah," she replied, and I couldn't stop myself form sighing loudly. "What did he want?"

"He said he wanted to know how I was and kept insisting that he had changed, probably because he wants a second chance with me, but I didn't let him talk much," I explained, shrugging lightly as I spoke. "I threatened him, and that shut him up in a second."

"Well, threatening people usually works when it comes to you," she commented, chuckling. "But next time, don't just threaten him, if you get what I mean," she said, winking, and I simply smiled at her. Carly usually tried to supress my agressive nature, but there were some cases in which she pretty much supported it. Jonah was one of those.

"Threaten who?" Freddie spoke up as he suddenly emerged from one of the hallways we were walking by.

"Jonah," Carly answered simply.

"What did he do this time?" Freddie asked, his voice earning an unusually curious tone.

"Nothing, he just came around to annoy me," I said, not really feeling like talking about Jonah at all anymore.

"But what did he say?" Freddie insisted, and I wondered why he cared so much about it.

"Well, first he told me he just wanted to know how I was," I said, looking briefly over at Freddie, who seemed oddly interested in this whole Jonah situation, even though I honestly had no idea why. "Then he began insisting that he had changed, but I threatened him, and that shut him up."

"You don't believe he's really changed, do you?" Freddie asked, and I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his question.

"Of course not!" I told him, sounding slightly impatient. "He'll never change. And he can fall into a bottomless well for all I care."

For some reason, Freddie seemed to be pretty relieved when he heard that.

What's up with that boy? I wondered, but I didn't have much time to think about it, because we then arrived at the auditorium for another play rehearsal.

The rehearsal went on pretty well, just like all the other ones after the one I'd been trying my best not to think about. Of course, except for one thing - Jonah was there. It was just when I saw him there that I remembered he was actually part of the cast, a fact that had slipped away from my mind completely, since we hadn't done any scenes together yet, and I hoped things would stay that way for long time.

Jonah sat as far away from us three as possible when he arrived for the rehearsal, which pleased me very much. He was probably afraid that I'd beat him up in the middle of the auditorium, in front of the whole cast and crew.

Smart boy.

After a while, I was finally able to get my mind off Jonah and his ridiculous story of suddenly becoming a better person as I watched Freddie and Kyle doing a scene up on the stage. It still surprised me how good Freddie was at acting. I wondered if he had ever taken any acting classes with his mother or if it was just some kind of natural gift.

But of course, I'd never tell him any of that.

As Freddie walked down the stairs on the right side of the stage when he and Kyle were done with the scene, walking back to his seat next to me and Carly, he sent a glance in Jonah's direction. And it wasn't simply a glance; it was more like a glare. Actually, more like a death glare, and trust me, momma knows those.

I frowned, watching Freddie curiously for a brief moment, but when he suddenly looked in our direction, I quickly looked away, pretending that I hadn't been looking.

I wondered what that had been about. I mean, he couldn't have done that because he was mad at Jonah for pissing me off today, could he? No, definitely not. Why would he, anyway? He hated me, so why would he care as much as to be pissed at Jonah as well?

But I had a weird feeling that there was something up with him, and I, for some reason, wanted to figure out what it was.

Author's Note: I have a feeling Jonah won't give up so easily... ;D

And what's up with Freddie? *Mysterious music* Hehe :P

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