A few songs later Kate and Jack were laughing hysterically as Jack stumbled out of a dance circle. After impressing some of the other skilled dancers with his own moves, a dance circle formed around Jack and them. After several impressive break dances, Jack had run out of ideas he resorted to public thrusting and slapping the air as if it was someone's ass and stumbled from the group and rejoined Kate. Kate and him stood together, breathless and acting practically drunk.

"That's funniest thing you've ever done." Kate gasped.

"Thanks, I guess I must be a real riot otherwise." Jack chuckled. Suddenly the song, Smack That, began to play. Kate and Jack stopped laughing and looked at each other. Jack did his signature move and they both burst out laughing yet again.

"Jack?" Came a voice when the song was over. Jack looked over and Farrah was standing nearby, looking on hopefully. "Now?" She asked., since another much slower song had begun to play. Jack nodded, still laughing and nodded to Kate, taking Farrah out to the dance floor for a slower song.

*

Kate stood and watched, still giggling slightly. "Hey." Will said coming up to her. "Want to dance?" He asked and smiled genuinely at her, offering a hand. Kate looked at him carefully. He was wearing dark jeans and a t-shirt with a pizza stain on it.

"You look awful." Kate pointed out.

"And you don't care about looks, I know you Austen." He said sharply, but understandingly.

"Fine." Kate said rolling her eyes and stepping into his arms.

He smirked down at her. "What do you see in him, Kate?" He asked. Kate looked up at him. "Shephard." He reminded her. Kate rolled her eyes.

"Who even says I'm interested?" She challenged, raising an eyebrow.

"Who says? Everyone, Kate, are you kidding me? You are crazy over him." He said harshly. Kate started at him.

"I'm not Will, you don't know anything."

"I know a lot." He corrected. They stopped dancing. "You like him, and he doesn't think of you as anything more than a friend." He snarled. "Get over it." He pulled away and stalked out of the gym. Kate started after him and then turned and saw Jack twirling Farrah, both laughing. Jack pulled Farrah against him and smiled down at her, she was blushing again.

Kate saw Jacks head turn towards her, he was smiling, but it soon vanished with a look of concern. Kate exited the gym.

*

She was standing around the corner by her locker, practically in tears. She sunk to the ground and sobbed. She wasn't totally sure why she was feeling so emotional but she was. She sighed and attempted to pull herself together, she would continue to ignore Will, and push any feelings she may or may not have for Jack, aside.

"Kate?" Kate looked up and saw Jack looking down at her. "Oh god, Kate, what happened?" He pulled on his dress pants and knelt down next to her and took her hand in his.

Kate smiled up at him and whipped at her tears. "Don't, Jack, its...it's nothing." She smirked. "I told you girls were going to cry. God, this is so stupid." She murmured.

"It isn't." He sat down and wrapped one arm around her shoulders and pulled her warm body up against his. "It isn't stupid, Kate. What happened?" He whispered to her, rubbing her arm as her crying subsided.

Kate sucked in a deep breath. "Will. Will happened." She spat and Jack tensed up. "I hate him, Jack. I really do." She sighed and rubbed her forehead. "I just...he always tries to get me to go out with him."

"What?" Jack asked incredulously.

"Well, not anymore." Kate revised quickly. "But...he used to. Basically all the time. He would follow me around, not like a love sick puppy or anything, but like a lust-full, cocky tight ass." She said and Jack chuckled, which caused Kate to giggle to. "I never did go out with him, but he bothered me for like a year. You get to know someone pretty well after a year of chasing them. I guess he just reminded me of that tonight"

Jack listened to her and then pulled her to her feet, holding her hands in-between his larger ones. "Okay, we are going to back in there, and dance." He said.

Kate rolled her eyes and her shoulders sagged. "Jack, I'm not in the mood."

"It is your dance," he reasoned diplomatically, leading her slowly by her hands. "besides, you don't want Will to win, do you?" He asked, still pulling her down the halls.

"Win?" Kate asked curiously.

"Yes, win." He said. "Don't let him get to you, Kate." They were now outside the gym and he pulled her body close to his. "You deserve so much more than that." He reached up and whipped the last remaining tear away. He opened the door and led Kate in. A slow song was playing. "May I have this dance?" he asked. Kate nodded and giggled, and Jack yanked her gently towards him. He grasped her hand in his and held his hand firmly on her waist and Kate wrapped one arm up and around his shoulder.