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Bpov (shocking I know)

After Paul stormed out of my house that night mine and Kim's lives took a whole new meaning to the words living hell.

Jared was a popular guy at school. He was your typical 'lovable jock' type. I know gag me. So because of his popularity all of his friends (and I think some people he didn't even know) harassed Kim for putting their bestest buddy into 'a state of depression' as the guidance counselor would put it.

Paul was just more volatile than ever. While he was beating the snot out of every freshman that looked his way I was being verbally harassed by all of Paul's ex-girlfriends.

He had a lot of ex-girlfriends much to my dismay. Before I liked Paul he used to be a total John Tucker (A/N I love that movie!). Now he didn't speak to any of the tramps at school he just sort of blew them off. They just guessed I had something to do with it. Sluts weren't as dumb as I thought.

So while I was being gossiped and snickered about, and Kim was getting water balloons filled with gravy thrown at her, Paul and Jared just kept on being stupid.

Why do girls have to be soooooo much smarter?

Jared threw Kim longing looks every single day in English. These looks usually followed with her running to the bathroom crying as soon as the bell rang. I hated seeing her in that kind of state.

I don't know if she cried more when people threw things at her or when Jared acted like he cared. He at least had the common courtesy to finally ask (or threaten) his fan club to stop when Kim got sent to the nurse because someone threw a DD battery at her head. Thank Gandi he did to. I tried my best to stop them but, I couldn't be with Kim all hours of the day.

We were with each other much more than usual though. I thought we were joined at the hip before but, after the scene with Paul and Jared we had become almost inseparable as could be. It felt nice having someone to lean on for support.

So while I was fuming, Kim was sobbing, Jared was pouting, Paul was just brooding and moping and being a schmutz.

I don't know exactly what a schmutz is but I heard my Grandma say it about a guy who beat her at bingo so it must be really bad. Old people know the best curse words.

The only thing either me or Kim had to look forward to was moving on. Okay mostly me.

Don't get me wrong. I cared for Paul very much. I may have even been in love with him but I can live without him. I can stand on my own two feet. Kim wasn't doing as well.

She is so sensitive. I thought that's why she and Jared had made such a perfect couple. He had always been so careful not to hurt her and he defended her when I was mad. I understood his mood swings about as much as I understood Paul's.

Was it these boys time of the month or what?

Kim and I were talking to Fawn two weeks before the dance like we had done everyday since Jared left our table (and taken his snooty cheerleader friends with him). She had a date named Adam he was a junior at Forks High and as she put it he was a 'total super hunk'. EW.

"Well anyway it doesn't matter because unless I find two dates for his friends he wouldn't go with me to the homecoming dance." She sighed. Score!!!!!

"We'll go for you, Fawn." My voice trickled with sickly sweetness.

Things were only going to get much worse if we didn't get over these boys. So I had a plan of attack. He he he.

There weren't many things that happened at Quilette High School. We had one pep rally a year, prom, graduation, not many football games and that was about it. Except for one other thing.

The homecoming dance was the event of the year. All classes could buy tickets and everyone who was anyone went. I and Kim missed it last year of course. Not this year though. It was ladies choice and we were going to have amazing dates!!!! Okay maybe I only assumed they were amazing.

Also, I would probably have to drag Kim to the stupid thing. We both hate dances. Maybe the one thing we have in common. She hates dancing and I hate all school sponsored events and, most everyone we went to school with.

So, why you ask did I want to go to a cliqued typical high school event instead of spending my quality time writing angry letters to my senator and various owners of makeup companies that used animal testing? It may have a teeny bit to do with having Paul see me out with someone else looking super hot. Or it may have a lot.

"Yeeeee!!! I can't wait we can all get our nails done together, and pick out our dresses, and do our hair! I can't wait this will be so much fun!!!!!!!" squealed Fawn.

"Whatever." Kim sighed staring at her pizza. Just staring.

"Yeah it'll be great." I silently prayed to regain my sanity.

Kpov

I have never been sadder in my life. Why would I want to go to a dance? I don't want to get pretty unless Jared was going to see me. Wait.

I bolted straight up in my chair and turned to Brooke.

"Do you know something I don't?"

"About what?" she asked innocently with a sly smile. Uh oh. I knew that look.

"I am not taking part in your shinanagans, Brooke." I said trying to keep a straight face. Almost, sort of, forgetting about him. Brooke had a small way of letting me do that for myself. Our friendship was like air. It was a little thing I hadn't considered or appreciated but, when it was gone I had been suffocating in loneliness.

"C'mon we're partners in crime!" she joked.

"No, you are the sole evil doer to all these master schemes. I just watch timidly from the sidelines having enough sense not to get in your way." I smiled for the first time in days.

"Ummm…. Guilty by association?" we both cracked up while Fawn looked at us like we were crazy freaks. That's okay though, because every once in a while you have to act like a crazy freak. Normal is boring.

Just as Fawn finely came around and joined in our fit of laughter the two people we were trying to forget walked in the cafeteria and looked straight at us in surprise we immediately ceased our laughter and my eyes connected with Jared. I could handle years of him ignoring me but, this was just not fair.

I turned away to assess Brooke. She was glaring at Paul with a fierce determination. Something happened outside of Jared's house that afternoon. Whatever it was it made her angrier than I've ever seen her, and that's saying something. She would never admit it but, really Brooke hid her pain well. It was easier for her to hide behind rage. She liked to lie to herself. But I knew the truth. She missed Paul badly and was hurt.

She always takes care of me. I should maybe try and go to the dance for her. Who knows, I might even have fun.

"I'll go to the dance." I said.

"Great!" Brooke said pleasantly surprised.

I didn't notice it then but, Jared began shaking and ran out of the cafeteria.

(A/N) I know it's short. Maybe if I had more reviews my chapters would be longer. Hint hint. Finally, I got part of a chapter from Kim's Pov. Just tell me whose Pov you want in the dance chapter. That will be uber fun to write!!!!!