Here's the second chapter of the rewrite :)

"Ali, time to get up," I heard someone say while I was still half-asleep, interrupting the fantastic dream I was having that involved Ryan Gosling and an isolated island. I cracked opened one of my eyes and saw Jen and Mia hovering over my bed.

"Go away," I mumbled as I pulled the blankets over my head and rolled over, praying to resume my dream since Ryan was just about to tell me he loved me.

"Nope, rise and shine," Mia said as she pulled the blankets off of me and threw my uniform at my face. "Go change, we'll be inside waiting."

"Why am I friends with the two of you again?" I muttered as I rolled out of bed and headed toward the bathroom.

"Because we're the only two people who find your sarcasm and 'the world hates me' outlook at life charming," Jen said as she pushed me to hurry me along. "Be quick. As beautiful as Mr. Bradley is, he always has a huge stick up his ass during first period."

"Calm down, I'm hurrying," I said as I changed out of my pajamas and into my uniform: a grey and black plaid skirt, a white button down three-quarter sleeve shirt, and a matching plaid tie. I took my hair out of its ballerina bun and twirled it around my fingers to make it curl, brushed my teeth, and applied some mascara and cover-up so I didn't look like a zombie.

"Seven minutes, not bad," Mia said approvingly as she threw a granola bar at me when I stepped out of the bathroom. "Let's go."

"Your room is disgusting again, by the way," Jen said and rolled her eyes.

I glanced back toward my room and appraised the mess. The bright blue area rug was covered with dirty clothes. My desk in the corner was littered with papers and I wasn't too sure if my MacBook was still on it or not. My bed was a disaster, too. The black sheets weren't even on the bed anymore, and thanks to Mia, my black and bright blue striped comfortor was thrown into a corner. It was a disaster and it really did need to be cleaned, but I wouldn't give Jen the satisfaction of being right. Not this early in the morning anyway.

"I don't see anything wrong with it," I shrugged as I locked the door to our dorm.

"Of course you don't," Jen said.

"Come on, we're wasting precious time. Instead of arguing about my mess, let's get to class on time so I don't have to hear you bitch anymore," I said as I pulled her and Mia toward the stairwell.

"I don't understand the big rush," Mia said as we walked down eight flights of stairs, from the fourth floor to the main floor. "We're seniors; he should be happy that we still show up to class."

"I don't like it when he's mad at me though, even though he's really hot when he's angry," Jen said and sighed as she pushed open the door and we began to walk across campus toward Killarney Hall, where a majority of the classrooms were.

"Does my brother know about your obsession with Mr. Bradley?" I asked as we walked into the building.

"Of course he does, just like I know about his love for Ms. Mason," Jen said.

We walked toward our classroom when the sound of laughter coming from an almost empty hallway distracted us. It was a girl's laughter, giggles actually, and when there was a babbling idiot, Aiden wasn't too far away.

"Oh no, Missy's become one of Aiden's victims," Mia said and laughed as the three of us found their hiding spot. Aiden had Missy pushed up against one of the lockers down the hall as he kissed her neck and she kept giggling.

"Poor girl, there's no saving her now," I said sympathetically, until an idea popped into my head and I smirked. "Unless."

I walked closer toward Aiden and Missy to make sure they would hear me.

"Aiden, Drew wanted me to tell you that he picked up your crab shampoo last night. He left it in my room by mistake, I'll drop it off later."

"Crabs?" Missy said as she pushed him away. "About meeting you later, I'll pass."

"I don't have crabs, she's just busting my balls," he said and glared at me for ruining his chances of getting some kind of action later. "You're gonna pay for this."

"I'd love to see what you'll come up with," I said and smirked at him before walking away.

The bell just rang, letting me know that I was late for Mr. Bradley's class. I slowly opened the door and braced myself for his wrath as I walked to my seat.

"Lovely for you to finally join us, Miss Hale," he said crankily.

"Sorry, Mr. Bradley," I said quietly. "I got into an arguement with Aiden."

"Ah, so the usual," he said and I nodded. "Very well. Seeing how it's first period, I am in a horrible mood."

"Really? I wouldn't have guessed it," Tyler said from the back of the room, causing everyone to burst out in laughter.

"Yes, really. Thank you for the sarcasm, Mr. DeSantis," Mr. Bradley said nastily. "As I was trying to say, I don't feel like dealing with any of you at the moment. Just start your homework, which is to outline chapter three."

Jen turned toward me so we could talk, since neither of us had any interest in outline chapter three of our history textbooks.

"We have to finish our college applications so we can send them in," she said.

"I know. I'm almost done with some, just need to figure out what schools to send them too."

"You're really not going to stay here?"

"No shot. I'm leaving, going away for school. Maybe Boston or New York."

"I can't believe you really want to leave Chicago," she said in amazement.

"I need to get out, I need a change."

"I'd be so scared. I don't want you to leave me," she pouted.

"It's only like a two day drive," I said and laughed. "No big deal."

"Oh yeah, none at all," she said dryly. "I'm sure I can make a two day drive out to New York every other weekend."

"Good, I'll have a mattress set up and waiting for you."

"What was the deal with you and Aiden back there?"

"My usual source of enjoyment," I said amd smiled. "Cockblocking him at any possible moment."

"You're horrible," she laughed. "He was probably pissed."

"Oh yeah, he was. So worth it."

"Why don't you start spending more time with him again? You two used to be so close, I don't understand what happened."

"Nothing happened," I said quickly. "We just grew apart, that's all. That happens sometimes."

"You grew apart? Bullshit. Come up with a better excuse next time I ask you that," she said and gave me a look.

"I'll work on it."

"So anyway," she said, changing the topic. "I was thinking. You know that cute kid in my physics class, Mike? Well, he asked about you and-"

"No!" I said loudly, cutting her off mid-sentence and attracting unwanted attention from the people sitting around us. "No, no more setting me up on dates. I've been out with the art freak, the kid who smelled like a gym locker, the guy who wore more make-up than me, and the on who knew every Snapple fact ever created."

"Chad was a nice guy though, why not give him another chance?"

"Because I already gave him my 'I'm a complete bitch' speech already. Once that's said, there's no going back."

"You did that already? After one date?" she yelled at me. "You sang the whole time!"

"And he still didn't get the hint that I wasn't interested until I gave him the speech," I snapped. "Listen, I appreciate that you're trying to set me up, but I'm happy being single."

"No, you're not. I've seen you happy before, so I know you're not happy now."

"I'm content with my happiness, let's just leave it at that."

"You shouldn't be content with happiness."

"Please, Jen."

"Fine, stay lonely," she said.

"Thank you, I will."

After what felt like an eternity, the bell finally rang. I threw my notebook into my bag and stood up from my desk.

"I'll see you later, I have Italian now."

"Have fun, watch your back," she said and winked as she walked out of the class. She knew Aiden sat right behind me in this class, and after this morning, I don't think he'll be too friendly.

I loved this class, but Aiden just ruined it for me. I walked into the classroom and sat down in my usual seat, toward the back so Ms. Cavalli didn't notice me napping. Aiden waltzed in and sat down in the empty seat right behind me. I had to force myself to ignore him rather than turn around to tell him a rude comment like I usually did.

"I'm not very happy with you at the moment," he sneered at me.

"You're so predictable," I said to him, not even bothering to turn around.

"How's that?"

"Whenever I piss you off, you bitch and complain about it to me during this class like I actually care. It interferes with my naps."

"Yeah, well," he stuttered, not knowing what to say.

"Yeah, well, uh, um," I mocked him. "Does the great Aiden Spencer have nothing to say for once? Good, I'm going to see. Ryan Gosling's waiting for me in dreamland."

"How was it being the third wheel again last night?"

"I wasn't."

"Who was the unlucky guy then?"

"Chad Howard."

"Poor kid. Must have been torture for him to be on a double date with you."

"You know what," I said, finally turning around. "Maybe I like being the wheel. I'm content."

"You sure do seem to enjoy it. You make no effort into finding a guy, you just put all your energy into ruining any chance I have with a girl."

"Not true. I ruin any chance you have with a girl because it's fun. Anyway, there's no guy here I'm interested in. College is next year and I plan on getting the hell out of Chicago, so what's the point in starting a relationship now?"

"So you'd rather push people away that could make you happier than contentment so you don't have to get hurt in the end. That's really healthy, I can see you're mentally okay in the head."

"Fuck off," I said, turning back around and going to sleep. He tried to talk to be again, knowing that I was really mad at him, but I just ignored him. He struck a nerve, a really big one.

The school day finished after a long six periods. I met up with Mia and headed over to Starbucks that was on campus.

"How was your day?" she asked as we took our Frappuccinos and sat down at a small table in the corner.

"Okay," I said and shrugged. "Aiden's tighty-whities are still all knotted up from this morning when gave him blue balls since I told Missy he has crabs."

"So mad I missed that. I spotted Amanda in the hallway and I needed her to help me with a homework question," Mia said as she shook her head.

"Look who's coming over here," I said as I watched Missy make a beeline toward our table. "What's up, Missy?"

"Does Aiden really have crabs?" she asked me nervously.

"No, I was just kidding. Why are you freaking out?"

"I almost touched it," she said in a quiet, panicky whisper. "I was scared that I would get them."

"No, you usually get them if you slept with him, since his man parts would touch your lady parts," I said, trying very hard not to laugh in her face. "Like I said, though, he's clean."

"Thank God, that's such a relief," she sighed. "I'll see you later, bye!"

"Bye!" I said and waited for her to leave before hyserical laughing. "That was priceless."

"Some girls are just pathetic," Mia said as she controlled her breathing from laughing so hard. "How was the ride home last night with Chad, no one's told me anything."

"I kind of got lost in my own world in the car, then I gave him my usual speech."

"How'd he take that?"

"Fine, surprisingly. Much better than the make-up boy did. He had mascara running everywhere."

"Why don't you go try to find a boy on your own rather than Jen pick them for you, although you have some hilarious stories afterward."

"That would be nice, wouldn't it?"

"So why don't you go find a boy? You'll be a lot happier, won't you?"

"I'm really tired of hearing that question. Can we just leave it alone for now."

"For now," she said and let thesubject drop. That was the best thing about Mia, she knew when enough was enough.

Later that day, I was beyond stressed. Stressed to the point that I couldn't even deal with the mess in my room anymore and had to clean it. After an hour, I could finally see my floor again, found my MacBook which meant I could start my papers, and my bed was perfectly made.

"Jen and Mia will be proud," I said to myself. They were both out on dates with their significant other, leaving me all alone in our suite.

Underneath the pile of crap that was on my desk was a picture frame with a picture from sophomore year. It was of all of us at Buddy's. I smiled as I thought back to that time when we were all happy together. I placed the frame on my nightstand and picked up my phone to read the text I drafted.

"I'm going to regret this," I sighed as I hit send.

'Never thought you'd come around. I'll be up in five ;)' was the text message I received back instantly. I regretted sending it immediately once I heard the knock on my door. Opening it, I cringed at the sight of the person standing on the other side.

"Couldn't resist my charm anymore?" Aiden asked as he leaned against my doorframe.

"Just shut up and get in here so we can discuss," I said as I grabbed his arm and pulled him into my room.

"Such as?" he asked as he sat down on my bed.

"Such as the fact that my best friends think I'm miserable with a boy. Which means, in not so many words, they think I need to get laid," I said and waited for him to start laughing, but the laughter never came. He just pulled me closer to him and made me sit in his lap as he wrapped his arms around me.

"So you think I'm the one for the job?" he asked and I nodded. "What happened to never letting me touch you?"

"I've had a change of heart."

"Okay."

"Okay what?"

"Okay, let's do it."

"What, no laughing at me?"

"Do you want me to laugh at you?"

"Not particularly, but I was expecting it."

"I can laugh if you really want me too," he said and grinned at me. "But seriously, let's do it."

"This won't change a thing between us. I still really, really dislike you."

"For reasons I'm unaware of still."

"And that makes me dislike you even more," I sighed. "No relationship. No emotions. Just sex. No one will know."

"We can still hook-up with other people if the opportunity presents itself?"

"Yes, but I refuse to sleep with you after your prized possession was in some other girl."

"For how long?"

"At least two days, maybe three depending on the girl."

"Same goes for you then," he said and I nodded. "Then again, I doubt that'll be a problem. You wouldn't be asking me this if you actually were getting some."

"Get out," I said and moved to get off of him, but he pulled me back and turned me around so I was straddling him.

"What, no good night kiss?" he asked and I rolled my eyes.

He placed his hand on my cheek and pulled me closer to him. His lips touched mine ever so gently, and I could have sworn I felt a spark but I ignored it. He pressed his lips against mine again, with more force than before. He hands travelled up and down my sides, sending delicate shivers up my spine. As he was about to deepen the kiss, I pulled away.

"Good night, Aiden," I said as I got off him to open the door of my bedroom.

"Try not to dream of me too much tonight," he said as he opened the door of the suite and walked out into the hallway. I shut my bedroom door and fell back against it, sliding to the floor. I placed my head in my hands as I wondered what I just got myself into.

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