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Jason's POV

I woke up late, around noon. I yawned and rubbed my eyes as last night's memories came back to me.

Crap.

I groan and lazily hide my face under the comforter.

Last night, after I went for a drive, I came back around 2:00 am. I quietly came in, using the spare key that Mr. McLean keeps in the flower pot and went to my room, careful not to make any noise.

I'm really tired. And hungry. And fucking mad.

I sigh and throw my comforter down and checked my phone. 12:18 pm. I bite my lip and go to brush my teeth and take a shower in my REAL bathroom. I really don't feel like walking all the way to Piper's bathroom.

After I get freshened up, I walk downstairs, where everyone's seated in the living room. I glance at all of them, ignoring my mom's eyes. "Good morning," I mumble.

"Good morning," they chorus back.

I make myself a bowl of cereal and sit down on the dining table. After I finish, I walk into the living room.

Thalia looks up at me and gives me a bright smile. "Hey, Sleeping Beauty."

I roll my eyes. "Hey there, Hunchback." I feel extra rude today.

Thalia ignores my jab and looks back at Luke with a dreamy look on her face. "So, anyway, everyone was cheering and I said yes."

What are you guys talking about?

"When Luke proposed to me," Thalia says, turning to me.

Oh. I didn't realize I said that out loud.

"Oh," I mumble.

"That's so SWEET!" Piper squeals.

I roll my eyes. "A little too perky, Pipes. A little too perky."

She turns to me with a murderous look on her face but then quickly composes herself and does something that surprises me.

She smiles at me.

I stare blankly at her before turning back to Thalia and Luke, feeling confused.

Piper wasn't supposed to smile at me! She was supposed to say a rude remark back at me!

"So, Jason," Mr. McLean says, turning to me. I look up and face him.

"Yeah?"

"Have you bought a tuxedo yet?"

"No, he hasn't," Mom answers for me.

I turn to her with a glare. I want to get back at her for being a bitch to my girlfriend. I want her to get mad, madder than I am at her.

"A tuxedo? Tuxedo for what?" I ask, laughing darkly without humor.

"For the wedding, Jason," Luke says.

"Wedding? What wedding? Who's wedding? I don't remember hearing about any wedding."

They all stare at me, trying to figure out what I'm doing.

"Thalia's wedding," Piper says quietly, almost whispering. I turn to her, with a nasty look.

"I don't remember anything about Thalia's wedding."

"Jason," Piper says, her face turning red from anger. But she quickly takes a deep breath, looking like she was trying to compose herself.

I turn to Thalia and shrug. "I don't remember anything about your wedding. And frankly, I don't really care about your wedding, or anything else. I'm sorry everyone, but I'm not going."

"What?!" Mom almost screeches.

I turn to her and glare. "It's true," I say, getting up. "I don't give a shit about any wedding. I mean, if you don't give a shit about anything in my life, why should I care about yours?"

"Jason, what are you saying?" Thalia asks, her voice a little shaky.

I get up and shrug again. "You heard me, Thalia. I'm not going to your wedding. Sorry guys."

With that, I go to my room, leaving them, shocked.

The Next Morning

I go to school early, to avoid everyone at breakfast. I'm still mad, and I'm pretty sure they are, too.

I didn't really ever have fights or tension between Thalia and I, but I think now, it's pretty...tense.

But I'm still DEFINITELY not going to the wedding.

I park my car and walk out of it, and notice a familiar face walking on the sidewalk.

Piper.

I scratch my head, confused. How come she's here so early?

After debating with myself if I should walk up to her or not, I finally call out her name. "Piper!"

She whips around and sees me, and stops. She also has a surprised look on her face.

I walk up to her. "What are you doing here so early?" I ask, once I reach up to her.

"I could ask the same."

"I woke up early, and I didn't see you."

"That's because I woke up the earliest. I walk to school, remember?"

"But not this early."

Her cheeks flame red and she looks down. "Yeah."

"Why?"

She shrugs, still looking down.

"Hello? I'm asking you something."

Piper finally mumbles something so low, that I can't hear it. I frown. "What?"

"I wanted to avoid you."

I blink, bewildered. "Why?"

"Do you really need to know everything?" she snaps.

"Gods, Piper. I'm just asking a question!" I snap back.

She stays silent for a moment and then something suddenly comes to my mind from Saturday night.

"What's going on with you and Dylan anyway?" I ask her.

She looks up and bites her lip. "I have to go."

Before I can reply, she walks away from me, leaving me standing alone on the sidewalk.

Piper's POV

I walk away from him, as quickly as I can. I walk to my locker and get my stuff.

I'm only avoiding him because I feel guilty about the whole Reyna thing. I know that I'm the reason why Georgia was being all rude to her. I know that if I talk to him, I'll only make him madder and I'll feel even guiltier. I really don't wanna argue with him.

But, boy, he's not making this easy.

I mean, seriously? Not going to your OWN sister's wedding? How can he even do that? I really want to knee that boy in the groin and talk some sense into him but...I can't argue with him.

I just have to stay away from him. It's not that hard.

It'll be simple.

Right?

After School

I'm gathering my stuff from my locker when suddenly, someone taps my shoulder. I whip around and come face to face with Dylan.

"Whoa, there," he chuckles.

"Oh, it's just you," I say in relief, feeling myself blush.

"Wow, I'm SO feeling the enthusiasm, Piper," he says in fake hurt. I burst out laughing. He cracks a smile.

"Hey, hurry up. I'm dropping you home," Dylan tells me. I nod. "Alright," I reply. After I'm done gathering my stuff, we walk to his motorcycle.

"Hop on," he says, holding up a helmet to me. "Wear this."

I stare at it blankly. "Why are you giving me a helmet?"

"Because you can get hurt," he explains, with a trace of 'duh' in his voice.

"You didn't give me a helmet before."

"And now I'm giving you one."

"Well, I'm not wearing it."

"Piper, you can get hurt."

"So can you!"

"I've been riding for a long time, Piper," he says, obviously getting impatient.

"Well, I don't care. I'm not wearing a helmet."

Dylan stares at me for about three seconds and bursts out laughing. I stare at him, confused.

"Why are you laughing?" I ask.

"B-because!" he says, in between laughs. "You're so damn STUBBORN!" He starts laughing even harder.

I roll my eyes and cross my arms, waiting for him to stop laughing.

He keeps laughing.

I wait.

He's still laughing.

I wait more.

He's still laughing.

I wait even more.

Why is he still laughing?

I let out a frustrated noise and turn to walk away, but he grabs my arm before I can.

"Where are you going?" he asks, finally calming down. But his lips are still twitching, like he's trying to control myself.

"I'm walking home," I answer, struggling against his grip. But he's too strong.

"No you're not. I'm dropping you home." All signs of laughing disappear from his face.

"Well, not anymore."

Dylan pulls my arm gently so I come closer to him. I'm about three inches away from his face.

"I'm sorry," he says, simply.

I feel myself blush for no absolute reason. Say something, idiot. "Uh, I, um-"

"Let's go. And fine, you don't have to wear the helmet," he interrupts me, smiling softly at me.

My face turns even more red as I climb onto the back of his motorcycle behind him. Dylan starts the engine and we leave.

After Dylan drops me off, I say bye to him as he leaves and walk to the entrance of the door. I fish in my pocket for my keys and curse as I remember that I forgot them in my room.

I'm about to knock when suddenly, the door opens, revealing a frowning Jason.

I open my mouth to tell him to move, when he cuts me off.

"Why did you come home with Dylan?" he demands.

I roll my eyes. "What's it to you?" I mentally smack myself for challenging him. Control your anger, Piper. Control.

"Why aren't you answering my question? And I also want to know what's up with that text he sent you on Saturday."

"Can you please move?" I ask him, ignoring his questions.

"You're avoiding my questions. Why? Are you guys hooking up with each other or something?"

"I'm not avoiding-what?"

"You guys are sleeping together, aren't you?"

"Excuse me? You have no idea what-"

"Gods, Piper," he says, shaking his head. "I thought you were better than that. But you're just like every other slut who hooks up with-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I bark. Jason immediately becomes quiet and flinches at the tone of my voice. But I can care less. I'm done being nice. Jason is implying that I'm a slut.

I clench my fists. "You are such a JERK! I can't believe you!" I shout at him. "For your information, Dylan is a really NICE guy! Unlike YOU!"

"Oh yeah? Do you NOT know about his reputation?"

"He might have done that before, Jason! But not with me! I've never slept with him! You just can't mind your own business, can you?"

He stays quiet.

"You're an ASSHOLE! You're the bad guy here! You're not going to your own sister's wedding!"

"I have my reasons!" Jason argues.

"Yeah, well they're STUPID reasons!" I yell. "I know you're mad about Reyna being dissed by your mother, but SERIOUSLY? Thalia has nothing to do with it! What's wrong with you?!"

He opens his mouth to speak but closes it. He opens it again and hesitates and closes it.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. "How about you stop being the selfish jerk you usually are and think about who you're affecting for a change? How do you think Thalia is feeling right now about her own brother not coming to her wedding?"

Jason looks down and sighs. Then, after what seems like forever, he looks up with a smile on his face. "Piper, you're even more feisty than before."

I open my mouth to say something but nothing comes out. I feel myself blush. "Get out of my way," I manage.

He smirks at me and walks away, towards the living room. I walk in, mentally slapping myself over and over again.

Who exactly won here?

Jason's POV

I take a deep breath and knock on Thalia and Luke's bedroom door.

"Yeah?" Thalia's voice calls.

"Uh, it's me. Jason. Can I come in?"

I hear some shuffling right before the door opens, revealing Thalia. She sucks in a breath. "Come in."

I hesitantly walk in and look around. "Where's Luke?" I ask, as Thalia sits down on the edge of the bed. I sit down next to her.

"He's gone with Tristan and Mom. They're checking out the cakes and stuff."

"Oh. Why are you here?"

"I had a headache. But I'm better now."

"Oh." An awkward moment of silence passes until I finally speak up. "Um, I wanted to apologize," I mumble.

"For what?"

"For being all rude this morning. I wasn't thinking straight. I guess I was too mad to see how much I affected you."

"Yeah. I understand. I know, you were mad about the whole Reyna thing. Mom just really likes Piper."

"A lot," I mutter.

Thalia cracks a smile. "Hey, come on! Piper's not really that bad. I actually think she's pretty cool. And weren't you guys friends before? I saw her before somewhere."

"Yeah, yeah," I say quickly, avoiding what she said. "Anyway. I'm still going to the wedding. And I don't care if you already dis-invited me. I'm gonna come no matter what."

Thalia grins even wider and in a heartbeat, she grabs me and gives me a tight bear hug.

"Thalia! You're crushing me!"

"I don't give a crap!" she yells, hugging me even tighter.

"Thalia! LET. GO!" I laugh.

"No!"

"You asked for it!" I manage to free my hands and start tickling her sides. She jumps and starts laughing uncontrollably. "JASON! STOP!"

"NEVER!"

"JASON! IF YOU DON'T LET GO RIGHT NOW, I WILL TELL EVERYONE ABOUT THE TIME YOU TRIED TO EAT A STAPLER!"

I immediately stop tickling her and we both collapse on the bed, laughing like idiots.

And I couldn't be happier.

Yeah, yeah! I'm sorry! I've just been a little busy, alright?

Oh, and I just need to get some things straight, okay?

First of all, Jason STILL doesn't know that Piper is dating Dylan.

Second of all, Dylan actually LIKES Piper. He's not a bad guy. Yet...

But I'm not gonna spoil anything for you so yeah. Remember to REVIEW! Until next time!

~maybeitslaiba~