Sugar and Spice: 3/?
by Emilie Eden
Disclaimer: See part one.
Notes: This is extremely short, but I haven't written anything on this fic in a while, so I thought I would go ahead and submit it. I didn't want you guys to think I had forgot about it, because I haven't.
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Tyler walked behind Caitie, his hands on her shoulders, as he lead her down the hall. He spotted an empty classroom and walked inside, motioning for Caitie to sit down in one of the desks.
"You okay?" He asked, sitting down beside her.
Caitie nodded wordlessly, holding her head in her hands. After a few minutes, she finally spoke. "It's like we're in some kind of alternate universe."
Tyler laughed. "Something like that," he agreed. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Fine," she sighed, glancing over at him. "I'm really pathetic, aren't I?"
"I don't think so," Tyler replied honestly. "You just feel..."
Caitie laughed dryly. "Don't finish that, ok?" She tucked her hair behind her ears and leaned back to look at the ceiling. "You're being really calm about this. I thought you were like, infatuated with Val."
"I am...err, was. I don't know." Tyler shrugged his shoulders. "Am I that bad? Do I really act like I'm infatuated with her?"
"Oh yeah," Caitie laughed. "Definitely. You follow her around like a little puppy begging for a treat or something."
"Hey!" He exclaimed, crossing his arms over his chest. "I do not..."
Caitie turned so that she was facing him and grinned. "You're such a liar."
"What about Jamie?" Tyler raised his eyebrow. "You are so jealous. Admit it."
"If I'm jealous, which I'm not, it's only because he has barely spoken to me lately." Caitie sighed again. "They're like, my best friends, you know? And now all of a sudden they're dating and don't even tell me? It's like, 'Caitie, who?'"
"Is that how you feel?"
Both Caitie and Tyler looked up, only to see Jamie standing in the doorway.
Caitie muttered under her breath, trying to decide if she should be embarrassed or angry. "How long have you been listening?"
"Long enough..." Jamie's eyes landed on Tyler. "Can you give us a minute?"
Tyler looked over at Caitie and, at her nod, stood up. "Yeah, I think I'll go find Val." He walked out of the room, leaving Jamie and Caitie alone.
Jamie walked over to where Caitie was and took a seat beside her.
"You could have told me," Caitie said softly. "I would have understood."
"Would you?" Jamie asked, raising his eyebrow. "If I would have just went up to you and said I liked her, you would have been completely okay with it?" He shook his head in disbelief. "I seriously doubt it."
Caitie's jaw dropped in surprise. "How can you even..." She stood up and began pacing the room. "I can't believe you!"
"What is so hard to believe, Caitie? I like Val. She likes me. Deal with it, ok?" Jamie ran a hand through his hair.
"Jamie, this has nothing to do with Val, ok? Nothing!" Caitie stood in front of him, leaning on the desk he was sitting in. "This is about you and me."
"There is no 'you and me,'" he replied.
"Yeah, I'm aware of that, thanks." Caitie gave him a disgusted look as she made her way to the door. "Just forget it, Jamie. Forget whatever you heard today and, you know what?" She spun around so that she was facing him again. "Forget that we were ever friends." With that, she left the classroom, leaving Jamie alone.
by Emilie Eden
Disclaimer: See part one.
Notes: This is extremely short, but I haven't written anything on this fic in a while, so I thought I would go ahead and submit it. I didn't want you guys to think I had forgot about it, because I haven't.
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Tyler walked behind Caitie, his hands on her shoulders, as he lead her down the hall. He spotted an empty classroom and walked inside, motioning for Caitie to sit down in one of the desks.
"You okay?" He asked, sitting down beside her.
Caitie nodded wordlessly, holding her head in her hands. After a few minutes, she finally spoke. "It's like we're in some kind of alternate universe."
Tyler laughed. "Something like that," he agreed. "Are you sure you're okay?"
"Fine," she sighed, glancing over at him. "I'm really pathetic, aren't I?"
"I don't think so," Tyler replied honestly. "You just feel..."
Caitie laughed dryly. "Don't finish that, ok?" She tucked her hair behind her ears and leaned back to look at the ceiling. "You're being really calm about this. I thought you were like, infatuated with Val."
"I am...err, was. I don't know." Tyler shrugged his shoulders. "Am I that bad? Do I really act like I'm infatuated with her?"
"Oh yeah," Caitie laughed. "Definitely. You follow her around like a little puppy begging for a treat or something."
"Hey!" He exclaimed, crossing his arms over his chest. "I do not..."
Caitie turned so that she was facing him and grinned. "You're such a liar."
"What about Jamie?" Tyler raised his eyebrow. "You are so jealous. Admit it."
"If I'm jealous, which I'm not, it's only because he has barely spoken to me lately." Caitie sighed again. "They're like, my best friends, you know? And now all of a sudden they're dating and don't even tell me? It's like, 'Caitie, who?'"
"Is that how you feel?"
Both Caitie and Tyler looked up, only to see Jamie standing in the doorway.
Caitie muttered under her breath, trying to decide if she should be embarrassed or angry. "How long have you been listening?"
"Long enough..." Jamie's eyes landed on Tyler. "Can you give us a minute?"
Tyler looked over at Caitie and, at her nod, stood up. "Yeah, I think I'll go find Val." He walked out of the room, leaving Jamie and Caitie alone.
Jamie walked over to where Caitie was and took a seat beside her.
"You could have told me," Caitie said softly. "I would have understood."
"Would you?" Jamie asked, raising his eyebrow. "If I would have just went up to you and said I liked her, you would have been completely okay with it?" He shook his head in disbelief. "I seriously doubt it."
Caitie's jaw dropped in surprise. "How can you even..." She stood up and began pacing the room. "I can't believe you!"
"What is so hard to believe, Caitie? I like Val. She likes me. Deal with it, ok?" Jamie ran a hand through his hair.
"Jamie, this has nothing to do with Val, ok? Nothing!" Caitie stood in front of him, leaning on the desk he was sitting in. "This is about you and me."
"There is no 'you and me,'" he replied.
"Yeah, I'm aware of that, thanks." Caitie gave him a disgusted look as she made her way to the door. "Just forget it, Jamie. Forget whatever you heard today and, you know what?" She spun around so that she was facing him again. "Forget that we were ever friends." With that, she left the classroom, leaving Jamie alone.