*So, this is a short chapter, but i promise more to come. Thanks for the R/R i've received so far.

Virgins

Angela VO* So, I don't know if I ever really considered Jordan my boyfriend. I guess I did. But he never like…really was. We never spent a lot of time together like, Kyle and Sharon. We never even had a lot of fun together like Rickie and Delia. We just were…were fooling ourselves…I guess.

"What is going on?" Rayanne demanded, approaching Rickie at his locker.

"What? What do you mean?" Rickie asked alarmed, looking around the hallway energetically.

"What? Look at Angela! Is that Krakow standing like, two inches from her face?"

"Yea…yea it is." Rickie smiled, "Isn't it sweet or something?"

"I don't get it! Isn't Krakow supposed to be like, like awkward and girless for like years to come? I mean…it's in his cards to like remain a virgin, for all time."

"Angela's a virgin." Rickie pointed out matter-of-factly. "I'm a virgin!"

"There are two totally different kinds of virgins. You know that! There is the type that exists by their own choosing which clearly classifies you and Angela and then there are the types that exist just because…well you know…because they can't get any."

"You think this is my own choosing?"

"Well isn't it?"

"I wish."

"I mean, she's totally in love with Catalano all year and now she's with Krakow. They are like night and day."

"Don't you think that like, maybe…Jordan and Angela were like night and day?"

"I don't understand." Rayanne repeated, ignoring Rickie.

"It's because of the letter…" Rickie tried to explain.

"Yea, yea! I know about the letter…ok?" Rayanne huffed, "Maybe, I should write her a letter." She then admitted sincerely.

"Rayanne…I don't think…"

"That's it! A letter! I'll write her a letter. She'll totally love it! I mean, how can she stay mad at me when it's obvious she doesn't care about Jordan anymore." Rayanne declared excitedly, "Thanks Rickie!" she kissed his cheek and ran off.

"No, wait…Rayanne?"

"What was that about?" a voice asked.

"What?" Rickie turned around to see Jordan standing behind him. "Oh like…hi…hey!" he stated awkwardly.

"What did Graf just say?"

"What? You mean…like, about…uh…what do you mean?"

"About Angela."

"Uh…well you know…" Rickie's eyes quickly shifted to Angela and Brian, back to Jordan, and back again, making Jordan turn in that direction to see what Rickie was so nervously eyeing.

Jordan just stared blankly, unsure how to react. He watched as Angela and his tutor 'the brain' laugh and stand close to one another. It bothered him, more than he thought it could but he couldn't express it nor show it.

"See, it was like…that letter." Rickie tried to explain cautiously.

Jordan turned back around to Rickie, saying nothing for a few seconds…just staring. "I didn't know he felt like that…about her." He said softly, slowly.

"I think…I think it was like obvious, that he did…or whatever." Rickie said softly back.

Jordan was silent again, for a few seconds, giving Rickie a helpless expression. Then he walked away in the opposite direction as if it didn't bother him.Alone, Rickie glanced once more down the hall at Angela and Brian. He couldn't help but grin.