QUICK! A/N- I don't own anything. *sob* I know, I know, so sad, but don't cry for me, SSX-ers. Dedicated to one of my muses-Cheryl, my SSX muse, who basically held me hostage to write more. Enjoy, enjoy (I know, I look like a sick puppy with my ElisexEddie-ness).

Name A/N- "Crush" Was chosen for its double-meaning:
Crush:
(1) Conquer (bring one to his knees)
(2) Infatuation, passion

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Elise rolled her eyes, blowing out a breath and watching as the mist that had suddenly appeared, disappeared. "Great day we're having." She finished strapping her feet to her board and stood, looking around Garibaldi. True, not the jumps she wished she had--Tokyo Megaplex would've calmed her more, but right now, beggars couldn't be choosers. Not that she was a beggar. Just a very, *VERY* pissed off blonde. She managed to get over the fact that for six--COUNT 'EM, SIX!--months, Eddie and Marisol had flirted like there was no tomorrow. She managed to get over the fact that he talked about her endlessly for a good three weeks. She even managed to accept it when they started going out. Hell, she was 24, she should like guys her own age! ...Not that she liked Eddie... But the ONE thing she couldn't accept, no matter how she tried, was how Eddie totally turned on her after two months of being Marisol-inized.

She didn't even realize she'd gotten this used to the course when she opened her eyes and saw she was halfway down the first jump, in mid-trick. A few more jumps, then she'd be warmed up enough to use some of her bigger tricks to calm her down. Whenever Marisol got on her tail, she just went to the slopes. Not *ALWAYS*, though. Before, she would go talk to Eddie and they'd laugh about how juvenile Marisol had acted. Not anymore. Now she was officially friend-less. ...Well, with the acceptions of Kay, Zoe, and Brodi. Zoe wasn't good for Marisol-bashing, though, because she was friends with her. Kaori would listen, but not add in comments like Eddie did. Brodi, Brodi wasn't one to talk about hate if you said you hated huge-ass-blood-sucking mosquitos even if one just bit him. 'And here we are, ladies and gentleman. Last jump of Garibaldi.' She scoffed. 'Newbie slopes.' One LaLaLa Lock Step and she crossed the finish line. 'Time for a harsh trip back to reality.'
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Eddie looked up from his spot on next to Marisol to see Elise. Her eyes were still covered by her sunglasses, but he could've sworn he saw her roll her eyes at the couple cuddled on the couch.
"How much snow did you eat this time?" Marisol said, not looking up from the latest copy of Cosmo that had graced the doorstep with its presence.
"Worried I'll beat your record?" Elise replied calmly, not even batting an eye.
Marisol simply glared, which caused a small smile to grace Elise's lips. 'At least I still can piss her off.' She looked towards the kitchen as Zoe popped her head out, covered in flour, chocolate, and what looked like vanilla creme.
"Anyone want an eclair?"
"Who made 'em?" Eddie asked, warily.
"Well, let's see, she's covered in the three vital ingredients used to make eclairs, so I'm gonna take a stab at it and say she did."
"Give the girl a prize." Zoe smiled. Kaori suddenly poked her head out too, looking much like Zoe did.
"I helped." She stated, holding out a donut. Elise raised an eyebrow before pulling off her gloves and taking it. A quick inspection (which included sticking her finger into the center to make sure it really WAS cream in there) showed her it wasn't poisonous. Didn't look poisonous, anyway. Plus, Kaori and Zoe had drawn each person's symbol on their donut. She took a bite, then swallowed, giving the two a thumbs-up.
"I'm gonna head upstairs, if anyone needs me." She turned and started to walk upstairs.
"And who would?" Marisol stated, and, although he probably tried to muffle it, she heard Eddie's snicker perfectly. Taking a deep breath, she ignored the two, continuing on her ascension to her room. Once inside, she dropped the donut on a slip of clean computer paper--why waste two girls' really yummy donut? She could always eat it later.--and quickly changed into a pair of baggy jeans and a gray sweatshirt about three sizes too big on her before heading up to the roof. She saw Psymon and raised an eyebrow, but kept walking to the side of the house that had the best view, in her opinion. Sitting down, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes, smelling the crisp breeze and imagining she was anywhere but in this house. When she re-opened the eyes, she saw Psymon was now hovering over her.
"What?" She sighed.
"You're aware it's my roof-time, right?"
"We don't have roof-time, Psymon."
"We do now."
"Well, I'm having a moment and I need roof-time. It's a matter of life and death."
"You're dying?" It was said in a sarcastic, happy "YAY!" tone, but it was said nonetheless.
"Feels like it sometimes." She mumbled. She almost sighed when he sat next to her.
"Listen, I don't like you about 94% of the time, but lucky for you it's the other 6% right now." She gave him a look.
"Is this going anywhere or am I listening to you babble for no reason?"
"Hey, don't get bitchy on me, I'm just checking to see if you're ok."
"I'm fine."
"You don't look fine."
"Haven't heard that one before."
"You know what I mean."
"Listen, I know how hard it is for you to do this and be mushy and have your good deed for the month checked off, but keep looking, because I don't feel like talking." A few minutes of silence, and she thought he might leave.
"He betrayed you." It was a simple statement, but it almost brought tears to her eyes.
"What?" She croaked out, almost hurting herself for how pathetic it sounded when her voice cracked.
"Come on, Elise, you and Marisol are pure enemies, maybe it's that ego she carries around. Or yours." She smiled a tiny bit. "He knew that, and picked her. So this might not be easy, but I'm giving you some advice. Let him go. Act like he was always your enemy. Because if you don't, she's going to see him as your weak link and use him against you as much as possible." And with that, he stood up and left her alone.
"Thanks, Psymon." She whispered. Isn't it funny when the toughest guy out of all of them sits down for one of those 'It's Okay' talks?

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Zoe stared at Eddie and Marisol from behind, not believing what she saw. Even though they had been going out for so long, it was weird to see them all quality-time. 'Two months of going out with her really changed him,' she decided she liked him more when he was Elise's friend. Kaori nudged her.
"Do not spy." She scolded, and Zoe grinned a little at her, closing the small half-door in the counter that let them see right into the living room.
"Sorry, Kay, it's kinda hard not to stare though. Like a trainwreck."
"It is for Elise." Psymon grumbled, stomping in and frightening Kaori enough so that she dived behind Zoe.
"Taking it as bad as I thought, huh?"
"Yeah." And with that, Psymon handed her a 20 dollar bill. "Didn't know the girl has feelings. She looks like she's about to cry." Kaori popped out of her hiding spot.
"I'll go talk to her!!!" She ran out of the room, leaving Psymon and Zoe staring at each other, confused about what just happened. After a second, she popped her head back in. "And do not bet on people's feelings!"