And Then There Was You

Chapter Four

Mimi walked out of her last period class humming Limp Bizkit's "Faith" in her head. Faith? Yea, she needed a lot of that to get through her Psychology project. What on earth was Mrs. Perez thinking when she gave the class 'babies' that were in fact bags of potato chips. Couldn't she be normal and give sacks of flour, or even better actual dolls. No! Teachers here at SHS had to be difficult. People here had to be difficult. And speaking of difficult, Jan was heading her way.

"URG!! What luck!" Mimi mumbled to herself.

"Hey Meems! I see you've realized that nobody wants you and have taken to associating yourself with, what is that, a bad of potato chips," Jan drawled on as she approached Mimi.

"Stuff it Jan!" Mimi huffed as she continued to her locker.

"Wait Lockhart! I really need to know, what the hell is that for anyways?"

Mimi rolled her eyes. What was it with this chick? First she teases her and then she acts all concerned and interested.

"If you must know, this bag is for a psych project," she quickly stated and again tried to get away from Jan.

"What's the assignment? To prove that some morons would do anything for an A?"

Mimi was beginning to really get pissed. What the hell was Jan's problem? She decided, before she made a scene, she would just ignore Jan. She reached her locker and undid the lock. She opened her locker and was amazed at what she saw.

Inside her locker was a single yellow rose with a card attached.

This little surprise did not go unnoticed by Jan who immediately snatched the card away from Mimi.

"Who the hell would give you flowers?!?"

Jan quickly opened the note and was completely amazed by what she saw.

"To Mimi, I hate it when we fight, especially over stupid things. Without you, I would never do as good on the advice column and I'm sorry about earlier today. JASON," Jan read in a sing-song voice, saying Jason's name in disbelief.

"Why the hell would my boyfriend be giving you flowers?!?!"

"Well Jan, first of all, he's not your boyfriend since you started your whole 'Silence is Golden' charade on him. By the way, what happened to that? Because I gotta tell ya, I liked you a whole lot better when you didn't speak. Secondly, Jason and I are really good friends and whether or not he gives me flowers is none of your business. Now if you excuse me, as much as I would like to hear you rant about my previous statements, I've gotta go meet Jason to work on our Psychology project. Later hun!"

And with that, Mimi waved with a false smile, walked off on a fuming Jan and made her way to DotCom to meet Jason.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

"Hey Jase! What's up?" Mimi said and she slid into the booth Jason was sitting in at DotCom.

"You're awfully happy. What did you do?" Jason asked accusingly.

"I have done absolutely nothing," Mimi said matter of factly, a little too innocently.

Jason just stared at her with a knowing look.

"Okay, okay, don't have a cow! I just had a little run in with you ex and kinda told her off. No biggie."

Jason just smiled and pulled out his psych book.

"Yea, thanks for the details. They were highly informative. Anyway, we really should start this thing," he said as the plate of fries he had ordered before, arrived at the table.

*~*~*Three hours later*~*~*

Mimi sat in her bedroom staring at the bag of potato chips.

"Christopher Andrew Lockhart-Welles," she repeated to herself for what seemed to be the millionth time.

Her evening with Jason was absolutely wonderful in her mind. They seemed to get along better than they did actually working together on the advice column. Speaking of which, she still had to answer five letters to submit her column the next morning. Oh well, that would have to wait. She had other things in mind at the moment.

She pulled out her diary and her favorite pen and began to scribble.

'Dear D

Ever notice how one moment I can completely hate Jason Welles and the next I feel… well… I feel as if I'm in love with the boy. There, I said it. Happy now!?! Anyway, today he was completely being a jerk while we were working on the column. We kinda caused a scene in the newsroom. But that's not important, back to the story… Later in class, we were assigned partners for this really stupid Psychology project. Then after school I found a single yellow rose in my locker. He must have been talking to Philip! Unfortunately, my mood was ruined by Jan being there when I found the flower. After that, I met him at DotCom and we spent the most amazing afternoon together just talking. I never knew he could have such a sensitive side. LOL! Who would imagine? Jason Welles, sensitive? He definitely has changed from that annoying boy who used to tease me constantly about being homeless. Now if I could only get him to feel the same way I do, life would be absolutely perfect. Too bad that isn't possible. Why the hell does my love have to be unrequited?'

 Mimi sighed as she re-read her latest journal entry. Why was it that she could give great love advice to everyone else but herself?

After answering the letters as best as she could, she turned off her laptop and got into her PJs. She then put her new 'child' to bed and got comfortable herself.

"Night Chris," she then whispered, as she drifted off to sleep.

*TBC*

A/N: I know it's been a while since I updated. Sorry!!!! Life's been really busy. Thanks for the feedback though. It's been greatly appreciated. I'm on vacation for two weeks now for Easter (isn't my school just wonderful, two whole weeks) so I should be able to update a little more. Thanks again for reading and reviewing. Greatly appreciated. Gentle reminder: I don't own any of the characters so please don't sue me (you probably wouldn't get much anyway!)