Summary: A new girl comes to Eden Hall, befriending Adam. He's able to tell her anything he wants to. Except for one thing. She's falling in love with the guy he's falling in love with. *SLASH*

Author's Note: This is my first shot at MD slash so please bear with me here.

This is slash so if you don't like it…DON'T READ IT!          

Disclaimer: I only own Kori, Shane, Jordan, and Fulton's girlfriend.

Kori

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            "Okay, that's great and all, but how do you feel?" I stopped walking and looked up at Adam. If there was one thing I'd learned about Adam Bradley Banks, it was the fact that Eden Hall's number 99 hockey player liked to keep things all bottled up inside until he was ready to explode. And in no way, shape, or form was that supposed to be good for you. Figuring that out was the easy part. It was convincing him to let go and spill his feelings that would be hard. Even though the star center came on as a happy man, he wasn't all that content with things.

            "Are you going to tell me the problem or are we just going to sit here all night?" I asked again when Adam didn't respond. He raised his eyes to meet mine and the sadness in them just broke my heart. In all honesty, I was not a cliché type of person. I was not your average cheerleading prep. Come on, I dyed my hair pink!  But Adam made me see that being tough wasn't everything. And that was before he even opened his mouth. Now, I had to make it up to him, I had to help him.

            "I'm sorry," I said to him, "I didn't mean for it to come out that harsh. Adam, the whole thing at dinner…it means something."

            "I know," he whispered.

            "As your role as the best friend, you have to talk to him, find out what's bothering him."

            He shook his head vigorously.

            "Listen to me. Are you listening to me?" I pulled him onto a bench and titled his chin to look me in the eye. He nodded.

            "There's something bothering Charlie. And because you are his friend, because you care, you have to find out what it is. Chances are it won't be about his sexuality, but you can't be afraid like this Adam. It wouldn't be normal for you and he would probably figure it out on his own anyway." Adam thought about this for a moment before opening his mouth to speak.

            "It's just," he began, "It's just every time we talk, it gets to girls and Charlie's trying to set me up with girls and every time, I just want to scream, 'I love you, not some dumb girl.' No offense or anything."

            "None taken. And I understand that, but this time, the problem's big, you know? And you're the only one that can do this. You're the only one that will get through to him. Not me, not Portman, or anyone else. You."

            "Me?"

            "You. And I know you can do it. I believe in you. Now you need to believe in yourself."

            "But what about you and Charlie?"

            "I'll be fine." I really was going to be fine. It would just take some time, that was all.

            "Are you sure?"

            "Positive. No go talk to him." Adam stood up bravely and gave me a big hug.

            "Thanks Kori," he whispered in my ear before pulling away, kissing my cheek, then running off. I returned to my room, watching his retreating back, leaving the frosty courtyard behind.

            "That's the Love of You Life #2 you just gave away," I muttered under my breath as I walked into my empty room, reading a note from Yolanda, my room-mate. But was I really in love with Charlie? Or was I just trying to get over Jesse? No, not Jesse Hall. Jesse Schroden.

            Sighing, I dropped onto my bed. The empty room, devoid of any sign of life except for me, made me lonely and depressed. I spotted a box that I had yet to unpack, procrastinating the whole time I'd been at Eden Hall. Deciding that I'd better just do it, I picked up the box and flung it onto my bed. It was labeled 'Friends'. Hmm…interesting.

            Inside, contained almost every aspect about my friends back at my old school. I picked up a few pictures, all of Jordan, Shane, and me. My best friends. They were lovers. Jordan's hair was tipped neon blue and Shane's neon green. Both boys worked up at the mountains with me, only with my parent's divorce, I didn't apply that year. I love them both very much; they were like my brothers to me. There were also a collective amount of things from both my real siblings. Pictures and little good-bye notes, thought I received more from my brother than my sister. Just the same, I gave more to my brother than my sister. My 17-year-old brother Kevin moved with my mom to Illinois while I stayed with my dad in Minnesota. Mallory, my 23-year old sister lived on her own. She disapproved of Kevin and me. It was the colored hair (Kevin's was red). Our oldest brother, Steven, died in a car accident a year back.

            To tell the truth, I didn't have a whole lot of friends at my old school. And all my friends were boys; the girls stayed away from me like I had an extremely tropical disease. Don't ask me why because I don't know why. Shane Harrison, Jordan Keefe, Bryan McCauly (he was a senior and had his locker next to mine. He was an extremely nice preppy jock), and…Jesse Schroden were the only people who would talk to me. They all got together when they found out I was leaving, which was rare in itself because Jordan and Shane didn't hang-out with Bryan and Jesse (the two groups were totally opposite. I was more with Jordan and Shane), and made me a memory book. It was totally sweet of them and was given to me right before my dad drove us away. I swore I wouldn't red it before I arrived at Eden Hall and I kept to it.

            "It's time to read it," I muttered, opening the book. Each guy had his own page, but before all that was a bunch of 'us' memories. They had a 'Remember when…" page, an 'Inside Jokes' page, and a lot of pages filled with pictures. Shane, Jordan, and I were pointing to our hair and making funny faces in one, I found one of Bryan and I having organization lessons at our lockers, and there was one of Jesse and me at the sledding hills. He had picked me up and thrown me into the snow. The picture was taken right after. I lingered on a few more 'Kori, Jesse' pictures before flipping the page to be blinded with neon green. Shane's page. I laughed at the memories, at the jokes on each page. I last personal page was pink. Like my hair. It was Jesse's page. Glued to it were more pictures, more great memories, and an envelope. Inside it was a latter:

Kori,

            Saying that I'll miss you is an understatement. You came into Heartland High Academy with bold rage, a certain bitterness about you, and pink streaks in your hair. You were the newest addition to the Neon Haired Freaks and instead of showing the hurt it caused when people referred to you as that, you wore it proudly. You gave Shane and Jordan pride. And when my secret…when you discovered it, you did something about it. You were the only one who did and now I'm staying with Bryon's family until I get a foster family. And all those times you were there for me, I tried to repay. You are a great friend and I can't get close to helping you when you need it. I wasn't there for you at the one-year anniversary of your brother's death until Bryan slapped me and made me realize you needed a friend. I tried to comfort you when you found out about your parent's divorce. I tried to tell you everything would be okay. But I'm not good at that, so I'm sorry.

            But you see, there's something I never told you. Something you should know. You set me up with Danielle, remember? You helped me get her because that's what you thought I wanted. Well, Korienna Smith, for once you were wrong. I never wanted her. I wanted someone else. And I never had the guts to say. Last night, I realized this was my last chance. I broke it off with Danielle. Kori, I love you, more than you think. Please…call me soon.

Love,

Jesse Schroden

            I read the letter over and over again, surprised and stunned. 'Kori, I love you…' I head his voice saying those four words…the four words I had been longing to hear for months. And now, I finally got them. A month too late! I scrambled for the phone, quickly glancing at the clock. 11:42 PM. It was late, but I didn't care. If Adam could do it, so could I. I grabbed the phone and dialed the numbers that I'd memorized the second week of October, my second week at Heartland. Jesse's cell phone.

            "Hello?" Jesse picked up. Now what did I do?

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