~Chapter 3~
"Paul? Paul, where are you?!" Joanie started quickly searching around the arena for her boyfriend. She bumped into Sean, but she proceeded to search for Paul anyway, until Sean spoke up. "Hey, Joanie. What's wrong?" "Have you seen Paul?" "No, why?" "I need to talk to him."
Joanie found Paul outside of his locker room, casually talking to Kevin, unaware of all the damage he had just inadvertently caused. "There you are!" "Yeah, what's going on?" Paul asked, oblivious to what was happening. "What's going on?! Look at this!" Joanie yelled, shoving the letter in Paul's face. "What's this? How did you find this? I thought I threw it in the.oh. I must have missed the garbage can." "Obviously, Paul." "Look, this is nothing. This whole letter, it means nothing." "So how long have you had this?" "What?" "How long have you had the letter?" "I dunno.I can't remember." "Yes you do." "Friday.maybe. I could be wrong, though." "That was the 'script', wasn't it?" "Perhaps.maybe.yeah." "Paul, why wouldn't you tell me about this? Something happened between you two, didn't it?" "No! Why does everyone keep accusing me of that?! Nothing happened, and nothing is gonna happen. Me and Steph already cleared that up." "You were talking to her?!" "Yeah, to tell her that we could never be together, that's all. Nothing more than that." "I can't believe you, Paul. First you lie to me, then you talk to Stephanie behind my back?" "Yeah, but, it's just because I didn't wanna hurt you." "Well, it's too late for that, Paul. Why couldn't you tell me about the letter if nothing happened with you and her?" "Because.I was afraid this would happen." "You don't trust me enough to tell me, do you?" "No, I trust you completely. I just didn't want you to get hurt, but suddenly, that doesn't seem like a good reason anymore." "It isn't." "You know, all I was trying to do was eliminate this problem before you found out about it! That's it! I didn't want you to get mad, but now you are. Okay, I could just have forgotten all about this, pretend it never happened, and just try to keep goin' with our relationship. But I felt bad, so I told Stephanie that we can't be together, and now that isn't even good enough for you! I don't have to take this anymore, and I'm not gonna." "Paul, what do you mean?" "I don't have to take this anymore. I was just trying to help." "So lying and doing things behind my back is gonna help?" "Shut up! Just shut up! I hate you!" Paul yelled, storming off into his locker room. Joanie stood there for a moment or two, tears swelling up in her eyes, and she too went off in a different direction opposite from Paul's.
"Sean, Sean! You missed it! It was the best fight ever!" Kevin said to Sean a short while later after the big fight. "A fight? Really? With who?" "Paul and Joanie." "Not a physical fight, right?" "Right." "Oh, you made it sound like it was a physical fight." "Nope, verbal." "Was it bad?" "Yeah, really bad." "Maybe we should go talk to 'em." "Yeah, okay. You go talk to Joanie and I'll talk to Paul." "Alright."
Sean went to Joanie's locker room, and was surprised to find that he was actually a bit nervous despite what he was feeling; he knocked on the door anyway. "Who is it?" Joanie asked from behind the door. "It's Sean." "What do you want?" "To talk to you. Can I come in?" "Yeah, sure." Sean came into the room and quickly saw that Joanie had been crying. He wasn't sure what to say to her to comfort her, especially since he wasn't even there when the fight happened. "So.Kev told me you and Paul got in a fight." "Yeah." "He said it was pretty bad." "It was." "What happened?" "I found Paul's little love letter from Stephanie." "Oh, that.but how?" "He missed when he threw it in the trash." "That makes sense." "So I confronted him, then he told me that he had talked to Stephanie." "Yeah, he talked to her to tell her that they couldn't be together." "So why couldn't he just tell me that?" "I dunno." "Wait.you knew about all this?" "Yeah, kinda. But only 'cause we're best friends." "If nothing is goin' on with them, then why would he choose not to tell me about the letter?" "I dunno. He didn't want to hurt you, I guess." "That's what he says, too. I just don't like that he's hiding things from me." "He probably shouldn't have done that. But there's not much you can do about now." "I know, but.you don't think he hates me, do you?" "No, why? Did he say that?" "Yeah." "But people says stuff they don't mean when they're mad. He definitely didn't mean that." "I hope so." Joanie said, wiping her eyes with a tissue. "Things are gonna work out, don't worry about that." "Yeah, but, what if they don't?" "They will, trust me." Sean wrapped his arms around Joanie and held her close to him. For some reason, though, he felt something different. He wasn't sure what it was, either. "You gonna be okay?" "Yeah, I'll be fine." "Okay, bye." "Bye Sean." Joanie said as Sean escaped out the door. He was happy to get out there as quickly as possible, because he didn't know exactly what he felt in there, but it couldn't be good.
"Paul? Paul, where are you?!" Joanie started quickly searching around the arena for her boyfriend. She bumped into Sean, but she proceeded to search for Paul anyway, until Sean spoke up. "Hey, Joanie. What's wrong?" "Have you seen Paul?" "No, why?" "I need to talk to him."
Joanie found Paul outside of his locker room, casually talking to Kevin, unaware of all the damage he had just inadvertently caused. "There you are!" "Yeah, what's going on?" Paul asked, oblivious to what was happening. "What's going on?! Look at this!" Joanie yelled, shoving the letter in Paul's face. "What's this? How did you find this? I thought I threw it in the.oh. I must have missed the garbage can." "Obviously, Paul." "Look, this is nothing. This whole letter, it means nothing." "So how long have you had this?" "What?" "How long have you had the letter?" "I dunno.I can't remember." "Yes you do." "Friday.maybe. I could be wrong, though." "That was the 'script', wasn't it?" "Perhaps.maybe.yeah." "Paul, why wouldn't you tell me about this? Something happened between you two, didn't it?" "No! Why does everyone keep accusing me of that?! Nothing happened, and nothing is gonna happen. Me and Steph already cleared that up." "You were talking to her?!" "Yeah, to tell her that we could never be together, that's all. Nothing more than that." "I can't believe you, Paul. First you lie to me, then you talk to Stephanie behind my back?" "Yeah, but, it's just because I didn't wanna hurt you." "Well, it's too late for that, Paul. Why couldn't you tell me about the letter if nothing happened with you and her?" "Because.I was afraid this would happen." "You don't trust me enough to tell me, do you?" "No, I trust you completely. I just didn't want you to get hurt, but suddenly, that doesn't seem like a good reason anymore." "It isn't." "You know, all I was trying to do was eliminate this problem before you found out about it! That's it! I didn't want you to get mad, but now you are. Okay, I could just have forgotten all about this, pretend it never happened, and just try to keep goin' with our relationship. But I felt bad, so I told Stephanie that we can't be together, and now that isn't even good enough for you! I don't have to take this anymore, and I'm not gonna." "Paul, what do you mean?" "I don't have to take this anymore. I was just trying to help." "So lying and doing things behind my back is gonna help?" "Shut up! Just shut up! I hate you!" Paul yelled, storming off into his locker room. Joanie stood there for a moment or two, tears swelling up in her eyes, and she too went off in a different direction opposite from Paul's.
"Sean, Sean! You missed it! It was the best fight ever!" Kevin said to Sean a short while later after the big fight. "A fight? Really? With who?" "Paul and Joanie." "Not a physical fight, right?" "Right." "Oh, you made it sound like it was a physical fight." "Nope, verbal." "Was it bad?" "Yeah, really bad." "Maybe we should go talk to 'em." "Yeah, okay. You go talk to Joanie and I'll talk to Paul." "Alright."
Sean went to Joanie's locker room, and was surprised to find that he was actually a bit nervous despite what he was feeling; he knocked on the door anyway. "Who is it?" Joanie asked from behind the door. "It's Sean." "What do you want?" "To talk to you. Can I come in?" "Yeah, sure." Sean came into the room and quickly saw that Joanie had been crying. He wasn't sure what to say to her to comfort her, especially since he wasn't even there when the fight happened. "So.Kev told me you and Paul got in a fight." "Yeah." "He said it was pretty bad." "It was." "What happened?" "I found Paul's little love letter from Stephanie." "Oh, that.but how?" "He missed when he threw it in the trash." "That makes sense." "So I confronted him, then he told me that he had talked to Stephanie." "Yeah, he talked to her to tell her that they couldn't be together." "So why couldn't he just tell me that?" "I dunno." "Wait.you knew about all this?" "Yeah, kinda. But only 'cause we're best friends." "If nothing is goin' on with them, then why would he choose not to tell me about the letter?" "I dunno. He didn't want to hurt you, I guess." "That's what he says, too. I just don't like that he's hiding things from me." "He probably shouldn't have done that. But there's not much you can do about now." "I know, but.you don't think he hates me, do you?" "No, why? Did he say that?" "Yeah." "But people says stuff they don't mean when they're mad. He definitely didn't mean that." "I hope so." Joanie said, wiping her eyes with a tissue. "Things are gonna work out, don't worry about that." "Yeah, but, what if they don't?" "They will, trust me." Sean wrapped his arms around Joanie and held her close to him. For some reason, though, he felt something different. He wasn't sure what it was, either. "You gonna be okay?" "Yeah, I'll be fine." "Okay, bye." "Bye Sean." Joanie said as Sean escaped out the door. He was happy to get out there as quickly as possible, because he didn't know exactly what he felt in there, but it couldn't be good.