Chapter Five: Is It Okay If I Call You Mine?

~*Manny*~

"So we were walking down the sidewalk, not really saying anything, and all of a sudden he runs his fingers through my hair. And then he tells me that I have the most beautiful hair he's ever seen." Bianca gushed.

I mock swooned and fell back on her bed. "That's really sweet." I said.

"I know! I probably turned redder than a tomato." Bianca replied with a grin.

"That's so sweet. Of course, you do realize what this means, right?" I asked.

"What?" Bianca asked.

"That you simply must wear your hair down tonight. Give him an excuse to put his hands on you. Or at least your hair." I responded. I got off her bed and flounced over to her closet. "Alright, we gotta find something that'll knock Jimmy's socks off."

"We're going to dinner and a movie." Bianca said.

"Alright, well in Jimmy language, pizza and some action flick where stuff blows up." I said. "So we can't go overboard, but you can still look sexy and cute."

"How about this?" Bianca said, pulling out a pale peach satin camisole top with lace trim, and a pair of dark blue low riders.

"That's perfect!" I gushed. "With those black stilettos you bought at the mall, girl, you'll be stylin'. Jimmy won't be able to keep his eyes off you."

"I hope so." Bianca said.

~*Jimmy*~

I stood nervously on the front step of Bianca's house, and mentally prepared myself to ring the doorbell. Finally, I gathered my courage and rang the bell. A few moments later, I heard the door unlock, and it opened to reveal Bianca.

My jaw almost hit the step. Her hair, her makeup, and her clothes. Wow. As I looked at her silky tank top, all I could think about was what was underneath it.

"Wow." I breathed. "You look great."

She smiled. "Thanks, Jimmy. You do too. Um, just let me get my coat, and we'll go." Just then, the phone rang. "Dammit. Come inside, let me get this, it's probably my parents."

I sat on her couch while she talked on the phone to her parents, who, apparently were on their respective business trips.

"Yes, mom. I know mom. No, mom. Yes, mom. Okay, mom. Alright. I have to go. I have to go, mom. Mom, I have to....yes mom. I know mom. Mom, I HAVE TO GO! BYE!" she hung up the phone and leaned up against the wall, closing her eyes.

"Problems?" I grinned.

She laughed. "A little bit. If they worry about me so much I don't know why they leave me alone all the time. I mean, they plop me down in the middle of a strange town and take off, but they call every night to make sure I've done my homework." She shrugged. "Parental units are a mystery."

I nodded, still staring at her.

"Is something wrong, Jimmy?" she asked.

"Um, it's just, I....I can't take this anymore." I breathed, grabbing her by the back of her neck and kissing her. She didn't push me away, but instead responded by kissing me back just as forcefully. I tangled my hands through her long hair and devoured her mouth. It felt so good to kiss her! I hadn't kissed anyone in a very long time, and I definitely missed it. I pushed her down onto her back and laid on top of her, one hand still tangled in her hair, the other grabbing her leg and wrapping it around me. Her hands were gripping my biceps, and I felt lightheaded. In a good way. An extremely good way. Finally though, she pulled away.

"Jimmy, I think we should slow things down a little." She said gently.

I sat up and rested my face in my hands. "You're right, I'm sorry. I just let my libido run away with me, you looked so beautiful, and...."

She cut me off by grabbing my head and pressing her lips to mine.

"I'm not complaining." She replied. "I just think that it's a little too early for us to be having sex, don't you?"

"Oh, definitely." I responded truthfully. "Bianca, I really you though, I don't wanna do this whole we go out on an awkward date and I take three days to call you and you act like you don't care thing, so let's just cut to the chase."

"Okay....' She said, a little uneasily.

"Be my girlfriend." I said. "I know I haven't known you long at all, but I just have this feeling about you. You're so sweet and beautiful, and I just....you give me these feelings. Be my girlfriend, Bianca."

She smiled, biting her bottom lip. "I would love to be your girlfriend, Jimmy."

I smiled widely, knowing I must have been grinning like a fool, but I didn't care.

Bianca was my girlfriend.

~*Bianca*~

Monday Morning...

It was the first day of a new week, and I was in a fantastic mood. I had had a great weekend. Shopping and manicures with Manny on Saturday, then a movie marathon with Jimmy, his friend Marco, and Marco's...errr..."friend" Dylan. But best of all? I was Jimmy's girlfriend. Nothing could bring me down.

Until I actually got in the building.

Manny stormed over to me and grabbed my arm. "What's wrong?" I asked.

She marched me over to a wall near the water fountain and pointed.

"That's what's wrong!"

Written on the wall in black magic marker was:

'Manny Santos is a total slut. Bianca Taylor too.'

I gasped in anger. "Who did that???" I demanded.

"I'll give you two guess, but you're only gonna need one." Manny said with a roll of her eyes, pointing at Ashley, who was currently watching them. When Bianca and Manny turned to glare at her, she gave a smirk and a little wave, then walked away.

"What did I do to her???" I asked.

"Two words: Jimmy Brooks." Manny replied.

"What about Jimmy?"

"She's his ex girlfriend. She's Craig's ex girlfriend. I'm Craig's girlfriend, and you're Jimmy's girlfriend. And we're friends. Put two and two together, that makes us targets."

"Hey." Jimmy's voice rang out. I turned around to see him walking towards us, with Craig in tow.

"Check out what you guys' ex girlfriend did." Manny said, pointing.

Craig and Jimmy leaned in to read what was written on the wall. Craig adopted his patented "I'm very pissed off but I'm trying to hide it" look that I knew like the back of my hand, and Jimmy looked like he just wanted to hit somebody.

"We'll be right back." Jimmy said.

"Guys, wait. We'll take care of this, trust me." Manny said, pursing her lips.

"Uh oh...I know that look, Manny. What are you gonna do?" Craig asked.

"Let's just say we'll extract our own form of revenge." Manny replied.

I looked at Manny worriedly and wondered what she had in mind.