"Well, the deed is done," Nicole sighed as she sat down with her friends at their regular

table the next day at lunch. "Tad and Christine are back together. I'm free, and I have 30 more

bucks than I had 2 weeks ago. Hmmm... Life is good...life is definetly good."

"Well we're glad." Stephanie replied. "Because now you can get together with the cutie from

yesterday."

"Yeah," Ally agreed. "He was cute. If he wasn't your guy, I'd take him."

"Wait, what? Branch boy from yesterday?" Nicole asked, extremely confused.

"Branch boy? Is that what you call your future prom king?" Stephanie marveled as if it

was disrespectful.

"Yeah, on account of we never found out what his name was," Ally replied as she brought a

soup filled spoon to her lips and slurped.

"You guys are unbelievable. He is not my guy. I haven't even known the kid for a full 24

hours yet!" Nicole defended herself.

"Yeah, but you two would look so cute together," Stephanie sighed. "It's so romantic. It

would make such a great movie, don't you think? Two star-crossed lovers meet in a collision of

fate," she said dramaticly. "They were destined to be together, but the world wanted them apart."

"Star crossed? Collision of fate? What are you nuts? We met in the hallway after we collided

into each other, there's no romantic entanglement," Nicole said in disbeleif of her friend's

comment.

"Besides Steph, I think they already made that movie. They called it Romeo and Juliet,"

Ally laughed.

"Plus, I'm not interested unless he pays," Nicole said taking a sip of her drink.

"Oh come on Nicole! You two are perfect for each other! Didn't you see how much you two

have in common?"

"Yeah, She's human, he's human- where do the similarties end?" Ally replied sarcasticly.

"We both like Michelle Branch, big woop," Nicole answered.

"Well, I still say you should give him a chance," Stephany went on.

"Speaking of which..." Ally said as she looked away. Stephanie and Ally had no idea what

she was doing until they saw Branch-boy walking towards their table that very moment.

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Jason walked through the croud approaching Nicole's table. 'Strange,' he thought. 'She's

only a freshman and she already has her own table.' All the enthusiasm he had formally possessed

in regard to his story was gone. He didn't feel so high-and-mighty anymore. He just felt like

a little boy who wanted his mommy. It had seemed so easy before; he had been so excited about it.

But now it felt more like a chore. He didn't question his ability to give a high quality

performance, but he did question how far it would go. But he'd have to wait for that answer-

he was at the table now.