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Chapter Ten

*Disaster in Phone Calls*

"Hey Michelle," a voice behind her said. She turned to see Denise's ex-boyfriend, Ronnie, standing there. She gave him a smile. She always had like Ronnie more than Denise's new boyfriend, "I'm sorry to hear about Jesse. He was a great help to our band. He always let us play at the Smash Club."

"So, you're gonna dedicate your first album to him, right?" Michelle asked, shutting her locker, "Your first platinum album that is."

"Well, actually we were gonna dedicate our first one to our moms," Ronnie informed her, "But when we win our first Grammy we'll thank him."

"I guess that'll do," Michelle said as they began to walk down the hall.

"Look, Michelle, I came over to ask you if I could give you a call sometime," Ronnie said, "I really miss hanging out with you and Teddy."

"And Denise?" Michelle inquired.

"Oh, that's long over," Ronnie told her, "She gave me up, so there's nothing I can do about it. Besides, I don't think its fair that we should have to stop being friend just because Denise and I aren't together anymore."

"Well, when you put it that way," Michelle said, smiling at him, "I always liked you more than her new boyfriend, so sure, give me a call sometime and maybe we can hook up."

"Great," Ronnie said, smiling at her. As Ronnie walked off Michelle grinned after him. Ronnie was definitely a cutie. He'd really put a lot into his relationship with Denise, and everybody could tell he cared about her. But what Michelle didn't and never wanted to admit was that she had had a crush on Ronnie for two years before her best friend had started dating him and the whole time her friend was dating him. She had first met him when she was helping her uncle with the Smash Club and the band had come in, and being only a junior high band, Uncle Jesse had been a bit weary, but had allowed them to play.

The first time she had really liked Ronnie was when he had come and played at the Smash Club and she could just see how serious he was about his music. Her uncle could also see that and allowed them access there to play almost anytime they wanted. The next time they had played there Michelle dragged along Denise, who had met Ronnie, and it had all been history.

But now maybe she would actually get a chance with Ronnie now that Denise was definitely out of the picture. She was in love with Todd. And she knew that Denise shouldn't care. That Denise had no feelings for him. Yet, she had a slight suspicion Denise would care.

***

"Look, I'm really sorry about what I said about your husband yesterday," Kyle gushed as he walked up to Becky the next day, "After you left my dad explained all of it to me, I am really, very sorry."

"It's OK," Becky assured him, "And actually it was kind of refreshing to not have somebody tell me they were sorry the second they saw me."

"Well, I probably would've if I would've known," Kyle admitted, "But, hey, I didn't, so I made it a little easier on you, right?"

Becky gave him a smile, "You're a really sweet guy Kyle. You're going to make some woman very happy someday."

As Becky walked off Kyle watched after her. She was a gorgeous lady. If she could only know how much he wanted to be able to make her that woman that he would make very happy. He had been thinking about her since yesterday. Trying to come up with the best way to apologize to charm her. And it had worked once he had decided to go with the simple route.

But she didn't know how much he wanted her to be charmed.

***

"Um, Denise, I have something I need to talk to you about," Michelle said, uncomfortably as she and her friend walked into the Tanner household.

"What, did you steal my boyfriend or something?" Denise joked as she noticed the seriousness in Michelle's voice.

"Well, actually ...," Michelle started, then the phone rang. Michelle hurried and picked it up, "Hello?"

"Michelle, this is Ronnie," the voice on the other end said.

"Oh, hi," Michelle said, trying to seem vague. Denise gave her a quizzical look. Michelle just waved her arm as if to say it was nobody at all.

"Michelle, about earlier, when I was talking about still wanting to be friends with you, well, I was kinda wondering if we could be more than friends, like go out some time," Ronnie nervously said. Michelle could feel her heartbeat racing sky high. She then noticed Denise, looking at her, still trying to figure out who it was.

"Sure, that would be great," Michelle managed to answer, "When do you think we could go?"

"Well, this Saturday they're opening that new movie," Ronnie said, "I can't quite recall the name, but it looked good."

"Oh, yeah, that movie," Michelle answered, "I know what you're talking about, I want to see that too!"

"Great, I'll pick you up at seven?" Ronnie asked.

"Sure, see ya then Ronnie," Michelle said, then realized out of her excitement she had just told her best friend who it was, "I gotta go."

She quickly hung up the phone and turned to Denise, who looked betrayed, "I can explain."

"Really?" Denise asked, sounding outraged, "You can explain how you managed to get a date with my ex-boyfriend that your not even supposed to talk to any more."

"But that's not fair," Michelle protested, "Him and I were friends before you even went out with him."

"Well, then I guess you can just have him then," Denise said, whirling around and leaving the Tanner house.

***

The phone rang as Michelle walked into the kitchen. Becky asked her, "Can you get that Michelle?"

"Are you kidding, I'm never answering the phone again," Michelle informed her.

"Um, ok," Becky said uncertainly, then picked up the phone, "Hello?"

"Hi, um, is Jesse there?" a woman's voice on the other end of the phone asked. She sounded like a young woman, and if people can sound attractive over the phone she also seemed very attractive.

"May I ask who this is?" Becky asked, confused.

"This is Katie, I was just wondering when Jesse's band was coming back to Sella, the small town they came too a while back, I was going to go see them," the girl answered, sounding kind of confused herself.

"Well, Katie," Becky said, her voice full of venom, "Jesse died a little over a month ago, so, there band won't be playing there anytime soon."

She then hung up the phone. Could it be true? Could Jesse have had mistresses in other towns? Of course, Jesse was dead so she couldn't ask him. Yet, he was handsome, he could've been involved with someone else. Becky quickly sat down as anger started to build up inside her. How dare he be cheating on her when she had just spent the last month mourning over him. She shouldn't have been mourning over his loss. She should, well, she wasn't quite sure what she should do. She was lost. He had been cheating on her.