Disclaimer: Not mine. Only the plot.

A/N: I got a review stating that they thought that Ashley had been in the bathroom for a long time. (lol) And I knew that would happen and I am not mad or upset or anything! Actually, kind of pleased that someone really took the time to read an understand my story, so thanks Carrie! This "Ashley has disappeared in that bathroom" thing WILL be explained in this chapter…READ AND REVIEW! I AM BEGGING YOU!!!!!! :) Enjoy!

"CRAIG!" Ashley yelled. She was sick to her stomach. She had been watching Craig the whole time on the other side of the room. She couldn't take it any longer. (!)

Craig and Manny pulled apart. Craig spun around, "Ashley! Hey! I was…just…dancing, ya know, with Manny until you came back."

"Yeah, Ash. It's no biggie," Manny said.

"No biggie? NO BIGGIE? BULL CRAP WAS IT NO BIGGIE! I saw the whole thing!" Ashley yelled. "Craig, how could you do this to me?" Ashley asked calmly.

"Ashley, hun," Craig began as he stepped forward. He stopped, for Ashley had stepped back and looked away, tears in her eyes.

When Ashley looked back up, she said, "It's over…YOU JERK!" She walked over to Craig and slapped him. Then she walked over to Manny. "You can have him. You slut."

She slapped Manny then, too. Manny fell to the ground upon the impact. Craig watched in shock as Ashley ran, out the door, and out to the parking lot. Rubbing his own cheek, he walked over to Manny, who was still laying on the floor.

"Manny? Are-are you okay?" Craig asked.

Looking up, and stretching her jaw bone to the left then to the right, Manny said, "Yeah, yeah I think so."

Manny stood up and looked around. Not many people had seen, only the few that were close by.

"Can you walk me home? I mean," correcting herself, "to Emma's?"

"Sure, lets go," Craig said.

Craig led Manny to the door and outside, holding her up by her elbow, for she was still mildly shocked, and in pain.

"My parent's aren't home, if you wanna come in," Emma offered Chris when she reached her stoop.

"Well," looking around, "I guess," Chris answered.

Emma unlocked the door and led Chris in.

"It's really nice, Emma," Chris said, as he hung his and Emma's coats up on the rack behind the now closed door.

"Yeah, thanks. My room's in the basement, let's go," Emma said.

When she reached her room, and saw that she had left her candles on, she thought, Perfect. She walked in and struck a pose, like a game show girl usually does.

"Ta-da!" She yelled. Chris laughed. "Have a seat," Emma offered, gesturing to the bed.

"Okay," Chris said. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to Emma, who was now tense, and avoiding eye contact with him.

"Listen, Emma, if you think I'm gonna, like, try something with you," he trailed on, "don't."

"What if I want you to?" Emma asked, flashing an innocent smile Chris's way.

"Well-um…" Chris muttered. "Are you serious?"

Emma turned until she was facing Chris. Then she shook her head, meaning, yes.

Chris's eyes flew open, then back down again. He looked into her eyes. She smiled. Chris knew this was his moment. He leaned into her kissing her hard. Emma felt slightly taken back, but then became firm and confident, kissing back.

Emma let her tongue work it's way into Chris's mouth, lacing around Chris's. They then fell slowly, onto Emma's bed. Emma moved on top of Chris, mouth and tongue still at work.

"C'mon Emma, is that all ya got?" Chris said teasing her.

"No! But can you handle it?" Emma said

Emma grabbed the bottom of Chris's t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head. Then Chris did the same for Emma. Chris held on to Emma's waist as she began driving into him, slow and easy at first, but gradually, very gradually getting faster.

"Emma. C'mon Emma," Chris groaned.

Chris felt for the zipper on Emma's skirt, but just when he had found it, unzipped it, and had it in the floor, someone said, "Emma!"

Emma stopped kissing Chris, and climbed off of him, wiping her mouth.

"Manny! Hey!" Turning to Chris and whispering, "Go home, call me tomorrow."

Chris leaned in and quickly gave her a peck on the cheek. Grabbing is shirt and waving at Manny, he was out the window in a flash.

Emma stood up and smiled at Manny.

"Buddy, you were working it, weren't you hot stuff?" Manny teased.

"Yep, sure was! So how was your night?" she asked, slipping into a pair of boxers.

Remembering the incident at the Rave Manny said, "Well, it was, interesting, but I'm too tired to talk about all of that tonight. Can we talk about our nights in the morning?" Manny asked, fully undressed, except underwear (A/N: Sorry guys!) and climbed into Emma's bed.

"Sure, whatever," Emma climbed in, beside Manny and turned out the light.

Rolling over, "Good night, Manny."

"Good night, Emma," Manny answered.

But Manny knew she would be awaked for a good long time. So much for a Good Night.

A/N: Wow! That was hot! I guess my PG-13 rating IS getting a little too feisty! Lol Did you like? Please R&R! If you read and review mine, then when I get your review, I'll click on your name and read and review one of yours! If I like it, then I'll read another! So please R&R!

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