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The next day at school Trish wished she could just be invisible. She didn't want to see Randy, she didn't want to see Stephanie, she didn't want people nagging her about Prom and being Queen, and most of all she didn't want to see the cold looks Jeff was giving her.
"You need a serious one on one with Jeff." John said as he took a seat next to Trish in Biology.
"What am I suppose to say? It's obvious Stephaine told him about the whole bet thing. Other than Amy, she was the only one who knew."
As John began copying the notes off the board he continued to whisper to Trish. "Yeah, Jeff told us Steph spilled everything to you, he was pretty pissed. But Trish, I know you have feelings for him. Don't let Stephanie ruin something for you again. I don't wanna see you at the Prom by yourself either."
"I wish none of this happened." Trish whispered sadly.
"Yeah you do. If it hadn't happened you wouldn't have even gotten to know Jeff. None of us would have. It's weird, but he's one of my really good friends now. Listen, me and the guys tried to get you back on his good side but I think Steph's said some crap to him. You better talk to him before Prom."
"Do you think Steph likes him?" Trish asked
John stopped writing and shook his head. "Jeff? No way. You know she's only doing it to make you jealous of her for once."
After a morning that felt like a century, Trish managed to pull Stephaine aside at lunch.
"What did you say to Jeff? You know I wanted to call the bet off since the party!" Trish cried
"Would you relax?! He doesn't even care about the bet!" Stephaine said rolling her eyes.
"Then why hasn't he talked to me?"
"God Trish! Not every guy in this world is in love with you! Jeff just doesn't want to hurt your feelings! After everything that happened with you and Randy I didn't think you deserved to be shot down again. Me and him are going to the Prom and we're going to have a fantastic night. See you there sweetie!" Stephanie said as she turned and walked off.
As Stephaine walked away Trish stood in the middle of the hallway dumbly, and not knowing what to do with herself.
"Hey babe...you look so good today" With those words Trish felt strong arms wrapped around her waist, and a pair of warm lips on her mouth, belonging to, of course, Randy.
"Excuse me!" She cried pushing him away.
"Oh! I see! Savin' it till Prom night! Later babe!" Randy said winking at Trish
Just minutes after those events, Jeff and Victoria were down the opposite hallway hanging up yet another "Vote for Jeff" poster.
"Victoria, this is retarded. Nobody cares ok? I'm sick of doing this."
"What is your problem?! Ever since you and Stephaine have been together all the time you've been acting like a complete jerk! I don't know what happened with you and Trish, but sort it out! I don't wanna put up with you're bull shit." Victoria said angrliy as she attached another piece of tape to the poster.
Jeff knew he was being an ass hole. He could hardly stand Stephaine. She was so self-involved. He wanted to talk to Trish but she kept convincing him not too. Now, to top it off, he had just seen Randy and Trish kissing in the hallway.
"Steph was right," Jeff thought to himself, "Trish did go back to Randy." "Vic...I'm sorry." Jeff said holding Victoria's hands while giving her puppy dog eyes.
"Don't do that to me! You know I can't resist!" Victoira said hugging him.
Jeff smiled at her. "Thanks for helping me out with all this."
"Tell me what's going on." She begged.
Jeff thought about it for a minute. Victoria was his best friend, but for some reason he just didn't want to tell her. He felt embarrassed even though he knew he shouldn't. He was nominated for Prom King. Everyone was saying he took over Randy as the most popular guy in school. He had loads of girls asking him to the Prom, and great new friends in John, Shane, and Shannon. But despite all that he didn't want to admit it had all started because of a bet.
thanks for the reviews again. Hahaha, am I trying to make Torrie weird? I dunno, I just thought it fit the character I made her.
The next day at school Trish wished she could just be invisible. She didn't want to see Randy, she didn't want to see Stephanie, she didn't want people nagging her about Prom and being Queen, and most of all she didn't want to see the cold looks Jeff was giving her.
"You need a serious one on one with Jeff." John said as he took a seat next to Trish in Biology.
"What am I suppose to say? It's obvious Stephaine told him about the whole bet thing. Other than Amy, she was the only one who knew."
As John began copying the notes off the board he continued to whisper to Trish. "Yeah, Jeff told us Steph spilled everything to you, he was pretty pissed. But Trish, I know you have feelings for him. Don't let Stephanie ruin something for you again. I don't wanna see you at the Prom by yourself either."
"I wish none of this happened." Trish whispered sadly.
"Yeah you do. If it hadn't happened you wouldn't have even gotten to know Jeff. None of us would have. It's weird, but he's one of my really good friends now. Listen, me and the guys tried to get you back on his good side but I think Steph's said some crap to him. You better talk to him before Prom."
"Do you think Steph likes him?" Trish asked
John stopped writing and shook his head. "Jeff? No way. You know she's only doing it to make you jealous of her for once."
After a morning that felt like a century, Trish managed to pull Stephaine aside at lunch.
"What did you say to Jeff? You know I wanted to call the bet off since the party!" Trish cried
"Would you relax?! He doesn't even care about the bet!" Stephaine said rolling her eyes.
"Then why hasn't he talked to me?"
"God Trish! Not every guy in this world is in love with you! Jeff just doesn't want to hurt your feelings! After everything that happened with you and Randy I didn't think you deserved to be shot down again. Me and him are going to the Prom and we're going to have a fantastic night. See you there sweetie!" Stephanie said as she turned and walked off.
As Stephaine walked away Trish stood in the middle of the hallway dumbly, and not knowing what to do with herself.
"Hey babe...you look so good today" With those words Trish felt strong arms wrapped around her waist, and a pair of warm lips on her mouth, belonging to, of course, Randy.
"Excuse me!" She cried pushing him away.
"Oh! I see! Savin' it till Prom night! Later babe!" Randy said winking at Trish
Just minutes after those events, Jeff and Victoria were down the opposite hallway hanging up yet another "Vote for Jeff" poster.
"Victoria, this is retarded. Nobody cares ok? I'm sick of doing this."
"What is your problem?! Ever since you and Stephaine have been together all the time you've been acting like a complete jerk! I don't know what happened with you and Trish, but sort it out! I don't wanna put up with you're bull shit." Victoria said angrliy as she attached another piece of tape to the poster.
Jeff knew he was being an ass hole. He could hardly stand Stephaine. She was so self-involved. He wanted to talk to Trish but she kept convincing him not too. Now, to top it off, he had just seen Randy and Trish kissing in the hallway.
"Steph was right," Jeff thought to himself, "Trish did go back to Randy." "Vic...I'm sorry." Jeff said holding Victoria's hands while giving her puppy dog eyes.
"Don't do that to me! You know I can't resist!" Victoira said hugging him.
Jeff smiled at her. "Thanks for helping me out with all this."
"Tell me what's going on." She begged.
Jeff thought about it for a minute. Victoria was his best friend, but for some reason he just didn't want to tell her. He felt embarrassed even though he knew he shouldn't. He was nominated for Prom King. Everyone was saying he took over Randy as the most popular guy in school. He had loads of girls asking him to the Prom, and great new friends in John, Shane, and Shannon. But despite all that he didn't want to admit it had all started because of a bet.
thanks for the reviews again. Hahaha, am I trying to make Torrie weird? I dunno, I just thought it fit the character I made her.
