Ok, ok! I know, that last cliffie was only too evil of me!!!! Don't kill!

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After about five minutes of staring into the bathroom mirror, Emma decided it was stupid for her to hide like this. She opened the door and stepped outside, thanking whoever was up there for making sure no one was in the halls. She was fairly certain Jay's flirting was only a joke at her expense, and she sure wasn't going to go along with it.

Though, even though she hated to admit it, she kinda wished he hadn't been joking.

So what if she had a little crush? It would go away with time. It wasn't permanent. She would just have to let it disappear with time, like these things always do, and go back to the way things were.

Now why didn't she believe that would work?

Walking down the hallway, enveloped in her thoughts, she barely noticed a figure leaning against the wall, arms crossed, smirking like the devil. She stopped and turned to face him. Jay's smirk widened as he saw her stop, and Emma felt like she'd been caught in a trap. She met his stare and stood stock still. She was more than a little nervous. But then again, this is what Jay always made her feel. She flat-out refused to back down this time.

"What do you want, Jay?" Emma was the first to speak.

"Oh, I don't know..." Jay began stalking forward. Emma backed up against the wall on the other side of the hallway. Jay eventually stood in front of her, and put his hand against the wall above her head. Emma knew it. This was a trap. "Why don't we talk for a while..." Jay leaned down and whispered in her ear.

"We can talk when we get back to the classroom. We need to talk anyway, about our theme. We really need to work on it and-" Emma was cut off as Jay spoke.

"Why don't we talk about another theme..." He said, moving closer. "The Good Girl and The Bad Boy. Ya see, the Bad boy always gets into trouble. The Good Girl is drawn to that. The Good Girl is a total priss. The Bad Boy laughs at that. But somewhere along the way, just somewhere, we don't know how..."

Jay moved his body closer to hers, and trailed a finger down her cheek sensually. Emma couldn't help but shiver, then cursed herself for it at the sight of Jay's smirk.

"Somehow... The Bad Boy always gets laid." He whispered, the smirk still plain on his face. Emma turned bright scarlet. Her body seemed to react to everything he was doing, and she wanted to get out of there fast. She nearly gasped as he leaned in to kiss her.

And with the last semblance of control she had, she pushed him away.

He looked down at her, startled.

"But tell me something, Jay. Who's the one who always gets hurt?" With that, she pushed him away and walked back to the classroom.

Something told her that was no joke.

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Jay stood in the hallway, dumbstruck.

He couldn't believe he had just tried to KISS her. He felt so stupid! What did he expect?! He knew she hated him, right from the beginning! Plus, what was he doing?! Did he WANT this stupid crush he had on her to grow?! It was like a virus, just killing him a lot slower than the flu. He was going crazy. He didn't know what he wanted, all his mind kept thinking about was Emma, Emma, EMMA.

If anything, he was relieved. Nelson's interruption had saved him a headache.

He headed back to class about five seconds before the bell rang, and grabbed his books. Heading to his next class, he thought about maybe telling Cameron about what had happened. Then he realized he'd probably wind up in the hospital if he even mentioned it. He figured he'd see how it goes, and if the topic comes up, he'd just tell Cameron they're doing a project together.

Social Studies, his last class of the day. Entering the classroom, he immediately spotted Cameron, glowering at everyone from the back of the room.

"Hey, Cameron, you feelin' any better?" Jay asked, sitting down next to him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Just... I saw Emma comin' out of the Film Studies room. I didn't know she had the same class as you."

"Yeah. We got stuck doin' a project together." Jay said, then looked up to catch the look of disbelief and happiness on his face.

"Jay, you can talk to her for me! Tell her I'm sorry!"

"No way, killer. This one's on you. She hates my guts."

"C'mon, Jay! Please, just tell her I miss her." Jay looked up into the pleading eyes of his friend, and finally nodded.

"Yes!" Sean remained elated for the rest of the day, and Jay felt like he was the biggest jackass in history.

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"So, movies at my place, or movies at yours?" Emma asked, greeting her boyfriend. Chris nearly jumped he was so surprised.

"Oh, uh, let's go to my place." Chris said, turning back around. Emma looked toward where he was staring, and saw Paige, Hazel, and Spinner chatting on the stairs.

More specifically, she saw Hazel.

"Uh, ok. Let's... go." Emma said, pulling him a little closer and starting to walk. They walked in silence. Emma noticed that Chris was spacing out a lot of the time. Even during the movie.

He couldn't... Like Hazel, could he?