At Eden Hall you're allowed to have practice during the school day in place of having GYM, so it's still early in the day. Most of my teammates often skip breakfast and , so a few of them haven't even seen me yet. I can't say I'm in a hurry too hear what they're going to say.

"Nice outfit, babe." Portman teases as I shove open the locker room door, tripping on my own shoes.

I scowl at him and grumble. "Bite me, Portman." With that I kick off one of my black platform loafers and sink eight inches too the floor. The shoe soars through the air and slams hard against Dwayne's locker with a clang. Our resident cowboy jumps back, pulling his head from inside it and looks around confused.

"So what's with the makeover, Cat-lady." Goldberg asks.

Charlie nods. "Yeah, you look really different."

"Thank you, Captain obvious." I roll my eyes. "That sorta was the whole idea."

"I think you look hot." Before I can open my mouth to respond too Les's comment the door opens again and someone else does.

"Shut up, Averman." Luis grunts, walking in. "And stop hitting on my girlfriend."

The lockerroom falls silent and I bite my lip. When the Ducks are quiet it's not generally a good thing. I shift under their gazes, uncomfortable. Adam and Portman look the most confused as I'd turned them both down at one time or another, saying it's not a good plan too date a teammate.

Luckily Russ finally finds his words. "You two, are going out?"

"Um, kinda." I say, before Luis gets the chance. "I'm pretending to be his girlfriend, so Angela will remember how much she misses him. It's not real."

"Ohhh." The group replies and turns to get back to changing.

"Speaking of which," My 'boyfriend' tosses an arm around me. "we're all meeting in Bryon Riley's room too watch a movie tonight. You coming, around 7 o'clock?"

I sigh. "I guess I have no choice. Come get me in my room when you're ready to head over."

I didn't go too lunch today, because my face still hurts from all the phony smiling I did at breakfast. My entire leg hurts from arch too thigh from wearing those stupid clothes. I was worried I wouldn't be able to do this emotionally, but I'm starting too think I'm not even physically capable to pull this off. But just when I'm about too throw in the towel, Luis shows up at my door in a pair of cotton drawstring shorts and a wife beater.

"That's a good look for you, Mendoza." I tease as he crosses the threshold. "It's big on the runways of Paris, I hear."

Luis raises an eyebrow. "Did I forget to tell you we wear our pajamas too movie nights?"

"Yes you did, but you don't have too tell me twice." I zoom to my dresser, then race into my bathroom too change. When I come out, my hideous miniskirt is gone and has been replace by gray sweats and my favorite Patrick Roy tee-shirt.

"You ready?" He questions when I step out.

"I just need one more thing." I open the draw on my desk and pull out a bottle of Tylenol. "I was practically praying for one at breakfast, your friends stupidity gives me a migraine."

Luis just chuckles and holds out his arms for me, shaking his head. Can't say I ever thought I'd be walking down the halls linked with such a popular, handsome guy. At least not after what happened between me and Scooter. I guess that's another story though, for another time.

We walk into Bryon's room without knocking and Luis gives him a high five. I however am suddenly frozen in place. Not only is Bryon one of the 'A Crowd' but he's also the little brother that Rick Riley blamed us for stealing the scholarship of. I guess he wasn't as upset about it as his older sibling, but still this is just, odd for me.

Luis gives my hand a little tug and I find myself moving forward.

"Hi, Julie!" Tiffany Thomas squeals, tossing her long red hair too the side.

I force a grin and wave, continuing too walk slowly. Yup, the essence of airhead just radiates off the walls in this room. It's practically strangling me.

"Hey Jewel, missed you at lunch." Justin says, from his perch on Bryon's bed. "Were you avoiding us."

Wow am I that transparent? "No, I wasn't hungry." I blatantly lie.

Gina Paulson hops up and turns out the light as Bryon hit's the play button on the remote control. I notice Luis has laid himself flat out on his stomach across Bryon's floor so I drop down next too him and rest my head on his back. This could almost be romantic, if my date wasn't who he is and his friends aren't who they are. Worst of all is I've seen this movie 20,000 times. I wonder if anyone will notice if my eyes drift closed….