Stu, Jenna and Kayleigh still stood in the doorway watching Randy and Sara argue. Randy, glaring at Sara asked angrily, "Do you think we're even now or something?"

Stu, who was thoroughly enjoying himself looked at Jenna and said, "I told you your friend was a slut. See how quickly she moves on?"

Kayleigh rolled her eyes and said, "Shut up!"

"Yeah!" Jenna smacked the back of Stu's head, not hard enough for it to hurt but just enough so she could get her point across.

Even though he wasn't in pain he rubbed the back of his head nonetheless. He looked down at her and asked in an annoyed tone, "What was that for?"

"I'm tired of you insulting her so shut the fuck up!" Jenna answered angrily.

"I second that!" Kayleigh nodded.

"See Stu, you suck!" Sara smiled at her friends then when back to returning Randy's glares.

"I'm mad at you Stu!" Kayleigh said.

"Are you mad at me?" Randy asked, pausing then continuing the glare fest.

"Nope! Video geeks are gods!" Kayleigh answered happily.

Jenna agreed, "That is so true."

"What did I do?" Stu asked, highly confused.

"You pissed me off!" Jenna explained.

Kayleigh yawned then said tiredly, "I'm going to go get drunk. I'll see you whenever."

"Have fun!" Jenna said, waving farewell to her.

"I will! You have fun too," She sent Stu a cold look then started walking off. (Authors note: Kayleigh, I fear you have a drinking problem.)

"Anyway," Sara shook her head then said to Randy, in response to his question, "No! I didn't kiss stupid Brock just so we would be even! Well, maybe but who cares!"

"I care!" He yelled with a roll of his eyes.

Stu rolled his eyes as well and ordered, "Just admit that you love each other already!"

"Bite me!" Sara snarled.

"You seem to be asking a lot of guys to do that," Stu commented menacingly.

Jenna smacked the back of Stu's head again, this time harder. He glared slightly at her and yelled, "STOP IT!"

"No!" She yelled back. She crossed her arms over her chest and said, "I'm leaving!"

"Good!" Stu replied, crossing his arms over his chest as well.

"I'll see you after me and Randy finish our dispute," Sara said oddly cheerfully.

"Bye!" Jenna yelled, not really intending to yell. She turned from them and stomped off loudly, her stomps echoing.

Stu shook his head in even more confusion, muttering, "Women... Can't live with them, can't live with out them."

Randy turned from Sara and walked toward the door. He pushed Stu so he was completely out of the doorway. He sighed and said, "Me and Sara need to talk. Go off and play with yourself."

"Fine, I will!" Stu yelled then said, "Wait! No I won't..."

"Bye Stu," Randy closed the door on his friend, locking it.

"Why did you lock it?" Sara inquired nervously.

He turned back to her and answered, "Its to prevent you from storming away before I finish talking to you."

She, still nervous, asked with an added nervous laugh, "Your not going to kill me are you?"

~*~*~

Jenna entered her empty room, slamming the door behind her. She collapsed on her bed thinking, "Stu is such a drama queen."

She sat up, her back to the door and reached under her bed. She retrieved Stu's yearbook and flipped it open. She kept turning the pages until she got to the senior pictures. She continued to turn the pages until she got to the page with Stu's picture on it. She repeated his written name out loud, "Stu Macher."

She heard the door behind her open but she didn't bother to see who it was. She figured Kayleigh would be too busy getting drunk to come home so soon. Sara probably would hurry back because she seemed pissed at Randy. Jenna grinned and said, "You sure got back quick."

Silence...

Jenna, still staring down at the picture of Stu asked, "Do you think Stu will claim 'Macher' is yet another typo?"

"No," The familiar voice said with rage hinging on the tone, "I'm going to ask how the hell you got my yearbook."

Jenna let out a gasp and dropped the book to the ground. She jumped up and turned to see Stu standing there looking rather menacing.

~*~*~

"Of course I won't kill you! I'll just yell at you," Randy insisted as Sara backed away.

She narrowed her eyes out of suspicion and fumed, "I can't even believe you're mad at me."

He waved his hands in the air and said, "Well you were making out with my roommate just to spite me."

"Like you didn't do the same to me with Shannon," Sara pointed out, not backing away anymore.

"You made out with Brock!" He said simply.

She rolled her eyes and commanded, "Stop dwelling."

"It just happened a few minutes ago!"

"And you still won't let it go!"

"Your unbelievable!" He sat down on his bed, sighing exasperatedly.

"I'm taking that as a compliment," She grinned and sat beside him.

~*~*~

Jenna's eyes were wide with fear as she backed away from Stu. He walked around her bed, pursuing her. She, her heart pounding quickly said, "Stu... What are you doing here?"

Fear sounded in her voice causing Stu to smirk evilly. With his eyes set on her dangerously he answered, "I'm here because I wanted to apologize for what ever made you mad."

"Oh," She wanted to keep the subject away from the yearbook and said quickly, "Your forgiven."

"Why do you have my yearbook?" He asked in an eerily calm voice.

She couldn't think about a good lie so she decided to play dumb and asked, "What yearbook?"

"'What yearbook?'" He repeated, still calm. Then his tone changed to a harsh angry tone as he again repeated, "'WHAT YEARBOOK?'"

He reached over to the dresser in-between Jenna and Kayleigh's beds and grabbed a lamp. He pulled the cord out of the outlet and threw the lamp against the wall causing the bulb to break. Darkness overcame that side of the room and Jenna tripped and fell back on Kayleigh's unmade bed. She shook slightly as she insisted, "I didn't look at it I swear!"

"Well, then tell me where you got the name 'Macher' from!" He walked until he stood over her.

"I'm psychic," She chuckled nervously as she stared up at Stu.

"Wrong answer!" He returned to his calm tone. Suddenly he clapped his hands together causing her to flinch.

He frowned at her and turned and started walking away. He stopped and bent down and grabbed his yearbook. He shut it loudly and continued his way to the door. He opened the door and looked at her. He put his index finger to his lips and made a 'Shhh' sound. He laughed insanely and walked out, slamming the door shut behind him. Jenna, filled with terror slowly got up from the bed. She shook violently as she ran to the door and locked it. She looked down at the black t-shirt she wore and remembered it was Stu's. She quickly pulled it off and threw it on the ground. She walked to the closet and grabbed her SLC Punk shirt. The picture on it was Matthew Lillard's character and it said 'I am not a fucking hick' on it. She pulled the shirt on and said in a frail whisper, "Stu is a fucking nut."

~*~*~

Randy frowned and asked as he looked down at the movie littered floor, "Is Brock a better kisser then me?"

"I don't know. Is Shannon a better kisser then me?" Sara asked back.

He quickly looked up and a smile spread across his face. He said casually, "There is only one way to find out."

She raised her eyebrows questioningly and blondly asked, "How?"

"Comparing," He answered simply.

She thought then said in realization, "Oh! Okay, I get it."

"Good thing," He said as he put his hands on either side of her face. He breathed in deeply then leaned in and kissed her.

Once their lips finally parted Sara asked, "Does the whore kiss better than me?"

"Nope," He answered instantly then said, "Same question to you."

"Well..... Nope," She smiled at his nervous look when she faked hesitation.

He clapped his hands together happily and said, "We need a movie to celebrate!"

"Anything but porn," She said as he reached down and grabbed a movie from the floor.

He grinned and asked, "Is Heathers okay?"

"Yes!" Sara squealed, "That movie is the shit!"

He nodded in agreement and leaned over to the lower edge of his bed where the television set sat. He put the DVD in and quoted from the film, "'I love my dead gay son!'"

Sara laughed and said, "JD is god!"

"Everyone is god to you women," He commented as he moved back and laid down oh the bed, a remote in hand.

Sara laid back putting her head on his shoulder. She laughingly said, "If it makes you feel any better I think movie store geeks are god, too."

~*~*~

Author's note:

Hahaha, I'm such a freak. See, as one couple breaks another repairs. HEATHERS ROCKS! Enjoy!