Disclaimer: once again I own nothing. I love Jay tho!!!!

"Police the ravine!" She shouted.

That girl who got knocked up last year was handing out fliers as Emma shouted. As I aproached Emma, the girl shoved one in my face.

"Here, JAYSON, you might want this." She practically spit in my face.

I moved aside her and lightly grabbed Emma's arm. She didn't stop, just muttered "Let go Jay." I didn't, naturally, and I tried to get her to follow me. After about five minutes she handed the girl her sign and asked her to continue the protest.

We walked to my car and she sighed. "What do you want, Jay?"

"I want to know why you're doing this. Is there some revenge you want to get on me? I mean, I'd do anything for you, so why are you doing this to me?"

She pulled me into a soft kiss. "Because. Its not right. If people want to hook up like we do, they should do it in the privacy of their home or their own cars."

I looked down on her. "I don't think that's it."

She sighed again. That seemed to be becoming a habit for her. She looked into my eyes and I saw the tears in hers.

"I have ghonerria, Jay. I think I got it from you."

My mouth dropped. Ghonerria? Her??? Oh shit. I went to say something and she made a motion for me to let her continue.

"Alex has it too. So does Amy. I heard them talking in the girls' washroom one day when they thought they were alone. Amy fessed up to going down on you a few times and told Alex about me. Alex was going to announce it to the whole school, but I came out and tried to talk her out of it. In the end, she wanted me to do one of my causes to police the ravine so she wouldn't have to worry about you doing all that you do. I agreed so there wouldn't be any exposure. That's why I was skipping yesterday, I had to go to the clinic and see if I was infected."

My eyes fell to the ground. I didn't believe it. I honestly didn't. There was no way..I only hooked up with Amy and Em.... Which meantI had to have gotten it from Amy. I was pissed.

"Jay..." she began. When I looked up she went on. "I want you to come with me to the clinic to get treated. Its obvious that you've got it, so let's get rid of it together."

I nodded and we got in my car. I pulled out and we went to the clinic in silence. Emma couln't bear to face up to what happened, so I did all the talking when we got there. We went to separate rooms and about half an hour later we were both ghonerria free and back in my car.

"Do you want to go to school or grab something to eat?" I asked her without looking at her.

She took forever to answer, and when she did it wasn't even a real answer. "Whatever you want." She mumbled.

I sighed. Wow, sighing has been happening a lot this morning. Then I pulled my car into the nearest parking lot and pulled her out.

"Emma Nelson. I cannot believe you. What the hell has happened to you? Do you have no opinion of your own? You aren't fighting a cause, you arent' telling me off for giving you an STD, you aren't even looking at me while I'm talking to you."

She was staring at her feet as she answered me, barely audible. "Jay... I can't do it anymore. I'm broken. I can't be the brave and perfect me you met two years ago."

"Yes you can.. I need you to be..." I whispered in her ear as I tilted her chin up. I kissed her softer than I'd even kissed anyone, and to my surprise she kissed back.

"Let's go back to school, Jay..." She whispered after we broke apart. I nodded, and we headed off.

Two days later!!!!!

The talent show was tonight. Emma hadn't done anything except occassionally glance at me during the day, while I was chillin with my crew. I missed her like crazy.. I mean, she was three feet away from me sometimes, but in my mind she couldn't have been further away from me. I longed for her kisses, and wanted her to come reform me. I knew it sounded cheesy, but I wanted the virtuous Emma to come into my life and plavce expectations upon me as she did my boy Cameron. I needed it.

I held my breath as I watched her walk my way during lunch. She stopped right in front of me, and looked me strait in the eyes.

"I hear you're performing tonight."

"Yah, and?"

"Why are you going to make a fool of yourself?"

"I'll back out if you let me perform for you outside, at my car, now."

"Perform what?"

"You'll see."

She followed me out the door and to my civic. I opened the trunk and pulled the guitar and amp out. Then I closed the trunk and motioned for her to sit on it. As she did I shakily plugged my guitar into my amp and tuned it a bit. I knew I was stalling, but I was nervous. Hell, if you were going to perform a country song to the girl of your dreams in an open parking lot, wouldn't you be nervous?

"Well," I said, "Here goes nothing....

Girl you've never known no one like me
Up there in your high society
They might tell you I'm no good
Girl they need to understand
Just who I am
I may be a real bad boy
But baby I'm a real good man

I may drink too much and play too loud
Hang out with a rough and rowdy crowd
That don't mean I don't respect
My Mama or my Uncle Sam
Yes sir, yes ma'am
I may be a real bad boy
But baby I'm a real good man

I might have a reckless streak
At least a country-mile wide
If you're gonna run with me
It's gonna be a wild ride
When it comes to loving you
I've got velvet hands
I'll show you how a real bad boy
Can be a real good man

I take all the good times I can get
I'm too young for growing up just yet
Ain't much I can promise you
'Cept to do the best I can
I'll be damned
I may be a real bad boy
But baby I'm a real good man

I may be a real bad boy
Oh but baby I'm a real good man
Yes I am"

She seemed shocked when I finished. As she rose to walk away I set my guitar down and grabbed her arm. No, it wasn't a harmful grab, okay? I wouldn't ever hurt her.

"Jay... I know you like me, and I know that song was to let me know that though you and I are from different backrounds, you would treat me right. But what if I'm not ready?"

"We've hooked up before! We went to the clinic together about the ghonerria thing! Why won't you open up to me?"

She looked strait into my eyes, with a passion that scared me. "You want to know why?" she asked, her voice cold as ice. I nodded. "Because, I-"

CLIFFY TIME!!!!!!!! Sorry guys, but I have to update my other stories too! Xs and Os tho!