A/N: Hey peeps! Here I am again! Dead tired I must say (yawns) stood up all night watching the Oscars ceremony. Oh well…

Wyverna, Nanners-77 and MetallicaMad: Thank you so much for your wonderful reviews! I'm really glad you liked the fic and I just hope not to disappoint you with this second chapter!

Mouth

"you gave me this
you made me give
your silver grin
still sticking it in

you have a soul machine
soul machine

your loaded smiles
pretty just desserts
wish it all for you
so much it never hurts

you have a soul machine
stolen me
all your mental armour drags me down
we can't breathe when you come around
all your mental armour drags me down
nothing hurts like your mouth"

"We need to talk Frederick. Now."

I can see his face contort slightly in surprise. Apparently Ice Man here wasn't expecting me to confront him… well that shows how little he knows me. I'm fed up with those silent competitions! What is he trying to prove anyway? Does he think himself superior just because he can stare at me for minutes without breaking eye contact? He's ridiculous! Totally and utterly ridiculous! But I need to know why… there must be reason… there's got to be a reason! We never used to be like this, I mean we weren't exactly friends but we weren't enemies either. I guess we were just… friendly. We fought occasionally because he thinks I'm a stuck-up class factotum and an insufferable teacher's pet and I think he's a lazy ignorant jerk and a bad boy wannabe, but things would go back to normal after that. There was no unspoken rivalry, no staring games to see who was the weak and who was the powerful. I miss those days, I swear I do…

"You've had all day to talk to me…" he says coolly brandishing his infamous smirk "I gotta go home now."

Avoiding the subject and running off. That's so typical of Freddy. Oh but he is so wrong if he thinks he's going to get away like that! I smirk back at him and tilt my head shooting him cold, teasing glances.

"My, aren't I sensing a little tension here? Are you scared of having a little, harmless chat with me Jones? ..."

Freddy blinks a couple of times obviously taken aback by my question. I've pushed the right button and I know for sure he's going to stay. He would never give me the satisfaction of calling him a coward!

"Of course I'm not scared Tinker! Why would I?"

He always addresses me by my band name in a weak attempt to make me mad. How pathetic is that? He sits down at his desk and I follow him.

"Well talk then! ..." he adds not waiting for my answer.

I cross my legs and look him in the eye.

"Why were you staring at me? "

I see him arched his eyebrows in fake surprise. I know exactly what his next move is going to be…

"Excuse me?"

Goddamnit Jones! Can't you stop the acting for 5 freaking minutes and be honest for once in your life?

"You heard me Jones! And stop playing misunderstood for God's sake! "I spat out angrily. I shut my mouth abruptly and tuck a strand of hair behind my ear as I try and lower my voice. "Now, why were you staring at me in class? "

"Because you were staring at me in first place. " he replies simply.

I open my mouth indignantly to protest and feel my cheeks turn scarlet. How dare he!

"I… was… not!"

He lean forward and rest his elbows on his knees, amusement sparkling in his big brown eyes

"Yes you were! When I looked up you were already staring at me…"

I hate to admit it but he's got a point. I was indeed looking at him before he raised his eyes to face me.

"So I guess you should be the one answering that question!" he concludes triumphantly.

Before I could say anything, someone coughs by the door. In my hurry to turn around and see who is it, I fall off my chair and land squarely on the classroom floor. Miss Mullins is staring at me in utter shock.

"Miss Hathaway, Mister Jones… your class was over a long time ago. I suggest you two leave and go home." she says before she storms off.

As I get up, Freddy burst out laughing.

"You're hilarious Summer! … You should've seen your face when old Mullins coughed! It seemed like you were going to have a heart attack or something! " he said between laughs.

I glare furiously at him and bite on my lip. I'm doing my best not to rip his blonde head off!

"Laugh all you want! This is far from being over Frederick Jones! Mark my words!"

And with that, I run off the room.