~Wendy!~

The metal handle felt cool on my hand as I harshly pulled the Girl's Bathroom door open and stormed out into the hall, I felt the student's eyes follow my as I once again skipped another day of school by heading towards the main entrance.

I rushed down the steps and bumped into Chris, only his books tumbled to the floor, the sadness and anger from my sister's words had made me grip tightly onto my books, my knuckles were turning white and my fingers hurt.

"Sorry." I mumbled, without looking at him, I marched straight past and headed back to my tree.

My eyes stayed blank, as if I was hypnotized, not knowing what was going on outside, the tears kept falling though.

"Hey! Wendy!" I heard Chris' voice behind me, followed by his sneakers patting the ground. He slowed down as he got nearer, and when he was next to me he took one look at me and gasped, "Shit Wendy, what happened?"

I had to tell him, I had to tell someone, I knew almost everything that was going on and it was killing me.

"It's complicated." I said eventually taking my eyes away from the sidewalk.

"I don't mind," he replied, shrugging.

"If I tell you, you have to promise not to tell another living soul." I stopped and turned towards him.

"I promise."

"On your mother's good name?" I wiped the tears from my eyes.

"I promise on my mother's good name that I won't repeat to another living soul what you are about to say to me." He held his hand to his heart but looked restless.

An old distant memory of Chris telling me how he got to look like a Canadian sunset a few years back entered my mind. I had heard about the kid from Chamberlain that nobody could find, Ray Brower, but when Chris told me that he, Gordie and two other boys, Vern Tessio and Teddy DuChamp, had found the body and made the anonymous phone call I had pleaded with him for weeks to tell me what had happened. He eventually did, starting from the morning he set off to the day they arrived back home in good 'ole Castle Rock.

"Pinky swear?" I asked him, smiling.

"Yeah, pinky swear." He did the appropriate actions and we then began to walk to my tree.

We walked for another fifteen minutes before finally getting to the tree, kicking the odd pebble between us.

I sat down with a heavy sigh, leaning against the tree trunk, and Chris sat beside me.

Where to begin? The beginning would be good, but when is the beginning, this could go back years, I've always liked Ace, ever since that one day in August, years ago, when Rory brought Ace Merrill home.

(A/N: Just a quick note, I'm not going to write the flashback in Wendy's POV, I'm going to narrate it! POV is getting on my bloody nerves! ::growls::)

#Flashback#

Wendy Amberson, a young girl who had just finished the main growths of puberty, and had recently found out in Sex Ed what was actually inside the opposite sex's pants, sat sideways in a big, brown leather armchair her denim-clad legs dangling over the arm and her white shirt awkwardly moving as her hand wrote an essay on what she thought was the best invention the world had seen.

One of the laces on her trainer had come undone and was taunting an energetic puppy called Hades. Wendy lazily swung her feet back and forth; Hades jumped up many times trying to catch the lace that had come lose in his jaws, but continued to fail.

He was a gift from her parents, to soften the blow she'd receive when they had told her they were moving. Her twin sister, Rory, had also received a gift, a black kitten which she had named Tabitha.

Two months she had lived in Castle Rock, and it felt like a lifetime, Wendy, had become shy and insecure after the move and hadn't managed to make friends. Rory, on the other hand, had succeeded beautifully, capturing the hearts of many young men.

Wendy's older brother, Axel, was in-between the two sisters in the popularity stakes, he didn't really need much friends, he had told Wendy his plans to join the army as soon as he graduated from school, Wendy dreaded the day that he had to leave, Axel being the only person in the family that actually understood her.

The double doors to the dining room opened and a short, frail looking woman entered the room, "Wendy, I've told you before and I'll tell you again. No dirty trainers on my carpet."

"Mom, my trainers aren't on the carpet." Wendy argued, watching her mother tug at her scuffed, white trainers until they came off, revealing baby-pink socks.

Mrs. Amberson ignored this fact, knowing that her daughter had to have walked to the chair across the carpet in those dreadful trainers. "I don't see why you can't be more like Rory; she's made loads of new friends."

"I would hardly call the local gang friends, Mom." Wendy sighed turning back to her essay.

"A gang indeed. Humph. One of those boys is coming over for dinner, so you behave yourself... and be polite." Mrs. Amberson scolded her daughter for making up such lies, little did Mrs. Amberson know, they were completely true.

"Golly, one of those boys is coming over, gee-whiz, I'll go put on my best dress right now." Wendy replied sarcastically, not attempting to move from her comfortable position from the armchair.

A snickering was heard from the hall and both Wendy and her mother turned to see who it was, Rory, beautiful and popular Rory Amberson was leaning against the archway, laughing at her sister's antics.

"Don't you encourage her, young lady." Mrs. Amberson shook her finger towards Rory, then turned and walked back into the dining room, closing the doors behind her.

"Wendy?" Rory asked pushing her body wait away from the wall.

"Yeah?" Wendy replied, picking up a whining Hades who couldn't quite manage to jump onto the chair yet.

"I'm going to get changed," Rory answered gesturing to her wet clothes, "and see if I can borrow some of Axel's clothes for my friend."

"Where is your friend?" Wendy asked, stroking Hades as he nuzzled into her shirt.

"Outside, making sure nothing happens to his car in the rain." She shrugged and trotted up the stairs.

The door opened and closed shortly after, Wendy heard footsteps and turned her attention back to the archway where her sister had been standing.

He sauntered towards her; the rain had made his skin glisten and his black- shirt cling tightly to his chest muscles, making him seem disturbingly erotic.

Wendy was speechless, she knew she was staring, but she couldn't help it, he was so handsome, he was her sister's friend, he was in her house, he was looking right at her.

Wendy quickly looked down at Hades, a crimson strip heating up her cheeks. She immediately felt self-conscious, no make-up, her hair had been quickly tied into loose bunches this morning, she looked at him out of the corner of her eye and through a few pieces of black her that were dangling over her face.

He was looking at her with a smug grin and eyes of wonder. He was about to take a few steps further when Wendy felt the heat flee from her cheeks.

"Whoa!" She cried before he took another step. "Not on the carpet, my mom will think it was me."

He chuckled and slipped off his black shoes.

"Just put them by the front door." Wendy said, admiring his physique as soon as his back was turned.

She figured he must have been slightly older than herself and Rory, and if not, he certainly looked older than them.

He came back in and Wendy made sure her eyes were anywhere but the arch, she eventually settled on pretending to read over her essay. "Make yourself at home." She said, not taking her eyes away from the paper.

He sat down on one of the two couches; Wendy noticed that he was sitting in the seat that was closest to her, except the floor. She felt his eyes on her and immediately began to blush again, that feeling continued for a few more minutes until she finally put her papers on the coffee table, picked up Hades so she wouldn't squish him. Turning in her seat to face this mysterious friend of her sister's Wendy put Hades back down in a comfortable place next to her and asked: "Were you a sheep in a past life?"

"Huh?" The stranger replied.

"I can feel you staring at me, sheep stare, were you a sheep in a past life?" She asked rather irritably.

He smiled at this statement, "Not that I'm aware of."

Wendy huffed and rested her chin on the palm of her hand, supporting herself, so that she would remain at level eye contact with him.

"My name's Wendy. Yours is?" She began again, although she was extremely pleased with his looks, she knew that there had to be something lacking in the brains department.

"Ace." He said his eyes looking down at Hades scratch himself behind the ear.

"Ace? What kind of a name is Ace?" Wendy giggled, wondering what kind of a person would name their child Ace.

"It's what my friends call me." Ace explained.

"Because you're so ace?" Wendy replied smoothly, shocked at how she just flirted with a complete stranger and it felt normal.

His eyes shot back up to hers and flickered with something Wendy couldn't place. "Yeah," he replied, "but my real name is John."

"John... or Ace..." Wendy's mind wandered off like it usually did and she became exceedingly curious about which department he was so ace in. "I prefer Ace." She said, finally aware that his eyes were slipping from her face and down to other parts of her body.

"What's his name?" Ace said, quickly moving his eyes from Wendy's chest to the young puppy who had now settled himself.

"Hades. I named him after the Greek God of the Underworld, although he's just a big softy." Wendy said, tucking a few strands of hair behind her ear.

#End Flashback#

"Is this really all necessary?" Chris asked, interrupting my beautiful story of the past.

"I was just trying to explain that there has always been some kind of chemistry between us." I muttered.

"I've never noticed anything between you two."

"That day there was chemistry, it died when he left, and I suppose it's come back to life recently." I rubbed my head, confused at all the emotions I was feeling.

"Recently?" Chris said getting on his hands and knees and moving in front of my face, "Recently?" He asked again.

I explained to him what had been happening between me and Ace, from the note in detention to the previous conversation at the tree. I also decided to tell him about Eyeball and Rory-

"I know." He muttered, looking ashamed of his brother.

"How?" I asked, unhappy that it wasn't only me who had another big secret.

"I saw them in the bathroom at school." He said, looking even more ashamed.

I told him about the not so brief kisses with Eyeball and new tears poured from my eyes. Chris embraced me in a hug and I happily cried into his neck, feeling better for having told someone.

"There something you not telling me about, Wendy?" Ace's voice echoed in my head and I looked up to see him looking very pissed off, switchblade in hand.

"No." I said, standing up and embarrassed that Ace would see me like this, eyes all red and puffy, snot probably dripping from my noise. Oh boy, he's really going to want there to be an us (A/N: If you took the space out between an and us you'd get anus. Tehehe) now isn't he?

"It doesn't look like that to me," Ace said, glaring at Chris.

"Chris, go back to school." I said turning to him as he got up.

"No." He said, probably wondering what Ace was going to do with that blade.

"Please. I'll be okay." I practically begged him.

When Chris had finally leaved, Ace turned his attention back to me.

"Ace, he was just being a friend, I needed to talk to someone." I said calmly, hoping that it might calm Ace down.

"You could have talked to me." He said, putting his switchblade away in his pocket.

Although it was completely inappropriate, I couldn't but burst out into hysterical laughter, "You're jealous!" I managed to get out.

I leaned against the tree, gasping for breath, Ace walked up to me, placed his hands on either side of my face, tilted my head upwards and kissed me passionately.

I wasn't sure if he wanted to do it or if he was just doing it to shut me up, either way, it still felt like heaven.

When we pulled apart he took me by the hand and led me to his car and asked me a life altering question as he got in the driver's seat, "Your place or mine?"

As soon as I said, "Mine", we sped off to my house, me giggling insanely all the way, anticipating was going to happen, Ace looking determined to get there quickly.

I fumbled with my keys when we got to the door and as soon as we got inside, we began to kiss, I threw the keys onto the kitchen worktop as Ace scooped me up in his arms and carried me to my bedroom.

#~#

A/N: Okay, it's pretty obvious what they're going to do... Wendy's not a virgin, ladies and ladies (I doubt many guys will read this) I was going to write the horizontal jogging scene but this thing was getting pretty damn long, so I'll just leave it up to the reader's imaginations. But Ace is not a complete asshole like he usually is he's very sweet and gentle and loving and stuff, so no-one expect Wendy to wake up discovering that she's been raped!!!! Anyway... back to Ze Revenge!

Louise: *sits at desk trying to plot evil revenge against Sophie*

Cal: Honey, come back to bed, you can plot evil revenge tomorrow.

Louise: But we already had sex for the past 37 hours! Besides Sophie has gorgeous men, she has Ace and Johnny Depp! She has freaking Johnny Depp!!!!

Cal: *looks v. pissed off*

Louise: ... but I love you the most... Crap. I'm not going to get any lovin' now am I?

Cal: Nope.

Louise: *dances erotically around pole that magically appeared from nowhere*

Cal: *v. aroused*

Louise: I still need to plot revenge *smiles sweetly and batters eyelashes*

~2 hours later~

Louise: *(as Sophie beautifully put it) does nasty things to Cal*

Cal: *v. pleased*

Louise: Screw revenge! This is fun! Yee-hah!

*_ Nine freaking pages!!!!! *dances*