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Chapter 2

Rommie's heart skipped a beat, her foot fell off of the elliptical she was exercising on.

Gabe.

She watched as the swimmer stepped out of the pool and dried off with a towel. She knew she shouldn't be staring, but he was sooo much cuter than Dylan was.

NO! She was Dylan's girl! He deserved much better than this!

Awww, but Gabe is so hot and tender and smart and kind and funny and protective and sweet and caring…

'AND DYLAN ISN'T?!' she screamed at herself. Dylan really likes you! Be faithful to him!

'Yeah, but has he said he loves you?' a voice in her head slyly asked. Has Gabe?

Rommie stepped out of the exercise room and sat on the bench. She took a sip of her PowerAde© thoughtfully.

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Support your school! Join a team! Show school spirit!

That's what the sign said. Beka laughed. She knew the perfect way to support her school…it involved the gymnast's beam and grease…

She ran to the gym.

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Steve sat down just as the announcer came over the microphone.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gents! Glad to see such a turnout for today's sporting event! Tarn Vedra High vs. Seefras Academy! Today we'll be seeing Louisa-wait how do you pronounce her last name?" the announcer said. "Oh, Louisa some-French-name-I-can't-pronounce, here as a foreign exchange student!"

Beka chortled into her hand. Even the announcer couldn't pronounce her last name! Ha!

Steve's face lit up as Louisa walked out with the rest of the gymnasts, and sat on their bench.

"First up, Molly Gilliam!" the voice boomed. A brunette walked out onto the floor and prepared her pose. "She'll be performing on the floor," the man said over the mic.

Music played and the girl started her routine. Slowly, too slowly for Steve, the girls moved down the bench. Finally, it was her turn.

Louisa walked over to the beam with a firm look in her eyes. The music started.

Suddenly, when she went to turn about, she slipped and fell right off the beam! The coach rushed out to see if she was alright. The crowd gasped in alarm.

Beka, satisfied with her work, left quietly. She walked a block down the road and entered her father's garage, laughing hysterically.

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"Did you hear about Louisa?"

"Yeah, fell right off of that bar! And in front of everybody!"

Trance rolled her eyes. 'Why does everybody need to know about that? Are their own lives too boring?' she thought.

She briskly walked past the gossiping girls and into her Biology room. The bell rang.

The girls behind her whispered as well.

"I can't believe it! How could she? She was really good!"

"Yeah, I'd like to thank whoever knocked her off of her high horse!"

"Oh, come on! She's not that stuck up!"

"I'm on her team-trust me, she's beyond stuck up."

"Omigod!"

The teacher came in and the gossip died down. He began to ramble on about the upcoming semester.

'Yeah, yeah, get on with it!' Trance thought.

He eventually began explaining the rules of the Bio lab. After what seemed like an eternity, the bell rang. Trance blinked her eyes, trying to wake up.

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(that night)

Dylan pulled up to her house. After making sure that his 'baby', the BMW, was perfect, he rang the doorbell.

Rommie ran out and jumped in the car. Her little brother followed with an assortment of cosmetics on. Blue eyeshadow rimmed his nose and hot pink lip gloss tinted his cheeks.

"Don't ask!" she yelled to Dylan as he stood there dumbfounded.

"Ok…" he said. Rommie's mother came out and tried in vain to grab her son's shirt.

Dylan got in the car and drove down to the pizzeria. Rommie clicked on the seat warmer, unbeknownst to Dylan. Soon he felt heat crawling up his thighs, Rommie laughed at his reaction.

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Harper and Trance plowed their way through their second pizza. Trance finished and slapped the table.

"Ha! I knew I could eat ten slices faster than you could!" she announced victoriously.

"Wait, hold on, we were having a contest?" he asked, slurping his Sparky Cola.

"…That's how you normally eat?" Trance asked, in mock-horror. "Remind me not to sit next to you at Thanksgiving!"

Dylan and his girlfriend walked through the door. A slight blush covered Dylan's face, Rommie giggled as he tried to cover it. They sat down and a waiter walked over to them.

"Well, glad to see Cap'n Cock-and-Lock is learning how to deal with embarrassment," Trance said darkly.

"Ooh, vindictive are we?" Harper asked.

"Yeah, he's in Trig with me, he owns the term 'total ass'. I can't see how women flock to him. He has his own fan club you know?" Trance crumbled her napkin.

"Glad to see that the 'I hate stupid guys who act like they rule the world and need to be slapped' club has a new member," Harper laughed.

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Beka walked around the stack of CDs and saw Steve there. She quickly doubled back, but it was too late. He'd seen her.

"Beka," he greeted.

"Hi, Rhade," she smiled briefly. Her eyes flicked to the CD he was holding.

"Barry Manilow's greatest hits?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'm a sucker for Copa Cabana," he shrugged. His hat fell off. Beka reached down to pick it up.

"You're a Braves fan?" Beka asked suspiciously.

He shrugged again. "My whole family is."

"Rhade, that's the worst excuse I've heard! And I live with a family of liars!"

Steve took the hat and placed it back on his neatly kept hair. Beka felt something inside her twitch.

AN: there's Chappie 2, please review! If you're really extra special nice then... I dunno...Santa will give you the Telemachus Rhade action figure!