Thanks for all the reviews!

Sorry it's been taking me awhile to write Chapter Five!

This is the first chapter that I didn't post up in one day!

Anyway, once again, thanks, and finally, here's chapter five!

Liberty woke up. She rubbed her eyes, and groaned. It was nine-o-clock, according to her clock on the wall. Liberty was late for school, for the first time since first grade! She didn't feel like getting up. She got up, anyway, slowly, and shuffled over to her mirror hung up on the other side of the wall.

Liberty touched her hair-it was greasy. She glanced at herself. Liberty knew she looked horrible. She glanced back at her clock, and it read '9:02 am,' "Ugh, I guess I better not waste anymore time," Liberty thought out loud. She quickly got into the shower, and finished in about twenty minutes.

"Not bad, Miss. Van Zandt," Liberty muttered. She quickly got on an old pair of flip-flops, an oversized tee-shirt, and a torn-up pair of jeans. Liberty ran downstairs, and tripped on her flip-flops.

She ignored it, and grabbed her backpack. "I'm off to school! Love you!" Liberty called, and walked over to her front door. "Love you too," she muttered, and sighed. Liberty slammed the door shut, and suddenly her eyes went wide. "Wait-where's my keys?" she asked herself.

"Crap, crap, CRAP!" Liberty shouted. She walked off to school, anyway. It would be better if she handled the situation when she got home. Liberty arrived at school in about...let's see...thirty minutes. Instead of pushing the doors open, she pulled the doors.

Liberty groaned, and pushed the doors open, frustrated. She stopped by the office, and ran toward her 'first,' class. Liberty rushed toward Mr. Simpson's class, and opened the door. Everybody in the classroom, including J.T., looked up from their computers and glanced at her.

"Liberty," Mr. Simpson said, walking toward her. "Take your seat," He walked back to his desk blankly, and began typing on his new, new laptop. Liberty nodded, and walked over to her seat, and glanced at the assignment (s) on the board.

"20 minutes of Ultra Key," it read. Liberty logged in, and clicked on the icon that read 'Ultra Key,' while it loaded, Liberty glanced around her. Everyone had finally stopped staring at her. "Finally-everyone's stopped staring!" She thought to herself.

Liberty noted to herself that J.T., every now and then, looked up from his computer, and glanced at her. She only slightly nodded at him in reply. Liberty glanced back at her computer and noticed several instant messages had popped up.

One was from iM s0 H0t 1094.

'iM s0 H0t 1094: why were u late, lozer face? u r lyke neva late

grapevinedegras: Why does it matter, Manny?

iM s0 H0t 1094: uh hello lyke i said..ur neva late..

grapevinedegras: Like I said, why does it matter to you? You've never cared about me before.

iM s0 H0t 1094: and i still don't. and no 1 else doez either. ur an ugly freek. no 1 lykes u. im a sexi beast and evryone lykes moi. especially the guyz.

Liberty began sobbing silently, and blocked her. "Why doesn't anyone understand me?" she thought to herself. But then again, she thought of something else that came to her mind. "But why did I let Manny get to me?"

Liberty ignored her thoughts, and glanced at Manny. Manny felt Liberty's eyes touch her, so she looked up from her computer, and gave Liberty a 'fake,' smile. Liberty just shook her head slowly, and tears fell down her eyes.

Manny looked slightly guilty, but covered it up by rolling her eyes. Manny then turned back to her computer, and began working on Ultra Key. Liberty exited out of Manny's message, and began to read the message from SaVe - A- tReE.

SaVe - A- tReE: hey liberty!

grapevinedegras: Oh, hi, Emma.

SaVe - A- tReE: so...why were you late today? i was getting worried.

grapevinedegras: Well, let's just say that I wasn't in the mood to go to school today.

SaVe - A- tReE: oh, well, why?

grapevinedegras: I just didn't really feel like it, I guess.

SaVe - A- tReE: oh...well, i better get back to the assignment! we only have 15 minutes left!! bye!

grapevindegrasi: Oh, all right...Bye...

Liberty bit her lip. She hated lying to Emma. Emma was a really nice friend. One of Liberty's only friends...Liberty let it go, and exited out of Emma's message.

She then turned to the message written by sk8er--boi. Liberty's eyebrows rose. She knew who sk8er—boi was. Sk8er--boi was J.T., of course. Liberty shrugged her shoulders, and opened up the message.

'sk8er—boi: hey...

grapevinedegtasi: Oh, hi, J.T.

sk8er—boi: look, last night...

grapevinedegrasi: Last night...?

sk8er—boi: last night was...crazy. i mean, we both said things that we didn't mean to say—you have to admit that.

grapevinedegrasi: What do you mean? You said your feelings, I said mine.

sk8er—boi: so you really don't want me to break up with manny?'

Liberty closed her eyes before writing a response. Did she really want J.T. to break up with Manny? Yes, but...

'grapevinedegrasi: Oh, no, no-I definitely don't want you to break up with Manny! I mean, you guys obviously make a happy couple!

sk8er—boi: oh, okay...if that's the way you feel...

grapevinedegrasi: Yes! That's exactly how I feel!'

Meanwhile...

J.T.'s eyes went wide. Was she serious? "But...but...I thought Liberty has always liked me!" he thought to himself. He closed his eyes hard, and thought for awhile.

sk8erboi: oh, okay...well, I guess I better get back to ultra key...see ya...

Meanwhile...

"WHAT!!" Liberty shouted inside her head. "I was just...UGH!" She grunted, and paused for a moment before writing a response.

grapevinedegrasi: J.T...wait!!

Meanwhile...

J.T. leaned toward the computer. He felt grumpy. "She had her chance...two times," J.T. thought to him self.

sk8erboi: look, lib, it will have to wait. i have to finish ultra key...bye.

J.T. signed off, and went back to his assignment, and began typing once again.

Meanwhile (Goodness! So many 'meanwhile,' 's!) ...

Liberty's mouth turned into a frown. She began to type; "Wait!! I have something to tell yo-," but never got to finish. Liberty looked over at J.T., and waited for him to glance back at her.

He never did, though. "When has he ever been so serious about his work?" She signed, and noticed that Ultra Key had loaded quite some time ago. Liberty began typing, and sighed.

Hmm. Interesting, eh?

Will J.T. get serious about his relationship with Manny?

Will Liberty win back J.T.'s heart?

Stay tuned!