A/N: I do realize that Torrie and John are not the same age, but I've screwed up the timeline and the rosters, meaning there was no Draft Lottery, so be warned! Oh and one last thing, pretend Torrie is relatively new too. K thanks!

This chapter is kinda long, try not to fall asleep!

Chapter Four

The two looked at each other with their mouths hanging open and eyes almost bulging out of their sockets. They breathed heavily and didn't say a word, the room was filled with an eerie silence.

"I'm sure you'll er… get along!" chuckled Dawn uncomfortably, the two never took their eyes off of each other. "Eddie, save me…"

"Let's get out of here before this place explodes!" joked Eddie as he left the room with Dawn and Rey, slamming the door shut behind them.

"Man that was scary…" said Rey shaking his head as they walked quickly, they didn't plan on going anywhere but at least it was away from the awkward ones.

"They looked possessed man!" said Eddie.

"Wait!" Torrie yelled as she attempted to follow them, but they ran off too quickly. Torrie sighed and went back in the locker room, knowing that she'd probably regret this. She sat down frigidly and four seats away from John.

"Hi," said John with a fake smile, trying to start a conversation.

"Hi," she replied, with her hands firmly on her laps, her fingers drumming on her knees. She always did that when she was nervous.

"You're nervous aren't you?" he asked.

"Yeah," she answered. "You too."

"I know I'm sweating like a pig…"

"I cant stop fidgeting!"

"Yeah, you always used to," he said with a genuine smile. His kind and friendly, warm smile. "Last time you met my parents you er… oh never mind…"

Silence filled the room again.

"What time is it?" she asked him, he looked over at the wall clock. "Oh there's a clock…"

"Yeah, I was playing 'I spy' with myself just now instead of listening to Eddie talk about girls…" he joked. She laughed.

"You haven't changed one bit," she said.

"You haven't either,"

"But it's a good thing," added Torrie.

"Yeah of course!" he nodded.

They both watched the hands on the clock move ever so slowly.

"You don't h-hate me, do you?" he asked nervously.

"No," she chortled. "Only that day, for about three hours and then yeah, you were off my hate list… Do you hate me?"

"Yeah," he said. She looked at him in shock. "I hate you for looking just as gorgeous as you were the last time I saw you."

She felt warm again, oh no she blushed, she felt her cheeks flush and she knew at the sight of his grin that she had turned bright pink and glowing like an idiot.

"You're blushing!"

"No," she lied, making matters worse.

"Yes you are, look, you're blushing even more now!" he teased.

"You're still really mean, you know that?"

"Yep," said John arrogantly, "It's not easy being evil!"

She laughed at his remark. He then shifted a seat over, moving closer to her.

"Has anyone told you that that top makes you look like a-" John said, before getting cut off by Torrie.

"A slut? Yeah, Dawn said that just now…"

"Ah great minds think alike you see," nodded John.

"Great minds? You and Dawn… Yeah sure!" chuckled Torrie sarcastically.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked quietly as she still laughed.

"What?" she asked.

"You heard me," he said.

"No," she answered. "Well not a serious, serious since my last serious, serious relationship with er… you."

"Oh," he said. "Well I didn't mean to make you feel awkward."

"It's ok," she assured him. In fact she was ok with it. She really hadn't been in a relationship for more than two weeks, which was pathetic for a woman of 24. It had been five years since she had been with John, but feelings still hadn't totally disappeared. In fact, they came back again… today. But she had a feeling she would regret this.

"You?" she asked.

"Huh?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yes." He answered. Ahh. Pain. Heartache. He noticed the sudden change in her facial expressions. "But I don't know if it'll last… I haven't been in a serious relationship really…"

"Oh?" she smirked, suddenly feeling a little bit better and very interested. "Nor have I come to think of it…"

"Yeah, there's no one quite like me!" he teased sticking his tongue out playfully as he sat back in his seat. Torrie noticed that John hadn't changed. He really hadn't changed. He was more comfortable with her now, he felt as if they never had gone their separate ways. Somehow he felt as if they were still together and it felt damn good. It was wrong, but still. Something inside of him wanted her, but his loyalty was to his girlfriend.

"You're so modest!" she said sarcastically.

"You and your sarcasm, you really haven't changed!" he laughed as he sat up and nudged her with his elbow to her rib.

"Ouch! You haven't changed either! Not one bit!" she said pinching him back.

"It's a good thing though…" he added, on a lighter note.

"Yeah…"

"Yeah…"

They gazed into each others eyes when suddenly the door creaked open and the other three returned to see if the two were ok.

"So you haven't bitten each others' heads off?" asked Eddie.

"No," chuckled Torrie.

"We're cool…" shrugged John casually.

"Has Torrie done something to you?" asked Dawn suspiciously as she looked at Torrie with a smirk. Torrie glared at her. "Did she give you a lap dance?"

"DAWN!" roared Torrie. "You are SO inappropriate! Please!"

"Well as much as he'd like one, he's got a match now!" added Rey. "So maybe later Tor!"

"Sure…" said Torrie blankly as she watched the guys leave, her eyes firmly locked on John. He waved to her with a faint smile before shutting the door behind him. Shivers raced down her spine, her body tingled, a cheesy grin plastered on her glowing face. It was good to see him again, no doubt. But she feared her feelings for him would return.