A/N: This story takes place pretty up to date, but without Maige, simply because I didn't know about the pairing when I started the story.

By the second hour, it was obvious that the sleepover was falling apart. It was like a bad recipe, thrown off by one ingredient. And everyone, whether they would admit it or not, knew the ingredient was Heather.

Ashley was sprawled out on my bed, flipping through Rolling Stones magazine, with Heather, who was commenting on the Children of Celebrities article.

"It would be awesome to be Kelly Osbourne," Heather commented, running her unpolished fingers through the disheveled brown hair I had made so much fun of in the past.

"Why?" Hazel asked, recoiling in disgust as she continued to search for a new Christina Agulara video.

"I don't know," Heather said thoughtfully, sitting cross-legged on my bed, and thumbing through the magazine. "I mean…yeah, her dad's crazy and all, but I would kill for that kind of freedom."

"Why?" Ashley asked; her eyes glued to a picture of John Lennon's offspring. "Are your parents really strict or something?"

She nodded. "You could say that. I'm not allowed to date until I'm out of college. But I kind of wonder what kind of control they'll have at that point."

For Hazel, the idea was unthinkable. "You're not allowed to date? I'm not either, but I do it anyway."

Heather shook her head. "There's more to it than that," she said plainly. She turned to Ashley, to continue her refined musical conversation. "I love Imagine, by John Lennon," she said, turning the page. "Nobody writes music like that anymore. I mean, it's all about who loves who, but it never makes a point."

Terri shrugged. "I don't know. Just because it's about love doesn't mean it's pointless."

"Yeah," Heather nodded. "I know. But it's not about real love. It's just the dramatic stuff you find in high school."

Hazel rolled her eyes. "Says the girl who's never had a boyfriend. I know what me and Jimmy have is love."

"Jimmy and I," Ashley corrected.

"I'm going to go make some popcorn," I announced suddenly. I stepped out of the room, and took a quick stop before I made my way to the kitchen. I stepped into my bathroom and took several deep breaths.

It's alright, Paige, I thought. Get a hold of yourself.

She likes Ashley more than she likes you.

"It doesn't matter," Paige whispered out loud. "I'm straight."

Satisfied with her exhaling routine, Paige slid out of her bathroom, toward the kitchen. When she returned, with bowls and napkins to go along with the scalding, buttery bag she held with two fingers, she found that her friends were playing her least favorite game.

"Let's start over, since Paige came back," Heather suggested.

Paige sat down, Indian style on her floor, and held out her fingers. "You don't have to show which ones you get out on," Ashley announced. "You can put your hands behind your back."

No one seemed to feel the need, so Hazel began. "I have never worn a band t-shirt," she stated.

I sighed in irritation as I slipped a handful of popcorn into my mouth. I had a feeling that she was trying to get Heather out, but I didn't say anything.

"I have never had sex," Terri continued.

I sighed deeply, unsure of what to do. I knew Terri didn't know about Dean, so I didn't get upset. Instead, I kept my fingers up as if nothing had happened.

Surprisingly, I noticed that Ashley had struck out. "Craig?" I guessed.

Ashley nodded, and bowed her head lightly. "Before he was institutionalized."

I nodded. "I have never referred to someone as 'Hon,'" Ashley said.

I knew that one was directed at me. "I have never kissed Jimmy," I said, against Ashley and Hazel.

The game went well for a few rounds, until Hazel came up with one that made my stomach turn.

"I have never gotten a crush on a girl," Hazel said.

Ashley seemed disgusted. "Homophobic, much?"

"I didn't say it was bad, I just said I've never done it," Hazel responded, seeming slightly put off by Ashley's tone.

"But if you had, would you want everyone at the party to know about it?" Ashley asked.

I wondered if I was the only person to notice Heather put her hands behind her back.