This is Life's a Pineapple Part 2. It was originally all one chapter but it was really long so I halved it for you! So it just continues from where we left Life's a Pineapple Part 1. Thanks and Pie, R&R, N x

Jerome 'hmmed' at him disapprovingly but didn't further the matter.

"Jerome has the best project for you!" He cried, "Since this is life science. You are all going to document life. Your lives. Only I want you to do it in pairs. Because life, is about," he brandished two fingers, "togetherness. Get in partners."

The class began buzzing nervously.

"Partners?" Chase offered, a lot more keener on Rebecca since she proved she was just more than a pretty face. Rebecca smiled.

"Do you think I should ask him?"

"No way, I'll ask him first."

"Nu-uh, I think he's into me, I mean, the other day, I said 'hi' and he said 'hey.'"

Dana rolled her eyes.

Logan was going to ask her.

And then she saw it. It was a tiny little gesture, but Dana's senses were sharp. The over-zealous red-head at the front called Lucy or something like that was trying subtly to catch Logan's attention. To ask to work together, probably. Dana didn't want to go across and ask Logan to be her partner. It'd ruin the attitude and reputation persona she'd spent years building. She'd like to think that Logan would say no to Lucy and ask her instead, but she knew Logan was conniving and would accept, simply to make Dana jealous. He'd done it before, at the last dance. A blonde asked him to the dance, he agreed only because she was one degree above the ugly line. During the dance, the pair didn't separate. They kissed. They made out.

Dana punched the girl in the face.

She cast her eyes across the classroom in hopes of finding a plan, her eyes finally resting on a boy a few rows in front of her. He was tall, dark, and a member of Art's popular and good-looking sports player clique. His name was Jackson Rennison. Rennison. Reese. Rennison. Reese.

She flung her hand up in the air.

"Yes?" Jerome frowned.

"I don't really now much about life Jerome, but -"

Rebecca turned to see who was speaking. It was that girl she'd seen briefly on moving into 101. And she wasn't very nice. But now, she was using an unusually nice and innocent tone.

"- forgive me, but isn't life sometimes 'unfair' and 'uniform?'" Dana continued, "I think maybe, we shouldn't get to pick our partners. You should do it an alphabetical order, just to prove how tough life is."

Melissa began hyperventilating again.

"Melissa Race! My name is Melissa Race! Reese, Race!"

Dana saved herself from giving her game away by biting her lip to prevent a smug smile crawling across her face as the red-head returned to looking at her desk, definitely put-out.

"Any chance there's no kids in the class between 'Matthews' and 'Sinclair?'" Chase asked, nudging Rebecca in the ribs to deter her from her furious pout at Jerome.

"I wish," she groaned, "aw Chase! Our project would have been immense!"

"Okay, Kelly Adams and, Lisa Anniston." Jerome ran his finger down the register.

Dana let herself smile slightly as the red-head (presumably Lisa Anniston and not Lucy at all) waved weakly at Kelly Adams. She tried to ignore Melissa who couldn't sit still in her seat.

"This sucks," Chase whispered, "I bet no one would've done our idea."

"You better not use it with whoever you get," Rebecca said sternly, "I won't use it with whoever I have. We can save it. We're bound to partnered up at some point."

"Chase Matthews," Jerome called.

"Hey!" Rebecca hissed, "that's you. Good luck."

"Harry Onslow."

Chase groaned quietly while Harry looked outraged.

"Ooh, lucky," Rebecca whispered, "he's lush."

"I don't think being," he paused awkwardly, "'lush' is going to make him project partner material. He'll sit around and do his hair."

"What's wrong with that?" She joked, flicking her hair dramatically for effect.

"Attention seeking?" Logan asked, "Cause you got mine."

Rebecca sneered at him.

"Melissa Race and Hannah Raleigh," Jerome called. Melissa stopped bouncing, looking like she was about to cry.

"Logan Reese and Jackson Rennison," Jerome said. Rebecca let out a sigh of deep relief. Dana smiled to herself.

"Er Jerome," Jackson boomed in a deep rasp, loud enough to cover Rebecca's catch of breath, "I asked Dean to transfer to art next week, so I'm dropping life sci."

"You're dead to Jerome," Jerome cried, causing Jackson to shift uncomfortably in his seat. Dana wanted to scream at him.

You stupid good-looking idiot! Couldn't you have waited until the project was over to vent your violent feelings towards a creative subject like art as opposed to bashing up your opponents on the court! I'm sure they could've taken a couple more hits!

"Okay, Logan Reese and Trey Sawyer."

Rebecca sank back down in her seat, thanking whoever was up there for her fortune. Dana refrained from letting out a little 'whoop.'

"Okay, Rebecca Sinclair and N –"

"Jerome?" Lisa Anniston's arm was waving in the air, "Sawyer's in Canada."

"For how long?"

"Until the end of the year," said Lisa Anniston, "He's on a foreign school programme."

"Rebecca, I'll just pair you with Logan then," Jerome said lightly, continuing down the list. Rebecca's jaw dropped.

No.

Not.

Happening.

Dana let out a gasp of disbelief. Her plans had never failed her before, but now, she'd managed to land Logan in the hands of the prettiest girl at PCA.

"So class," Jerome clasped his hands together, "those are your new partners. I'm glad Jerome did them alphabetically, because by not getting your partner of choice, it just proves," Jerome looked across at Logan and Rebecca who were already hissing at each other and making threatening gestures, "what a bitch life can be."

Dana glared sourly at Logan and Rebecca.

You can say that again Jerome.

Thank you so much MrsLoganReese for reading and reviewing, my most loyal r&r'er, and everyone else - you won't be hating Rebecca for long, there's someone else who you can't help but love to hate coming soon...