Hey everyone. Thanks for coming back to read this chapter. I gotta write all this down before I get writers' block again. Enjoy.

Chapter Eleven

Once out of the cafeteria, Od leaned back against a wall and heaved a great sigh of relief. He brought his hand up to his head and rubbed his temple, trying to get rid of a nagging headache. What in the world is going on with me? he thought, leaning his head back as he closed his eyes. It's probably the stress of school. I'm just glad we won't have afternoon classes because of the dance!

Back inside the cafeteria, the trio sat in an awkward silence. It was Yumi who broke it.

"How are we supposed to explain something as complicated as love?" she asked, putting her head in her hands. Jeremy shook his head, and sighed.

"Complicated, yet simple," he said. "Hey Orrick, do you know who Od loves? Or at least had a crush on?" Orrick shrugged.

"I'm not sure," he said. "You know Od. He's not really gang ho on telling everybody something like that."

"He won't even tell you?" Orrick shook his head. Yumi looked up at them from between her fingers.

"Didn't he have a crush on Samantha?" she asked. Orrick smiled humorlessly.

"No," he answered. "It was just a show so no one would suspect that he likes boys." Orrick looked at Jeremy in confusion. "Why did you want to know?"

"Well," said the blonde genius, resting his arms upon the table, "I thought that if we knew who it was, and if Od spent enough time around that person, he'd start to feel the same about them again. We could overcome the virus, but the problem is, we doing know who it is." Orrick listened as he stared down at the table with a dark frown on his face. Why am I feeling jealous all of a sudden? he thought.

"Orrick?" He looked up, his eyes slightly wide.

"Huh?"

"Are you ok?" asked Yumi in concern. "You seem slightly out of it today."

"Yeah, well..." Jeremy nodded in agreement with Yumi.

"Yeah, you do," he said. "More so then us. What's up?" Orrick opened his mouth to answer, paused, before clamping his mouth shut.

"Nothing..." he said, shaking his head. "It's nothing." What was I going to say? What was I supposed to say? The already heavy burden on his chest began to build up, making it harder for him to breath.

"Orrick?" asked Yumi, alarmed. "You're breathing like you ran a twenty-mile marathon!" Orrick's hand flew to his chest, and he hurriedly stood up.

"It's n-nothing," he repeated. "I j-just need s-some air." With that said, he hurriedly ran out of the cafeteria, all eyes following him.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Nicholas, his voice ringing above the confused murmurs of the other students.

"Why should we care?" retorted Herb, a scowl on his face as he watched Sissy's face turn from confusion to slight concern.

"He didn't seem well," she said. Then a smile formed on her face. "He'll need someone gentle and kind to take care of him." She was about to suggest herself, when Yumi's humorless laughter reached her ears, and she turned to glare at her.

"Well, that rules you out, Sissy," she said, hiding her laughter behind her hand. Jeremy smiled slightly.

"Yes, of course," he said. "But if you wanted to rub your stupidity onto him, be our guest! But I don't think he'd appreciate it very much." Laughter bubbled within the cafeteria, and Sissy glared at them, before returning to her lunch, an angry scowl on her face.

I know this is short, but that's as much as I could get so far. Writers' block got to me. Well, until the next chapter. Later.