A/N: thank you guys for all the awesome reviews…you guys seriously make my day. Just to clear a few things up…for those of you who haven't realized…I am the author of this story…meaning I AM GOD :o) Meaning if Michael J. Fox suddenly burst into Rae's room with a flux capacitor and took the whole team back to 1952 you must all accept it as truth because, once again, you have no choice. Anywho, my point is I changed the years a bit to better fit MY story. Yes…yes I know I'm a bitch but you will just have to deal with it. Ask Ashlee and Ellen, I am the witty, bitchy, cocky criminal. Also, sorry for taking so long to update…I'm so friggin busy with school and realizing I may not be cut out for honors classes. Then add on top of that, I have major writer's block. But, today I have no homework to do and tomorrow is a half day so I might write more tomorrow also! Mmk now: On with the chapter…

Chapter 3

The rest of the week flew by for Adam. His cast was now multicolored from the different signatures of friends. He only saw Rae in first and second hour (and she spent most of her time apologizing about his wrist.) At lunch she continued to eat at Ashlee's table. He felt a pang of jealousy as Gavin Grey sat down next to her and she seemed to enjoy his company.

Finally Friday rolled around and, after final bell, Adam found himself in Rae, Connie, and Julie's room with the rest of the Ducks. He made sure to keep his hands far away from Rae's shoulders when she came into the room.

"Do you guys hang out anywhere else besides my dorm room?" she asked, throwing her backpack onto her bed and sitting down.

"Our dorm room," Julie corrected her. "Plus we'll be out of here soon, don't worry, you and your hot date will be alone." She teased. Adam looked at her questioningly.

"It's not a date," Rae replied, blushing uncontrollably. "He needs a French tutor, that's all."

"Who?" Adam blurted out, a tad bit jealous.

"Gavin Grey." Rae answered, unfazed by Adam's reaction to her spending time with a guy. She seemed to not even notice.

"Pfft!" Julie snorted, "Rae, I'm in Gavin's French class third hour and he is top of the class! I was gonna ask HIM to tutor ME!"

"Well, maybe he is just struggling in a certain area…I mean, Jules, you don't his reasons for asking me to be his tutor." Rae argued.

"Yeah neither do you." Adam interjected, unable to control himself.

"And neither do you, Adam! Anyways, why do YOU even care?" Rae demanded.

"Because I'm sick of how naïve you are! I mean the guy obviously doesn't need a French tutor!"

"So, maybe he likes me! Is it so hard to believe that a normal guy would like me?"

"No…it's just…he's so immature! I don't think you're his type!" Adam explained, sounding like a complete idiot.

"Excuse me, HE'S immature? Look who's talking, Adam! Plus, you don't even know him how would you know what his type is?"

"Everyone knows Gavin Grey likes those ditsy cheerleading types!"

"Whatever, Adam, grow up. I'm heading down to the lounge to meet Gavin so you better be gone when I get back." Rae stated, heading out the door and slamming it rather hard.

"Wow, you two fight like an old married couple." Averman commented. Adam rolled his eyes and leaned back against the wall.

"Should we get going?" Connie asked, not wanting to risk another confrontation between Adam and Rae. Everyone agreed and started piling out of the room. Adam took his time.

"Come on, Banksie, she'll be fine…she's a big girl she can take care of herself." Charlie reassured him when he saw Adam lingering. Charlie could tell his friend had some feelings for Rae…Adam was protective of girls he was close to and, even though Rae seemed to hate Adam with the fire of a thousand suns, Charlie knew Adam felt close to her, like he needed to protect her…or maybe he was just jealous? Once the rest of the Ducks were out of earshot Charlie confronted Adam. "Banksie, why are you so protective of Rae?" he asked.

"I'm not…I just don't like that Gavin guy." Adam lied. Charlie could always see right through his best friends.

"Oh…okay…well then you don't mind if I ask her out?" Charlie asked, knowing exactly what Adam's reaction would be.

Adam looked at him surprised. "Charlie, I don't think you're her type, no offense." Charlie started laughing hysterically.

"You already used that line, Adam, get new material!" Adam gave Charlie a confused look. "Look, just admit to me that you don't want me to ask her out because you like her."

"I don't like her…I mean I like her…but not in the way that I would care who she goes out with."

"So then I can ask her out…?" Charlie could see the jealousy in Adam's face and it only made him laugh harder.

"What's so funny back there?" Julie called from near the front of the group.

"Nothing, Charlie's having a seizure." Banks replied.

"Banks, if you don't tell me the truth right now, I'm gonna skip out on this little field trip and go see Rae."

"Fine, Charlie, I do have SOME feelings for her." Charlie did his little "yesssss" victory dance. "But I don't know if I just feel responsible for her or if I really like her, or if I'm just attracted to her because she's beautiful."

"Wait…why would you feel responsible for her?" Charlie inquired.

"Long story." Banks replied. Charlie nudged him with his elbow, obviously wanting to hear this story. "It's just…when I was still on the Hawks team…Larson, McGill, and I saw her walking home one day and we really hurt her…I mean I don't know if we physically hurt her but we called her a lot of names and tore up her books and basically tore her to pieces." Adam said this all in a low voice, obviously ashamed of what he'd done.

"Ha, that explains all that hate she has for you."

"Yeah, no kidding…I don't blame her but…she can really hold a grudge for the longest time! I mean, I apologized like a thousand times!"

"Well, with the exception of today, you guys seemed to be getting along this week."

"Because she felt bad about my wrist."

"Look, she's a girl, she will hold a grudge the rest of her life unless you do something BIG. I mean, something huge that shows her you aren't going anywhere. And seeing as you like this girl, why don't you make an effort to tell her how you feel?"

"Damn, Conway, when did you become the expert on this stuff?" Adam joked.

"Oh I've always been an expert, you have just never needed the experts help." Charlie replied, in all seriousness.

"So what does the expert advise me to do?" asked Adam.

"I dunno…maybe write her a letter or something. You're good with words."

Adam nodded in agreement. "Do you think they'd mind if I skipped out on the diner tonight?" Adam asked, ideas suddenly filling his head.

"No, don't worry about it, I'll explain it to them."

"Thanks, Charlie."

"No prob, Cake-eater!" Charlie replied, clapping his hand on Adam's shoulder before Adam turned and ran off, back in the direction of the dorms.

MMMMMK…there is chapter three…it's REALLY short and REALLY stupid but like I said…writer's block…sucks ass…but now that I got this boring shit outta the way I can start thinking bout the exciting stuff coming up in the next couple of chappies. Mmk I'm outtie, homies. REVIEW! THE LITTLE PURPLE BUTTON CALLS YOUR NAME!Byyeeeeee.

Emily