A/N: ya'll no the drill. Oh and I decided to keep Beth Britt outta this, she might appear later, but only as Jeff's ex. Have you people seen the woman that Orton is marrying!

Chapter 3

Jeff and the boys made their way home after a couple of hours, each one agreeing to meet up with one of the girls the next day.

"Jeff. Jeff?" Randy shook Jeff from his current state of deep in thought.

"Err, yeah man, what's up?" Jeff ran a hand through his colourful hair.

"Nothing man, I was just wondering what was up with you and that chick, Jodie?" Both Randy and John were looking at Jeff now awaiting his response.

"Well…"

FLASHBACK

Jeff ran through the halls of his high school, he didn't know why he was running, or what or who he was running from. He only knew that I had to keep running. Jeff sped around the corner before falling down, flat on his back. It took him a while to sort himself out but he eventually got up. It was then that Jeff saw what he had ran down.

A small girl with long chestnut brown hair that had blue streaks throughout that was slung back into a ponytail, around his age, maybe a few years younger, was sprawled out on the fall below him. Jeff stood for a few moments taking in her appearance; small frame, a tightly fitted white tank top that read "I've seen road kill with faster reflexes than you!" and a black rara skirt that short just above her knee, and black buffalo trainers. Had she been running as well? Jeff thought to himself seconds before the head cheerleader and her peroxide followers came screeching around the corner.

"I'm gonna kill ya Jodie, you skank!" The tall blonde stopped in front of Jeff who was stood protectively over the unconscious girl. "Oh Jeff, erm, hey." The girl flustered.

"Heather, what do you want?" Jeff asked curiously as Heather attempted to edge around Jeff to get to the girl.

"Nothing, just to see my best friend, ya know, Jodie." She said with a smirk as she pointed as the girl on the floor.

"Yeah right, and that's your real nose." Jeff muttered as he picked Jodie up off the floor. "Now shift outta my way before I get real pissed off." They all moved out of his way as Jeff carried Jodie straight to the nurses office, his second home.

In his arms, she opened her eyes and whispered softly, "Thanks."

END OF FLASHBACK

"And, well I've known her since then." Jeff sighed opening to door to their rented beach house, walking through to the living room and flopping down onto the huge sofa.

"What did the cheerleaders want with her?" Randy asked as John threw him a beer from the kitchen door. "Cheers."

" Jodes was a bit of a misfit, had just joined the school, didn't have any friends and was a bit of a wild child. Cheers." Jeff caught his flying beer, before being hit in the head with a packet of skittles. "Ouch, anyway, Heather, the Queen skank of Skanksville just didn't like lil' Jodes and decided it would be fun to make her life a living hell." Jeff chuckled to himself. "But Jodie kicked her ass all over the cafeteria the next week."

"Seriously? She doesn't seem the ass kicking type." John said from his position of leaning against the kitchen door.

"Oh she kicked ass. She's a bit like Amy, come to think of it." Jeff chuckled again. "Well ladies I'm off to bed. Night." Jeff climbed off the sofa.

"Whoa! I am not a lady." Randy choked on his beer.

"Yeah, yeah. Put the handbag away Orton." Jeff yelled from the stairs as he headed up to bed. He climbed into his bed and looked over to the nightstand. He gazed over his favourite picture, the only picture he took everywhere he went. It was of him, Jodie, Matt, Amy and Shannon. All of them were packed into the hallway of their high school (A/N: I know they all didn't go to the same high school but it just fits for the story, thanx, x A x) at one of the dances, but this one had been special, the gang hadn't normally gone to these dances but that night they crashed the school with toilet roll, spray paint and water balloons. Of course, Jodie had gone after Queen Bi-atch as soon as she walked through the door, pouring the entire contents of the punch bowl over Heather's head. That was why there was a big pink stain on the front of her white tank top. Jeff smiled in the darkness remembering how tightly she had clung to him as she slept on the way home in his car. "I lost you once babes, I swear I won't let you slip away again." Jeff whispered to himself before drifting off into a deep sleep, happy that he had found her again.

A/N: Okay then, what do ya think. I really like hearing from ya, even if it's just to say you've read it. I am trying to update as soon as possible but I have to share this crappy computer with 3 other people that are all bigger than me. Never mind, I'll try my best to update within the next few days.

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