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A/N: sorry its been so long since I've updated but here it is , its short but I think I'm postin another one tonight so read review and love!lol j/k!

Monday morning finally rolled around and Mj found herself in her first class of the day

Portman came in and sat down next to her. "whats eatin you sweet cheeks"

"I haven't said anything, how could you possibly know that somethings wrong with me"

"because whenever something is bothering you, your eyes get all big and you put your face in your hand and lean on it and start doodling on a piece of paper."

Mj looked at him with an expression of shock, she quickly gathered her belongings and rushed out of the classroom.

And of course Dean followed her, but then again did you really think that he wouldn't. He looked for her for about an hour before he finally found her, when she wanted to be gone and hidden she had an ingenious way of doing so. He found her in the darkest corner of the library sitting on a table writing away a storm something she always did when she was upset.

He walked over silently and looked over her shoulder and saw what he expected lyrics to about a million songs that he had heard her sing over the years, never once did she actually finish writing a whole song it went from baby got back to amazing grace.

"you know you really should finish a song one of these days"

she swatted at his face "go away"

"no"

"fine" she got up and walked away.

On her way back to her dorm room she ran into Fulton.

"hey Mj wait up" he called as he run to catch up with her.

"oh hey Fulton whats up?" she asked trying to smile as best she could.

"not a whole lot you doin ok word around is that you bailed on first period"

"god is this a school or an old woman's bunko game"

Fulton chuckled "yea well what do you expect from this place, so whats really going on with you"

"what do you mean" Mj questioned stopping to sit on a bench outside her dorm hall.

" look in case you haven't heard I seem to have this way of fixing everyones problems and solving every love life and bein a big teddy bear and shit, and quite honestly I'm really not I just always seem to be at the right place at the right time and I'm not some complete selfish jerk that only talks about himself so unless youd like me to continue you go"

"I don't know what your talking about nothings wrong"

"yea and I don't like winning hockey games, listen if your not gonna tell me, tell someone"

"working on it Fult" now she was getting irritated, it wasn't that he was doing anything wrong she was getting irritated with herself.

"come here you stubborn little terd" Fulton pulled a reluctant MJ into a hug and kissed her forehead "this isn't over" he called as he headed off to his next class.

"well thank you captain obvious" she replied under her breath.

"so are you going to listen to him and tell me or not" Portman asked sitting down next to her.

"ummm Not, what do you want just just go away"

"ya know I'm not sure what your problem is as of recently but I'm really tired of it"

"tired of it, oh man you just have no idea how tir…" she stopped ranting for a minute and clutched her side. "Dean, gotta go now"

"what why whats wrong" he questioned urgently

"I don't know it hurts make it stop" mj began to sob and Dean picked her up and carried her to his car.