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Theresa could hear Artemis's voice as she approached the archery range. "Very good Atlanta! You're learning fast! Next lesson, I'm going to teach you how to identify different creatures by their smells. That'll be all for today. Keep practicing!" Artemis finished as she opened the door and saw Theresa standing there. "Hello Theresa!" she said with a smile.
"Good Afternoon, Artemis," Theresa replied politely before slipping into the archery range.
"Hey Atlanta. Miss me?" she greeted.
"Awww. Not now Theresa! I haven't had lunch yet!" Atlanta protested.
"I know; that's why I brought you lunch, so we can continue our conversation while you eat," Theresa said, passing Atlanta a picnic basket.
Atlanta sighed. "Seriously Theresa, I don't know if I should hate you or thank you."
"I'd rather you listen to me Atlanta," Theresa said with a grin.
"I'm listening," Atlanta said through a mouthful of food.
"What would you do if Archie told you that he has fallen for you?" Theresa asked.
Almost immediately, Atlanta choked on what she was eating and Theresa had to go over and pound her on the back before she spat it out. "Archie…cough…. Archie wouldn't… cough…cough… do that. We're just friends!"
"What if he did that? Would you reject him?" Theresa pressed.
Atlanta tried to control her nervousness. She only liked him as a friend. Right?
"Wrong," the little voice in her head answered. "If he is only a friend, why were you so jealous when he fell fore Medelia?"
"I wasn't jealous!" she protested silently.
"Yes, you were! And if you didn't like him more than just a friend, then why did you choke. If you knew there was absolutely no way he would do that, then you should have just dismissed it, instead of choking."
"I was caught of guard!"
"No, you realized there was a possibility."
"I don't like Archie as more than a friend!"
"Yeah right. That's why you're always arguing with him, looking at him, and teasing him."
"Atlanta?" Theresa asked, sounding extremely concerned.
"Yeah?" Atlanta asked, snapping out of her "argument".
"Are you okay?" Theresa asked, still slightly worried.
Atlanta nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said hastily.
"Good. So would you reject him or not?" Theresa asked again.
Atlanta looked as if she was deep in thought, as she answered. "No… I probably won't…"
Theresa smiled. "I'll leave you to your food then. Bye!" she said before leaving, a grin spread across her face.
Atlanta didn't reply as she glanced out of the window.
She watched as Archie and Jay wrestled on the fields, wondering why she had never noticed that he was actually rather muscular, why she had never realized how his dark eyes sparkled with excitement, how his skin was so flawless and pale…
Only then did Atlanta realize what she was thinking, and shook her head furiously. "This has GOT to be Theresa's fault. I wouldn't be looking at Archie like that if not for her…" she grumbled. However, inside her mind, one tiny part of her just smirked, knowing that Atlanta was in denial as usual.
this is the second last chapter.. its not that goood right? review please..
