Tennis Center

Hallway

Monday-12:12 P.M.

I was still in heaven the next day. I was completely oblivious to everyone and everything. What? It's not my fault. You would be like me if a total hottie who was also a teenage pro tennis player. I didn't even mind when Sharon yelled at me and shot me death glares.

I was in love with Kyle Parker.

"Kristen!" someone called from behind.

I turned around and smiled. "Hey, Kyle!" But my smile quickly fell when I saw that Kyle wasn't smiling. "What's wrong?"

He held up the current issue of People and US Weekly that were in his hand and pointed to the front covers. "This,"

I gasped. The whole front cover was covered with pictures of Kyle and I last night at the restaurant. One of the headlines read, "Wimbledon Boy Dating Ball Girl?" My face burned. "Ehmagawd, I can't believe it!"

"Me neither!" Kyle scoffed. "But don't worry, I'll make sure nothing like this ever happens again." He smiled and gave me a kiss.

I was happy once again. I kissed him and then pulled away. "Sorry, I have to get back, I'll talk to you later."

Kyle gave me one last kiss and I turned around to walk back. I was happy, but I was still worried about what my parents would say if they ever saw this. But they wouldn't, because they never read any of those magazines. A few hours later, I returned home grudgingly.

The instant I stepped in the house, my parents were all over me.

"What is the meaning of this?" My dad thundered, jabbing at the magazines.

I winced. Oh Gawd, they were really pissed. "Where did you get those?"

"We let you work to get a job, not a summer fling!" My mom crossed her arms.

It's not just a summer fling! I frowned. "I know, and I am working!"

"How? Is your idea of working-flirting and going out with guys?"

"No!" My face heated up. My Gawd, my parents were really overreacting. "I really am! It's not a big deal, it'll all pass over tomorrow." Cough cough, not really, but whatever, there was no need in angering my parents even more.

"Oh, really?" My mom raised an eyebrow. "Then you're grounded for the rest of the summer. No friends, no dates, no hanging out. Nothing. You can only go to work and then you have to come straight back."

I gasped. "Are you serious? Just for these little pictures, you're going to ground me forever? That is so nawt fair!" By the way my parents were handling this situation, I could have sworn they were thinking that my pictures were about the same as Miley Cyrus's racy pictures.

"End of discussion, Kristen!" My dad yelled. "Don't talk back to us!"

I let out a brief shriek and then stomped loudly upstairs to my room. I couldn't believe it. Were my parents forbidding me to date until I was like, what, eighteen? Gawd, one little date, and my parents completely explode. What are they gonna do when I get married? Die?

My computer beeped. Oh great, just what I need right now.- My friends IM'ing me, asking me about my date.

Massiekur: tell me how the date went

Clairebear: ya, we all wanna kno!

Sportschic: great, but then my parents grounded me for going out and havin my pics on magazines

MarvilousRedhead: wat? No way!

Sportschic: I kno, can u believe they grounded me for something like this?

MarvilousRedhead: oh, I meant the magazines. But um, ya, that sux!

Massiekur: hold on, I'm gonna make a conference call

My cell phone rang and I quickly picked up.

"Okay, one sec, I'm gonna go tell Issac to go get an issue of People and US Weekly." Massie told everyone. She returned a couple minutes later. "Ehmagawd, no way!"

"You got to sit next to Jessica Alba?!" Alicia shrieked.

"You're so lucky! What was she like?" Claire asked. "I bet she was really nice, huh?"

"Um, hello? The last time I checked, this was about me getting grounded." I said dryly.

"Oops, you're right. Sorry." Claire giggled. "Okay, what about it?

"My parents totally flipped out when they saw the magazine." I began.

"Wait, your parents saw the magazine? I thought they didn't care about celebrities and all the paparazzi stuff." Dylan interrupted.

"Pshh," I rolled my eyes. "I thought so too. But apparently when it's about me, they're all over it."

"Yikes,"

"Anyway, so they grounded me and they have forbidden me to go anywhere or do anything except for work." I continued. "Now I can't see Kyle anymore besides work."

"Who says?" Dylan laughed.

"Um, my parents."

"So? They don't need to know that you're not seeing Kyle anymore." Massie mischievously said. "They just need to think you're not seeing Kyle."

"So you're suggesting that I sneak out or something like that? I asked dubiously.

"Exactly!"

"Um, I don't think I can do that." I said. "I probably would get caught right away."

"Well, you'll never know without trying." Alicia said.

"Before I could reply, my cell phone beeped. "Hold on, I've got another call." I pressed a button. "Hello?"

"Hi, is this Kristen Gregory?" A man on the other line asked.

"Uh, yeah, why?" I cautiously said. "Who is this?"

"Oh, wonderful. I'm Mark Johnson from US Weekly." The man said. "I was wondering when you're available for an interview."

"Never." I quickly said and hung up. I switched back to the other line. "Sorry about that, it was just some stupid dude from US Weekly."

"Just some stupid dude?!" Alicia exclaimed. "What did he want?"

"Oh, he wanted me to do an interview for them."

"And what did you say?" Massie prompted.

"Never," I answered simply.

"What?!" All the girls shrieked simultaneously.

"Yeah, I didn't want more people to know about what happened last night."

"Um, Kristen? The whole nation already knows about you and Kyle." Claire pointed out.

I sighed. "You guys, let's just drop it. Back to the subject, there's no way I can pull this whole sneaking out thing off."

"Don't worry, we'll help you." Dylan said.

"Yeah, we'll do all the planning and all you need to do is execute the plans." Massie said. "It's not going to be that hard."

"That's because you're not the one that has to carry out the plan." I grumbled. My cell phone beeped again. "Hold on, you guys." I told them. "Hello?'

"Hi, this is Mark again. Would you like me to―" I hung up without even bothering to listen to what he had to say. "Okay, sorry, it was that same stupid dude."

"What did he say this time?"

"Come awn!" I rolled my eyes. "Why are you guys so obsessed with the guy from US Weekly?"

"Because he has the potential to change your life completely." Alicia said.

"Well, maybe I don't want my life to change." I retorted. My phone beeped yet again. "Fu―" I grumbled. "What do you want?" I snapped, not bothering to use my nice voice.

"Um, hi, am I calling at a bad time?" It was Kyle.

"Oh, hey, sorry about that." My voice instantly changed. "I thought you were some guy from the magazine place."

"Oh, you got calls from them, too?" Kyle's voice was sympathetic. "Just ignore them."

"Yeah, I kinda did."

"Anyway, I just wanted to call you to check up on you." He said. "You didn't stay after work and I was wondering what was up. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine." I hadn't stayed after work to meet up with Kyle. I had still been too worried about my parents. "Sorry about that, I was just busy."

"Okay, cool, then I guess I'll just see you tomorrow, okay?"

"Yeah, bye." I switched back to my friends. "Hello, are you guys still there?"

"Yeah, we thought you hung up on us or something." Claire said.

"No, it was just Kyle that called."

"What did he want?" Alicia asked.

"Alicia, stop asking me all these questions." I sighed. "Look, I'll talk to you guys later, okay? I'm not in the mood to do anything." I hung up and flopped onto my bed and fell asleep.

.:.:.:.:.:.

The next morning, I greeted Kyle with a kiss and broke the news to him that I was grounded.

"What? You can't be! What about us?"

I sighed. "I know, but my friends said that they would help me come up with ways to sneak out."

Kyle laughed. "Oh, this should be good. I can't wait to see what you guys come up with." His cell phone suddenly rang. "Hello?" Kyle's face hardened. "Okay, fine." He snapped his phone shut. "I got to go now." He left without even giving me a kiss. No "I'll see you later" or anything like that.

I slowly walked to the locker room and changed. I trudged outside and grabbed the ball machine. I set it on the lowest level and started casually hitting the balls.

Ten minutes later, Sharon arrived with her gear.

"What are you wearing?" I asked. Sharon always wore tennis skirts and never anything else. Today, she was wearing a pair of black Adidas sweat pants with a matching jacket.

"Um, clothes?" Sharon smirked and then she seemed to realize what I was talking about. "Oh, yeah. Well, I decided to play with you today."

I gaped at her. Sharon never even helped me with my things, let alone rally with me. "Um, okay, sure." I stopped the ball machine and jogged over to the bench to set it there. I started jogging around the court.

"So, nice pictures you got there." Sharon casually said.

Huh? What was she talking about? But then I got it. I stopped in my tracks and faced her. "Yeah, what about them. You jealous?" Sharon had offered to rally with me today, but that didn't make her nice all of a sudden. She was still a totally witch.

"No, I'm just mentioning them."

"Okay, whatever." I resumed jogging. After I was done with jogging, I proceeded to the next drill.

.:.:.:.:.:.

I was walking down the hallway to meet up with Kyle for lunch, when I accidentally bumped into Sapphire.

"Watch it," Sapphire hissed. Then she seemed to realize who had bumped into her. "Oh, it's you. I love your pictures."

Oh yeah, did I mention that Sapphire was a Grade A Bitch?

I kept silent.

"Your parents must be so proud of you." She sneered. "The paparazzi must really like you. I can just imagine what's going to be next." She pretended to be reading a magazine. "Wimbledon Boy Marrying Ball Girl?-The Shock of the Century."

I bit my lip. "Well, at least I'm dating a tennis pro because he loved me. Not because of just my looks." Last year, Sapphire was dating a tennis pro and she had thought that he had really loved her. But of course, when she found out that the only reason why he was dating her, was because of her looks, she instantly broke up with him. It was all over the tabloids. My comment seemed to hit the spot.

Sapphire was speechless. She gave me a small 'hmph' and then brushed past me.

Glad that that was over, I continued on to the café where I always ate with Kyle and his friends. When I entered the café, I immediately headed towards the table where we always sat and ate. But I noticed that Kyle wasn't there. I looked to the front to see if he was still getting his food, but he wasn't there either. I sat down at the table and greeted everyone. "Do you guys know where Kyle is?"

They all shook their heads. "Nope, sorry. We heard that he had to go somewhere for something."

I nodded, "Oh, okay." That was weird. Where could Kyle have gone? He would tell me if something important like this was happening. This seemed kinda odd. Was he mad at me?...

9 pages for this chapter! Anyway, I'm so so sorry about not updating any of my stories for a long time! I've been busy and school is almost gonna start! I don't know what to write for MOVOSWAD…so that's why I haven't been updating it. And I'll be hopefully updating Summer Love next and then maybe MOVOSWAD after that. But for now, please REVIEW! Luv ya!