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A/N: I'm sorry that it has taken me so long to update this. I have been really busy lately, and although I am still busy I feel as if I need to finish this story before I start writing my next one. Once again, I am sorry for making everyone wait. Thanks to everyone that reviewed the first chapter.

Chapter Two: Following Sebastian's Advice.

As Duke road his bike towards Viola's house, he tried to think what he would say to her. He really did miss having her around. Sebastian was a great roommate, once he got comfortable being around Duke, but he wasn't Viola. He just didn't have the same carefree funny attitude that had made living with Viola so much fun.

The longer he drove, the more Duke saw Viola's side of the story. He could understand now how she had felt. All she had wanted to do was play soccer, and he couldn't argue with that. If she wasn't allowed to join the Cornwall team, Duke could see how she may have been rejected by himself and the rest of the team if she, a girl, had wanted to try out. He didn't want to believe that his team was that shallow, but if Viola hadn't played with them before they found she was a girl, then they may have treated her differently. He may have treated her differently.

Maybe it was better that she said she was a girl. If he had known, Duke decided, he may not have gotten as close of friends as they had become. With his mind decided, Duke sped up wanting to get to Viola's as quickly as possible.

- X -

The instant that Viola opened the door, Paul knew that his friend had been crying. Her eyes were red and puffy. He hated seeing that sad, helpless expression in her eyes and vowed that he would make her happy. If only for a couple of hours, he was going to get her to smile and forget all about Duke Orsino.

"Paul, come on in." Viola said putting on a smile and hoping that Paul hadn't noticed her eyes.

"Actually, Vi, I had something else planned for us. Could you grab some ice from inside and meet me back out here?" Paul asked her.

"And why are we going to need ice?" Viola asked not sure whether she should trust Paul or not.

"We are going to have a picnic under that tree and I, for one, and not going to be drinking hot Mountain Dew. You can drink yours hot if you want, but I refuse to do so." Paul answered her.

"You have got to be kidding me! We are going to have a picnic here? One my front lawn?" Viola asked in disbelief.

"Sure, why not?"

"Paul, normal people don't have picnic's on their front lawn."

"That's true, but we're not normally people, Vi. We're special. Now go get me that ice." Paul said as he turned and head back to his car, relieved to see that he had gotten a small smile from Viola already.

- X -

"He must be crazy." Viola said to herself as she took two cups down from the cabinet and filled them with ice. Then smiling to herself, Viola thought of her mother's reaction would be if she came home and fun her and Paul having a picnic out front. The neighbors were very similar to her mother. They thought she was strange as it was because of the whole soccer thing and how loud she could be. Eating out on the front lawn would only make their belief strong. Smiling wider, Viola grabbed the glasses and head back out the front door where Paul was waiting, a blanket in one hand and a picnic basket in the other.

- X -

Once Paul emptied the contents of his basket, Viola started eating the sandwich and chips that Paul had packed for her. She tried to think of something to say, but lately her thoughts had been about Duke and she didn't know what to talk about.

"It's ok, Viola. We can talk about it." Paul said finally.

"What?" Viola asked.

"Duke. We can talk about him if you want to." Paul said as be pulled Viola closer to him.

"I don't know what to do, Paul. I screwed up. I screw up and now he is never going to want to talk to me again." Viola said tears starting to form in her eyes.

"You didn't screw up Viola. You -" Paul started to say, but was interrupted by Viola snorting.

"Yeah, because the key to every man's heart is lying and deceiving." She said sarcastically.

Setting his drink on the ground, Paul pulled Viola into a hug and started whispering to her. He reassured her that it wasn't her fault that all this had happened. She hadn't planned on any of it and given time, he assured her that things would all work out in the end.

- X -

From the street, Duke watched as Viola laughed at something her friend said and then watched as he whispered into her ear. He didn't know who this guy was or what he was saying, but it didn't really matter. Apparently Viola wasn't who he thought she was. Getting on his back on his bike, Duke drove away, a painful feeling forming in his heart.

Well that is all for now. There will be one more chapter that will hopefully be put up soon.

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