Chapter 3-Monday night fever

'Movie Monday' became a tradition for Kay and Gwen since May, when they discovered that watching a movie every Monday evening helped them survive an entire horrible week at school. This Monday was no exception.

The two girls were sitting on Gwen's bed, eating pretzels and thinking what movie to watch.

"It was your turn to choose a movie, so let's see what you've got." Gwen told her friend.

Kay grinned and pulled out a DVD from her tiny green backpack. "Ta-Daaa!" Gwen looked at the cover and identified the movie.

"Oh, 'Shining'-a classic! I'm impressed, Kay." She smiled.

"Yeah, well I was tired of all the crappy horror movies that appeared recently, so I decided to pick a real movie which represents the genre."

"Awesome! Would you like some popcorn while I prepare the movie?" Gwen asked.

Kay nodded and Gwen passed her a large yellow bowl filled with popcorn. Kay placed the bowl in her lap and waited for the movie to start.

"So…" Kay began "Have you thought about the dance today?"

Gwen shrugged "I don't even know when the dance takes place."

"Oh, I forgot to mention that. Silly me! It's this Friday."

"This Friday?" Gwen almost yelled. "And you decided to tell me today? Kay, I can't get ready for a dance in three days! I need psychological preparation…and an outfit."

"Oh, dear, will I finally see you in a dress?" Kay smirked.

"You're pushing it, Kay, I've already promised a miracle this afternoon. I guess you'll just have to settle with me going with you to the dance. Without wearing a dress!" Gwen affirmed.

"You're going to the dance naked?" Kay asked, faking an expression of shock, which made Gwen laugh and punch her shoulder.

"Oh, shut up!" Gwen said, still laughing.

"Anyway, dress or no dress, make sure you look marvelous." Kay instructed her, before lying on the bed.

"Why?" Gwen asked confused.

"Because I'm sure there will be lots of good-looking guys at the Brightwood dance." She giggled.

"Not interested." Gwen replied, without even making any gesture.

"I forgot. Your heart still belongs to Trent."

Silence. Kay raised her head scared, thinking that she might have lost her hearing ability. Gwen was just selecting the language from the DVD menu. No spiky comments, no denial. To Kay, that was very unusual.

"Aren't you going to make a comment, deny or at least tell me to shut up?" Kay asked, blinking a few times in confusion.

"Nope."

"Not even a Gwen-like remark?"

"Nope."

Silence again.

"Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?" Kay asked on a threatening tone. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

"Because for once, Kay, you're right." She let out a sigh. "My heart still belongs to Trent." She admitted and a warm smile began to form.

Kay smiled. She was aware of the whole 'Trent thing'. She became close to Gwen before she tried her luck for Total Drama Island; they weren't best friends back then, but close friends. At that time, Gwen used to hang out with 'The Goth Freaks'-as the popular group described them. Marilyn, Reaper and Pixie Corpse were Gwen's closest friends, who shared most of her opinions on high school life. But when the reality show's first season ended, Gwen's relationship with the three became as cold as a snowball in January. Because she 'sold herself in front of national television'-as Reaper stated, they didn't want to be associated with her anymore.

While Reaper, Marilyn and Pixie Corpse limited to saying only 'Hi' to Gwen, Kay bought her ice cream and congratulated her on finding a good guy like Trent. From that moment on, Gwen began to treasure Kay's friendship even more.

Total Drama Action was a difficult period for Gwen, but she had Kay by her side, always ready to give her a good piece of advice and sometimes a tissue. Gwen was affected by the break-up and Kay knew it very well. She even felt guilty sometimes for suggesting that flirting with other guys would be a good idea.

"Are you ready to see the movie?" Gwen interrupted Kay's thoughts.

"Yeah, sure."

Gwen pressed 'Play' and sat on the bed next to her best friend. Before the opening credits appeared, Kay couldn't help saying: "I'm sure Trent feels the same way about you."

"I can't be sure." Gwen sighed. "I bet he's with some blonde girl somewhere, having the time of his life…"

"Oh yes, I'm really having the time of my life." Dean muttered after missing another ball.

"You were the one who wanted to go play pool." Trent shrugged.

"Well sorry for not enjoying being beaten by a girl!" he replied.

"Wow, Dean, this sure isn't your lucky evening." Kat chuckled, as she hit the cue ball, making the red ball get into a pocket.

"I don't need luck, I've got skill." Dean said while crossing his arms.

Kat looked at him, raised an eyebrow and then concentrated on her next shot. "Then why aren't you winning?" she asked, still searching for the right angle to perform the shot.

"Because…I'm…It's…" Dean tried to answer, but then turned towards Trent looking very annoyed. "Why are we spending our time with her?"

"Because I'm smart, I keep you out of trouble and I play the bass like no other chick from Brightwood." Kat answered.

The eight-ball rolled slowly into the corner pocket and Kat smiled victoriously. "I win." She affirmed.

"You knew this would happen, didn't you, Trent?" Dean asked as he gave five dollars to the blonde winner.

"That's why I never play against her. Especially when she hustles." Trent replied.

"It was a good game, Dean. Thanks for the money." Kat chuckled.

"Whatever…"

"I'm going to buy myself a cocktail. See you later, guys!" She waved before heading towards the bar.

"She's pretty good at playing pool, isn't she?" Trent asked, before sipping from his Coke.

"You could have warned me, man."

"Bro, I did warn you. But you got all stubborn and did it your way. Admit it, you played against her because you like her."

Dean almost chocked with the amount of Coke he had in his mouth. "What? I do not like Kat! She's annoying, stubborn, way too temperamental and she's going to kill me with her bare hands someday!" Dean started enumerating like crazy.

"This doesn't stop you from admiring her practically every day." Trent chuckled and Dean stared at him shocked. "I saw the way you look at her, Dean. You'd probably ask her out, but the 'faux-couple' situation is stopping you."

"That's not…You know what? I'm starting to think you're so in love, that you see love everywhere around you. It's because of that Gwen girl. That's why you don't date anyone; you're just way too in love to move on."

"Yes, that's why. And thanks to Kat, I don't have to break the heart of every girl who shows that she's interested in me. I'm sorry that this is messing with your own love life." Trent said, as he placed a hand on his best friend's shoulder.

"I can date any girl from Brightwood anyway…" he shrugged.

"But that doesn't make you happy. But cheer up, maybe someday she'll tell you that she feels the same."

"Kat? Feel the same?" Dean began laughing. "I don't think so." His tone turned serious. "Why? Did she say something?"

"Umm…Not that I can remember…" Trent scratched the back of his head. "But that doesn't mean she doesn't feel anything at all."

"Yeah, I'm sure that's why she's flirting with the bartender." Dean muttered, as he pointed towards the bar, where Kat was talking to a blonde guy who was preparing a cocktail. "Whatever, I'm so not affected by this."

"Do you want to hit something with your cue stick?" Trent asked smiling.

"I thought you'd never ask. Let's play."

So this was Chapter 3, ladies and gentlemen. It wasn't very dramatic or filled with action, but we'll get to the romance, humor and frustration pretty soon. I hope you enjoy the story. Stay tuned for Chapter 4!

-PurpleFunkytown-