Author's Note: Only one chapter left after this one! But don't worry, I think this baby is ripe for sequels don't you? Wink I've actually got ideas for two and a prequel, so stay tuned!

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Chapter 13

Can't wait for everyone to see my homecoming dress, just a week away! If you don't have a date yet, get on it. The way they're switching partners who knows who are Ducks are going to take.

The Cat and her Bash Brother seem to have made up. We knew that they couldn't fight for long. As for her ex, might they be able to be that oh so rare of ended high school loves, actual friends?

Hey Perfect Boy? The stoner routines getting a little old. You're adorable and all, but really, I mean, smoking instead of hockey practice? He's lucky his old girl is too distracted, um, trying new experiences to notice that he's missing.

Tall Cute Preppy seen actually studying with his new Girlfriend/Tutor until she had to go. They really are so cute…maybe they can be our new perfects?

Bash and Skate tramp still MIA, captain still freaking out looking for them. I'm starting to think he might just be dumb.

Connie sat on Luis's lap in a back corner of the library. She'd never hooked up with anyone in public, not really. She and Guy used to fool around in empty classrooms, but they never, well they just hadn't. But she had a feeling that with Luis she would, mostly because once they got started they had trouble stopping. Guy was wrong about them. Guy was wrong about most things, but this especially. Luis had yet to disappoint her. He'd even been upfront saying that he didn't want to be her boyfriend. That was all she wanted, honesty. Well, maybe not all she wanted. She wouldn't mind if maybe he spent a little less time telling her how lovely she was (which she didn't hate) and spent a little more time telling her how he felt about stuff. Like how Guy used to talk about books and music he liked.

"You're so hot," Luis whispered and nibbled on her ear. She blushed, "What's wrong?" He looked at her.

"I don't think I can do this here," She mumbled and stood up. He looked confused.

"Um, OK," He said and looked at her. "What else is wrong?"

"Nothing," She smiled brightly, "I just have to go. Can we meet up later?"

"Yeah, sure," He nodded and kissed her. She started to skip away. "Hey Connie?" She turned around, "Listen um, do you want to do the whole homecoming thing?"

"Really?" She squealed. He shrugged. "Yeah, that sounds fun."

Tammy lay quietly as Fulton held her, gently moving his forefinger up and down her arm. She felt for the first time ever completely satisfied after having sex. There was no shame in laying in his arms, nothing wrong about when he kissed her. It just simply was as it always should have been.

"That was nice," He teased finally breaking the silence. She giggled and kissed him again. "I just have to ask you something,"

"Sure," She whispered softly.

"Why'd you stop writing?" He asked. She swallowed, "I mean, I sent you a birthday card for your fourteenth and then I never heard from you again until I saw you a couple weeks ago."

"Oh Fulton!" She sighed and buried her head in his chest. "I really don't want to tell you!" He nodded. "You'll hate me so much."

"Not possible," He kissed her hair.

"My fourteenth birthday," She whispered, "Um, I'd been in Switzerland for a year, and I'd made these two really good friends, one Russian, one French, they were sixteen and for my birthday we hopped a train to Paris," She swallowed, trying to get it out. "We went to this club and met up with some friends of theirs, these guys." He nodded, starting to understand, "One of them, he and I were talking, I told him I was older, and we were drinking a lot, and dancing and then we went back to his hostel," She shuddered. "I don't even really remember it, but I know it happened. I never saw him again, and when I got back to camp," She kissed him, "I saw your card and I felt even worse. I couldn't write you back. I felt so awful, and I thought maybe if you thought I forgot about you, you'd forget about me, but you kept writing, at least for a while, and then I came back and I wanted so badly for you to want me, but when I saw you did I didn't think I deserved it anymore." He kissed her pulling her close. "I wish I'd waited for you."

"I do too," He said, "But you shouldn't be ashamed. I wasn't exactly a saint either you know."

"Mm," She closed her eyes, "I could tell."

"Hey Fult," Charlie said walking in, "I know you're sorta pissed at me, but have you seen," He stopped as they sat up. "Fuck." He mumbled shaking his head.

"Charlie, wait!" Tammy stood up and pulled her clothes on going after him.

"I think there's something wrong with you," He looked at her. She looked down.

"I just," She said softly, "I love him." He nodded. "I always have."

"Yeah well, good for you," He shook his head and kicked the ground walking away. She swallowed her tears. Charlie had been so incredibly sweet, what was wrong with her?

"You didn't break up with him did you?" She heard Fulton's voice behind her and she turned around.

"I had to know," She whimpered, not wanting to say it out loud.

"If I still wanted you," He said coldly, he should have known better. "Because if I didn't, then you would have stayed with him." She nodded, she was so ashamed. "It doesn't ever stop with you does it?" He walked outside and saw Charlie sitting on the stoop of the dorm. "Sorry man."

"I was looking for her to tell her that I'd told Linda we weren't going to get back together," He mumbled, "She told me I was an idiot."

"You are an idiot," Fulton snorted. Charlie glared at him, "She came in and told me she loved me and then asked me not to stop, I assumed you guys were over."

"So we're both idiots," Charlie nodded.

"Not the first time," Fulton shrugged.

"I doubt it'll be the last," Charlie smirked, glad that they were friends again.

"Hey," Adam looked up from his notebook to see a girl with dark curly hair standing over him.

"Oh, hey Carlyle." He said softly. She sat down next to him. "What's up?"

"So, I know we're not like a couple or anything," She said, "But what are your plans for homecoming."

"Um," He looked at her, damn it! This was the first time since school started that Carlyle was actually talking to him. They'd sort of agreed to go their separate ways after their encounter that summer, "I'm going with Annie Bryant."

"Come on!" She laughed, he nodded. "Seriously? Did she write a paper for you or something?"

"She's sort of my girlfriend," He sighed saying it very quickly. Carlyle stared at him, her pretty brown eyes wide. Carlyle wasn't an idiot, she just, much like Adam, got way too caught up in her extra curriculars, she was the chair of the social committee, to get enough work done the year before. That was why they'd hung out and then hooked up.

"Since when?" She protested, not exactly jealous, but a little offended that Adam was now dating that nerdy little virgin.

"Since like this weekend," He said. "She's my tutor so we've been hanging out a lot."

"Oh," Carlyle stood up, "OK then, never mind."

Spotted:

Bash and Captain being BFFs again. That's nice, we've heard they love revenge, wouldn't be surprised if a certain blonde skater tastes their wrath.

Social chair nervously asking every guy she could find if they'd go to homecoming. Don't count your chickens, it's an important lesson to us all.

Cat and Bash making up in the library while her roommate flees hand in hand with her boy toy, such fun!

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