Okay so I know there hasn't been much of Jeff and these chapters have been pretty short. But the next 3 will be long, and they will each have their own chapters. :-). Keep on reviewing you guys, your the reason I write. x

Jeff -

The girls locker room door was open and I saw Angela. She was the only diva in there, and she was crying. I almost went in there and asked whats wrong, i'm glad I didn't. I saw John come into the locker room followed by Kelly. After a few moments of yelling she crawled into John's arms and was crying into his shoulder. I didn't get it, what does John have that I don't? Maria was right, something had to be done.

John -

She forgave me...I think. After my match, Barbie came running at me and yanked me by my arm. I had no idea where she was taking me, and I refused to go. But as soon as she said the name Angela I was out running her, and she was the one getting dragged behind me.

Angela wouldn't say anything but yelling at first. It was mixed in with tears and you couldn't understand a single word that she said. All the sudden she just stopped, looked me straight in the eyes, and said 'hold me'. I wanted this. I wanted her. Why? Why couldn't I just have her? Why'd I mess things up?

Kelly grabbed my arm again and pulled me out after Angela said she had to go get ready for her match.

"John, you two.."

"Barbs, don't go there. You know I have someone."

"I don't care. Break up with her, you are in love with Angela."

"I am not, I'm just glad we are even talking."

"I just am going to say this once, are you listening?"

"Yeah, yeah, what?"

"She loves you, you love her. She needs you John. If you let her go this time, you might never get her back."

Then she walked away. I never thought about that. What am I going to do when she doesn't need me? What if she won't just have a breakdown everytime we get in a fight, so I can easily slip into her life. Ugh, I hate questions, and yet ever since I met this girl i've had millions.

Angela -

It was weird. Feeling John's warm arms wrap around me. Smelling his mix of Tag and Axe. I didn't want to get up, I really didn't. But I had too. For my match of course, and because I couldn't let myself fall for him again.
I told him it was over, I can't keep letting him think that I don't stand by what I say. I love him....but he doesn't love me. Why doesn't he see that?