"Shut it ass-face!" Alex roared.

"Who you calling ass-face?!" Zack countered.

"Would you guys just shut the hell up and play!" Rian screeched.

Wow. So this is why Jack apologized yesterday. The guys really do get into it.

"Can I play?"

"Didn't we go over this yesterday?" Zack complained.

"Please?" I went into best-friend's-girlfriend mode, "Pretty please with a 'I wont tell Jack to beat your ass for me' on top?" they all looked at me in shock. I laughed to myself. Ha, they think I'm a good girl.

"Sure."

"Go ahead."

"Be our guest."

"OK. Thank you very much." I squeezed myself in the middle in between Alex and Rian. Time to show off a little.

We played a couple of times in forge, where I tried to hide my skill. They all laughed each time they killed me, but I knew they wouldn't be laughing soon. Once we connected to LIVE, I finally decided break loose.

We played one game. That was all it took.

I got 35 kills, while they each got 5. once the game was over. They all looked at me, wide eyed and astonished. I pulled myself off the couch, and turned to them. I made my little fake gun and whipped it out, shot once, and blew away the smoke. That'll show them.

I heard them whispering things like 'That was amazing!' or 'Holy damn, that was hot.' as I walked away. It felt good to kick ass.

"I'm going downstairs, anybody need anything?" I yelled over my shoulder as I walked out. Faintly, I heard one of the guys say, 'A chick like that'. Was I flirting with Jack's friends?

After returning back upstairs, realized a difference. A difference like Alex was the only one there. He was just sitting there, with a wine glass in hand and feet up on the coffee table. Not a care in the world.

"Hello dahling." Alex said in a fake British accent, I couldn't help but smile, "The guys are all out getting the ladies."

"Then why aren't you with them?" I asked honestly confused.

"Eh, I thought I'd get to know my best friend's girlfriend."

"Oh, OK. What do you want to know?"

Alex wanted to know everything. Everything from whether or not I had herpes, which obviously, is a no, to if I preferred dogs over cats.

"Do you watch a lot of TV?" he asked.

"Only a couple of comedies. I'm not much of a Grey's Anatomy person." we both laughed, but I realized he was being a little friendly. I started be a little more aware.

"So what did you think of me when you first saw me?" he asked. I was afraid of my answer.

"Saw you, or watched you? 'Cuz I saw your guys' music video on MTV."

"OK well, when you saw the music video."

"Well..." I drifted.

"Tell me!" he giggled.

"OK OK, I thought..."

"Grace!"

"I thought you were really hot, OK?" I was starting to get a little shaken. I didn't want him to know that.

"Oh."

Alex didn't ask questions for the rest of the afternoon. But he did sit right next to me and almost put his arm around me. I was starting to get nervous about what he thought about me.

"What did you think about me? When you first walked in and I ran to Jack?" it was his turn to answer the awkward question.

"You don't want to know."

"Seriously Alex I told you, now you have to tell me."

"I shouldn't." he replied.

"C'mon tell me!" I urged, "please, please, please..." I went on.

"OK! I was thinking..."

"Yes?"

He didn't even finish his sentence, when he leaned in and kissed me. My mind was completely gone. For a second, only a second, I was kissing him back. But I finally got my brain back and pushed him away.

"Alex, what the hell!?" I shrieked.

"I told you, you didn't want to know."

I felt gross, doubled by that fact that I was disgusted with myself for kissing him back. How could I? I couldn't stand the feeling of the room.

"I have to go." I said as I leaped up off the couch. I grabbed my sweater and before I was out the door, Alex was right behind me.

"Grace..."

"What Alex?"

"Don't tell Jack." he said quietly.

"Wasn't exactly planning on it." I said with slight acid in my words, "I was actually trying to forget about it myself." I turned and walked away, without one last word. I had to get out of there.

Once I was out of the shower, I checked my phone. Jack called, probably about the concert.

"Hello? Grace?" Jack said on the other line.

"Hey, I see you called."

"Yeah, the concert is going to start soon, so I was about to go get you. That is, if you still want to go."

"Of course I want to go! I'm all ready! Come get me."