As everyone ran around Parker's apartment to borrow stuff, she slowly walked into her light-green painted room, with red bed sheets. The room was untouched, very clean, and covered with pictures. She sat on her bed, sighed, and laid down, staring at the ceiling.

"You have some awesome stuff in there." Guy stood at the doorway and she sat up. "Portman wants to paint a mural of you because you've got all his favorite vinyls, CDs, concert DVDs, regular DVDs, and a drum set. He loves the whole apartment, actually. You're his favorite girl in the world, and the guy has a girlfriend." Guy's head tilted from side to side as he named the things Portman was running across the living room to look at.

Parker smiled. "Yeah, it's quite a collection I guess."

Guy walked to the wall that had lyrics and quotes all over it.

"Ah, you look at the wall of emo," Parker joked.

"Oh, hey, guys, making out?" Cooper walked in, going straight to the closet, as Parker and Guy's faces turned bright red.

"I, uh….see you later, guys." Guy practically ran out.

"Wow, Coop, never knew you could make the boys run away that fast." Parker jumped onto her bed.

"HAHA. You're so funny, Parker. I just don't know what I did to deserve such a funny best friend." Parker smiled at Cooper's sarcasm. "I'm just saying, if your true emotions could shine right now, I think you guys would be eloping."

Parker rolled her eyes. "Very funny. It's nothing, Cooper, nothing is gonna happen. He's just a new friend, we're just getting to know each other and all that stuff. He doesn't like me, and there isn't gonna be another Greenberg fiasco." Parker sat in the middle of bed and sat straight. "Nothing."

"If this boy likes you, if he likes you, and he fights for you, what are you gonna do?"

Parker paused. "I, uh … what?"

"Brooke Davis turns to face Lucas Scott and explains, 'I wanted you to fight for me, I wanted you to say there is no one else that you could ever be with, and that you'd rather be alone than without me.'" Cooper faced Parker, "What if he does that? "

Parker stood up. "Cooper, please just stop with that." She walked out of the bedroom as Cooper shook her head.

"Hey there." Parker sat in front of Greenberg, who had been staring at his shoes all night. "You okay, Jeremy Joseph Greenberg?"

"Yeah." Greenberg looked up. "Just miss you. I'm sorry this happened. I know you hate it."

"Why are you saying sorry?"

"Because I risked our friendship."

"Don't be sorry, it's okay. Let's just try to get back to normal, 'cause seeing you like this, and us not talking, feels … horrendous."

"Horrendous, is it?" Parker nodded. "I think we should get back to normal, too."

"So we're going with the normal plan?" Parker looked hopeful.

"Normal plan it is."

"Oh, we should start jamming around again, all of us. Maybe Portman can be the lead singer, I'm sure he has a hell of a screaming rock voice." Greenberg smiled.

Parker laughed. "Oh, I'm sure he does."

"I don't know about this, Guy." Fulton stood next to Guy, who watched Greenberg and Parker patch things up.

Guy looked at Fulton, who looked genuinely concerned. "I don't know, Fulton." He looked back at them.

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Mendoza's eyes fluttered and he nudged Guy awake when the door slowly opened to Max and Jess sticking their heads in, peaking on Parker and Cooper.

"Hey, guys," Jess whispered, "wake Portman and Fulton up, we can't do it because, well... we're a bit scared Portman will slam us against the wall because he's not a morning person."

"Just a tad bit scared." Max nodded along.

Guy gave a rugged-sounding laugh, rolled onto his back, took his socks off and threw an individual one in the faces of Portman and Fulton.

Portman grabbed the sock and threw it back. "Ass." The four guys stood up as Jess and Max walked in.

"C'mon, watch, it's really funny to wake Parker up." Max led them to the side of Parker's bed as they hovered over her. "Just stare at her."

Jess nodded and laughed silently. "Really stare, like your fucking eyeballs are gonna come out."

Jess lightly squeezed Parker's hand and her eyes fluttered, then opened wide, she made a face of disgust and hid inside her covers. "Just watch the girl sleep, nice concept. Jerks."

They heard a groan from the other bed and Cooper opened her eyes, smiling at them. "Aw, what pretty boys to wake up to." All the boys grinned in their boxers, hair messed up, and eyes half open. "Maxwell, will you move, I was talking about the Ducks."

Max frowned and Cooper laughed. "Very funny." He jumped onto her bed and squeezed her tight.

Parker made a face. "Now no one wants THAT in the morning." Max shot a glareat her.

"Mm, really?" Jess stepped onto her bed and jumped up and down. "Is this better, Parker? Hm? HMMM?"

Parker put her face in her hands. "Jess, stop it." He continued. "Jess Theodore, seriously!"

Portman laughed. "Theodore?"

Parker sat up. "If you don't stop, I'm gonna pants you for all to see."

Jess plopped down and lied down next to her. "We have to leave in two and a half hours. Should we start bathroom shifts now?"

Parker hugged him. "No." Then she squeezed the hell out of him.

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A/N: reviews, please.