okay, so i know i told some people i might not update in a while, but i realized i haven't updated since the middle of august so i figured it was probably not good to make you guys wait so long.

it might be a while until i update again though, considering all the homework i get at school and the fact i got an f on a math quiz today (ahhhh!) so i majorly need to study.

but enjoy this chapter! lol i enjoyed writing it :)

Chapter 6

Yumi's POV

The entire grade had been in an uproar since the announcement for our projects. Jealous girls had been glaring at me while I got my lunch just because I had gotten Ulrich as a partner. I could've sworn even the cafeteria lady glared at me, although it was probably because she was getting annoyed with the rumors being shouted around about me and Ulrich.

I began looking around the cafeteria to find a place to sit. I considered sitting next to Aelita, but she and Odd were at there own table, talking and laughing. Jeremie, whom was sitting alone of course, was staring daggers at Odd. Just looking at Jeremie's eyes made me wince. If looks could kill, Odd would be rolling around on the ground screaming in pain.

My eyes wandered to the group of less popular people, (cough… THE COMPLETE LOSERS... cough) where a number of them were studying, Nicolas was staring with a dazed look on his face at Sissi, and Herve was looking over at Jeremie with a frown on his face. Herve and Jeremie were being joked about all around the school, considering they were the only two boys working on the project together, and because Jeremie had been dressing so stupidly lately.

A group of guys passed by Jeremie, making some joke about him and Herve and started laughing hysterically. Jeremie looked severely pissed. I shook my head at him. He really needed to get his act together.

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Jeremie's POV

THUMP.

I groaned out in frustration after hearing another thump from the dorm room next door. I had been hearing shouting and thumping coming from the other room for the past 20 minutes now.

Well, I guess that's what you get when you have a dorm room next door to Odd Della Robbia and Ulrich Stern. When I wasn't hearing the two of them blasting music, I could hear shouts and screams coming from girls and boys in their room. On Friday nights when they didn't sneak out of school I swear they have a party in there. But, it was regular for Odd to have some sort of weird noise coming from his room at around 8pm on a Thursday night.

I tried to focus on the calculus homework in the book in front of me, but ignoring Odd was taking all of my concentration.

THUMP.

I sighed and tossed my book aside. I'll just do my homework later. As I got up, I had to pull up my loose baggy pants.

Today, tough looking chains were strung around my dark jeans and I found them quite annoying. I decided to change into a more comfortable pair of pants, seeing as nobody would come visit me on a Thursday night except for Aelita. But, because Aelita is mad at me, I'm positive she won't visit me tonight.

I stumbled over to my dresser, keeping a firm grip on the spiky black and silver belt around my pants. Opening the dresser, I looked around for a pair of normal pants. I let the pants I was wearing fall, revealing a rather embarrassing looking pair of boxers with Barbie faces printed on them.

Aelita had bought him a pair as a joke for part of a Christmas present the previous year. I was only wearing them because they were the last clean pair I had, and, to tell you the truth, the most comfortable pair I had. I was looking through my drawers when suddenly I heard a loud scream emit from Odd's room.

I jumped and turned to face my dorm room door when I heard footsteps down the hallway. My doorknob turned…. Crap! Why didn't I lock that? The door burst open and Herve was shoved towards me. I forgot I was supposed to be acting cool and screamed like a girl. Actually, at that moment, I forgot everything around me except the person in front of me.

Herve somehow ended up in my dorm room wearing a fuzzy pink bathrobe with matching slippers, pink curlers in his hair. An intoxicating aroma of women's flowery perfume emitted from his armpits and chest. His face was covered in a bold green face mask and a black blindfold covered his eyes. He grabbed my hands in his. I looked down at our hands and my mouth dropped open to see that even his fingernails were painted pink. Bright, sparkling, girly pink.

His shimmering hot pink lips parted from another and he whispered, "Sissi." I was too shocked to move when Herve began to move in to kiss me.

Yes, you heard me right. To kiss me.

I blinked a number of times to confirm this was not some bizarre dream. When I opened my eyes to find Herve's puckered lips inches away from mine, a light flashed and I leaped away from Herve.

"Herve, what are you doing?" I shouted. Roars of laughter boomed from my doorway, the laughs echoing throughout my dorm room and through the hallway.

"Huh?" A confused Herve pulled off his blindfold, looked at me and screamed.

"You're not Sissi!"

I rolled my eyes at him. "No kidding!" I heard a loud thump on the ground in addition to all the laughter in my doorway.

"What are you wearing?" Herve gasped. I looked down to see I was in my Barbie boxers and felt my face burn.

"What are you wearing?" I asked twice as loud, throwing the question back at him. Herve looked down at himself and screamed. The roaring laughter got even louder and I looked over to my doorway to find the source.

Odd was literally rolling on the floor laughing, tears streaming down his cheeks, his face bright red. Ulrich was bent over, grasping the door frame for support with one hand and the other holding his stomach, laughing hysterically as well.

"What is going ON in here?" I heard Jim shout. Ulrich's laughter subsided as he wiped his eyes, but Odd just continued to laugh. I noticed a camera in Odd's hand and my eyes widened. I ran over to grab the camera, but Jim entered the room. He looked at Herve and I with wide eyes.

"JEREMIE! Put some clothes on!" I felt my face heat up again. Jim's eyes scanned Herve.

"Herve, you better come with me. I have some stuff we can use to get all of that off," he said quietly, referring to Herve's manicured nails, green face, lipstick, perfume, and the curlers in his hair. I'm sure Herve's face would've been as red as a tomato if he hadn't had the face mask on. Jim and Herve left the room, and Odd and Ulrich left as well.

I stood there, stunned. Well, now I know what Odd was doing in his room the past 30 minutes. But only one question still lingered in my mind… Jim said he had some 'stuff' in his room to get Herve's face mask and nail polish off. Did that mean Jim had nail polish remover? Thoughts of what Jim might keep in his room haunted me for the rest of the night.

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Aelita's POV

"Newspapers! Fresh off the print!" Milly shouted to the few people in the school courtyard. I sighed, feeling bored. Normally Jeremie and I would be talking with each other this early on a Sunday morning, but he was no doubt buying some new gangster clothes.

I missed the old Jeremie.

As I walked by Milly and Tamia, the newspaper they flashed the air caught my eye. I grabbed it, looking about the back at the gossip column talking about some girl named Chelsea's 'secret love' over Ryan, and flipped it over to the front side. I nearly dropped the newspaper.

In big bold letters the headline of the main article of the newspaper was called 'Herve and Jeremie: True Love?'. My jaw dropped the moment I saw the picture below it.

Herve was dressed in a bathrobe, wearing pink fuzzy slippers, hair curlers, and even a green face mask, holding Jeremie's hands leaning in to kiss him. Jeremie's eyes were closed, as though he was preparing for the kiss, and wore a baggy short and the pair of Barbie boxers I bought him last Christmas. I wasn't sure if I should laugh hysterically, or drop the paper to the floor in shock.

Jeremie was in love with Herve.

yeah... uhm sorry for the somewhat lame chapter... but this was the first idea i came up with.

hope it wasnt too awful..

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