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Author's Notes: Thank you so very much for the reviews! I know, last chapter was definitely something. I added a bit more Cameron in this chapter, and I am going to stick with the show and the Bianca/Joey schpeel. It may seem like Bianca is a bit, I want to say uncaring towards the end, but she's not, I promise she's not. Next chapter there will be lots of Katrick moments. Happy Readings! R&R and Thank You, again!!

"I need your help." Patrick inwardly groaned, his eyes opening as he stared up towards the tall boy who was hovering over him.

"Do you not have friends?" Cameron ignored the rebel rocker and flopped himself down on the grass.

"Well, I don't know if I should necessarily listen to you, because, you know all this waiting is just allowing her to get closer to Joey."

"Joey Donner?" Patrick laughed. "He's a little, um, special, isn't he?"

Cameron made a noise, nodding his head.

"I really have no one else to turn too. Not that I don't appreciate your advice and stuff, but, you know, it's not like you and Kat are steadily going out." Patrick stared at the bumbling boy next to him. "Every time you get a step in, you eventually get pushed two steps back."

A silence fell over the two, until Patrick sighed and sat up from his position on the grass. His eyes immediately found the object of his affections, hunched over a picnic table doing homework. He noticed that Mandella had a sour face and was talking heatedly to the studious brunette across from her.

"Well, as fun as it is hearing how terrible I am with girls, what do you want from me?"

"You're not terrible with girls." Cameron stated, looking up from the blade of grass he was twisting between his fingers. He looked at Patrick and then towards Kat. "You're just always doing wrong by her."

Patrick stared at Cameron, sighed, and then ran his hand through his hair. "What do you want Camilla?"

"Should I tell her I like her? Ask her out? Buy her something?"

"As long as you're prepared for whatever she'll say in response to that, go for it." Patrick sighed. His eyes focused on Kat who had paused from her homework to give Mandella a look. He turned to Cameron who was twisting another piece of grass. "I think Bianca's priorities are a little skewed right now. She wants different things then what you're willing to offer her. I told you to wait because, well, I think she'll eventually come around. If you're not willing to wait, then go and tell her. But I can't promise that Padua's new princess is going to fall into your arms."

Cameron sighed and gently dropped the blade. "I wish I could be more like Joey Donner."

"The world has more then enough guys like Joey Donner. Just be happy that he's not just after Bianca for sex or whatever else." Patrick turned back to catch Kat staring at him from the distance. He smirked as her head swung to stare back at the table, a smile creeping across her lips. Mandella, on the other hand, was sending him a look that, had he been any lesser of a man, he'd want to pee his pants.

He looked over at Cameron who had wide eyes at the Goth girl's nasty expression.

"Wow, that's very uncomfortable making." The taller boy averted his eyes as Patrick sat smiling and waving.

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Kat was staring at her ceiling, her brain still hopped up on Patrick. She barely registered the door opening and closing.

"Please, please, please tell me you're going out with Patrick tomorrow night." She turned her head to see the pleading look of her younger sister. "Joey asked me to go out with him so that Ryan could take Dawn to the movies. That way Ryan wouldn't feel so shy and awkward."

"Joey has a girlfriend. Let him ask her." Kat made a face, shrugging.

"Ryan doesn't like Chastity. And the Joey and Chastity power team is a bit on the rocks." Bianca moved over to the bed, falling so her elbows were on the mattress and her hands were clasped together. Kat looked unamused. "Please! You and Patrick are a sliver away from dating, which would be absolutely amazing for me." Kat gave her sister a look. "Fine, then I'll just have to tell daddy you skipped school yesterday and were with Patrick. Unsupervised, all day."

Kat's eyes narrowed. "Then I guess I'll have to tell him that you snuck out Tuesday night while he was at the hospital."

"And I'll tell him that you and Patrick went to a hotel."

"We did not!"

"He doesn't know that!"

Kat backed down from her sister as she noticed how close their faces were and how their claws were just waiting to come out. She began rubbing her temple.

"Please Kat."

"Fine, whatever, I'll talk to Patrick." She made a noise, pushing herself to lean against the wall of her bedroom. She looked over to Bianca. "It's all over school that me and Patrick are together, isn't it?"

"Basically." Bianca nodded her head. "Where did you guys sneak off too? Please tell me it wasn't really a hotel room."

Kat laughed. "Yeah, because I have no values or morals." Bianca's eyes were suddenly averted, causing Kat to roll her own eyes. "You don't become an instant sex fiend after having sex, Bianca."

"I know that. It's just, weird." The blonde moved from the floor, to the bed, leaning her own body against the wall. "Why'd you do it?"

"How was I suppose to know he would go and cheat on me?" Kat shrugged. "Who knows how long he was cheating on me prior to me sleeping with him."

"You sound like you don't care."

"I don't." Kat looked at her sister. "I was more upset about what he was doing behind my back then what I allowed him to do to me. I wanted to try it. It was all in fashion at the time." Kat nudged her sister, smiling.

Bianca smiled hollowly back. "You regret it?"

"No," Kat shook her head. "I learned from it though. I learned a lot from Justin. I told Patrick."

"Why?" Bianca looked at Kat with a crazed expression. "He's going to want to do it with you."

Kat opened her mouth, closed it, and then sighed, allowing her head to stare at the ceiling again. "Well, because I needed to know how he felt about it and if he would try to take advantage of the information."

"Did he?"

"Not yet." Kat said, bitterness falling from her lips with the words, suggesting it was only a matter of time before the tall, mysterious boy would hurt her. "He was pretty decent about it."

Bianca looked over to her sister. She smiled and dropped her head to Kat's shoulders. "Kat and Patrick, sitting in a tree--"

"Finish the song, and I will kill you."

"So, where did you two go?"

Kat shook her head and laughed. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you."

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Mr. Stratford stared at his daughter, his eyes blinking every three point two seconds. There was a weary expression on his face, his lips twisted into a slight frown.

Kat, who had been getting her breakfast in order, had not said anything or made eye contact with her father. Bianca was simply smiling brightly, her hands folded on the table and her make up and hair perfectly done.

"I don't like this."

"Daddy, it's not a big deal, we're just going to dinner and a movie. Kat has a date as well." Mr. Stratford turned his head, eerily, towards Kat.

"With who?"

"The boy who has too deep of a voice and looks older then seventeen."

"I thought we were mad at him." Their father's voice was very dry.

"We forgave him." Kat walked behind her father, making her way to her book bag. She gently patted his shoulder. "It'll be fine dad."

"You're going with Bianca, right?" There was more hope in his voice then Kat thought possible.

"Of course she is! She won't be with me, but she'll be at the same restaurant and in the same Cinema."

Kat threw a look to Bianca who seemed to ignore her.

"I just don't understand why you're so," he sighed. "Obsessed? With going out."

"Daddy, it's a favor for a friend. Joey is a perfect gentleman!"

"Is that true Kat?" He turned his head, his defenses failing. "Is this Donner boy a gentleman?"

"Dad, you met him, remember, the pink shirt boy." Kat rolled her eyes. "I don't think he's smart enough to be any less of a gentleman."

"I don't know how I feel about that." Mr. Stratford cleared his throat. "I knew these days would come around."

"And it's for the best." Bianca gently patted her father's hand. "Before you know it, I'll be getting married and moving away." She giggled, jumped up, and kissed her father on the cheek before skipping out of the room.

Mr. Stratford's face dropped completely, turning to Kat who went from confused to an overly large smile.

"At least you won't have a coughing fit every time you go into the bathroom because of her perfume."

"You're not allowed to leave."

"Ok daddy." Kat smiled and walked over to him, kissing his cheek as well. "I'll live with you forever. You like cats, right?" She breezed out of the kitchen, making her way to the front door.

Mr. Stratford, stared at the opposite wall before letting his head drop to the table. "I'm going to have to get more sample cups at work today."

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Cameron stood in front of Bianca's locker. He was holding a white, orchid looking flower, his hair slicked into some style from a magazine, and his outfit perfectly paired up. He smiled brightly as the bubbly blonde walked to her locker.

"Wow, Cameron, very nice." She gave him a wink, opening her locker and tossing her Chemistry book into the metal box. "Hot date or something?"

Cameron, nervous and slightly sweating, shoved the flower in her face.

"This is for you." There was a rehearsed quality to his voice. His gestures a little jerked.

Bianca raised an eyebrow and took the flower, lifting it to her nose. "Thanks Cameron, this is really sweet."

He nodded his head, wiping his hands on his jeans. "I need to tell you something."

"Shoot." Bianca turned back to her locker, smiling and bouncing her hair in the mirror that hung on the door.

"I really like you." Bianca's smile disappeared, her hair flying as her head turned to look at her closest guy friend. Hell, her closest any kind of friend. "I've liked you since I met you."

"Cameron, I--"

"And I know I'm not popular and some people think I'm gay. But I'm not gay. I very much like girls." He shook his head. "I very much like you."

"Cameron, I like you a lot as a friend, but you know, I think your great." She was at a lost for words and at some point her head had begun shaking back and forth.

"You don't like me like that." He gave her a small smile. "Wow, Patrick was right."

"Patrick? Patrick Verona? Kat's almost boyfriend?"

"Uh, yeah, but, so, yeah." Cameron began walking backwards. "I have to go, but I hope you have a great, um, weekend."

Bianca watched as Cameron smiled, waved, and then turned around, weaving in and out of the crowd that had already begun to form around the hallway. She let out a muffled screech and turned in the opposite direction.

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"So, we're going out tonight, to the same restaurant as your sister and her friends, as well as the same movie theatre. And I'm suppose to be excited because?"

Kat elbowed him. "Look, Bianca really wants to go and I could go with you or hunt down some poor guy to go with me."

"Well, I wouldn't want you to do that, now would I? That would definitely be a poor guy." He smirked and looked up, making a face as he saw Bianca storming down the hallway. "What happened with your sister?"

"Nothing to my current knowledge." Kat stood, waiting for Bianca who looked as if steam should be flying out of her ears. "What's wrong?"

"You're boyfriend told Cameron I didn't like him and that it was ok to tell me that he liked me!" Bianca was talking to Kat but pointing to Patrick who instantly put his hands up.

Kat stared at Bianca, her eyes darting to look at Patrick. "So, do you not want us to go tonight?"

"NO!" Half the school had tuned in to the three. "I want you to have a talk with your, stupid, insensitive, stupid boyfriend!" Bianca turned around, only to turn back and face the pair. "And I need you to be at the car at exactly two forty five so I can go home and get ready! I'm going to be a mess after spending the day trying to talk to Cameron!"

Kat and Patrick watched as the blonde turned back on her heel and stomped down the hallway.

Patrick's lips were in a tight line as he turned to look at Kat. Her hands covering her face.

"I'm going to kill her." She mumbled.

"Technically I told him he should just wait it out." Patrick's lips formed back into their tight line as Kat held a hand up.

"I don't care. I just don't care. Let me go and find, I don't know, her or that Cameron kid, or Jesus, I don't know!" Kat began walking away, only to stop and hit Patrick squarely in the chest.

"Ow! What did I do?!"

"You just sit and pray that Bianca has forgiven you or let me tell you how fun it will be to deal with my dad. Just wait and see for that good fun time." She made a noise and walked away, stomping, very similarly to her sister.

Patrick stared after her and then around to the group of students still watching him.

"Yep, that's my girlfriend, lucky me." He nodded, beginning his own thoughtful walk to class.