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That night, Sarah went over to Caleb's house with Kate because he wanted to cook them dinner to celebrate Sarah joining the dance squad. They arrived to see Pogue and Reid eating chips while watching the X-Games.

"You guys are such boys," complained Kate. "How about watching The O.C or One Tree Hill?" Sarah set went to put their clothes in the closet and sat down with the boys.

"Chick soaps are for chicks," retorted Reid. Kate just rolled her eyes and sat down next to Pogue. Sarah didn't feel like watching TV so she stood up to go to the kitchen where Caleb and Tyler were cooking.

"Sit down Sarah," called Pogue. "They don't want you girls going in there." Sarah pouted and plopped down on the lazy-boy.

"Why?" asked Sarah. "I'm gonna get to eat what they're cooking anyway."

"You girls interfere with cooking and almost everything we guys do," explained Reid. "Observe, exhibit A." He pointed out Kate who changed the channel to the CW to watch Gossip Girl. Pogue was grumbling beside her with his arms crossed.

"Fine," Sarah finally conceded. "What's up with you and Dylan by the way? Did you know Brittany Irons almost bit her head off because of you?" Reid just shrugged.

"I noticed she took a sudden interest in me," Reid explained. "Brittany was last week's news. She just can't let it go." Reid snickered at the thought.

"How can you say Dylan's interested?" asked Sarah skeptically. "She looked like she couldn't wait for you to get swallowed up by the ground."

"You gotta learn to read the signs, cupcake," said Reid smugly. "Plus she's hot as hell and everyone knows how I love a feisty woman."

"Why don't you stop messing around with girls, Reid?" suggested Sarah. "Find a relationship or something."

"How do you know I'm not looking for a relationship with Dylan?" Reid asked innocently.

"Because you're Reid," everyone answered in unison.

"My point exactly," he retorted. Sarah held up her hands in surrender. No one was going to get through to Reid Garwin.

"Dinner's served." Tyler announced from the doorway. They all proceeded to the kitchen and nobody mentioned the subject again.

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The next day, Dylan sat alone during lunch. She and Brittany weren't talking. The whole time they were coming up with routines Brittany kept telling them all about Reid and her "relationship" while casually threatening Dylan every five minutes. Even Kira was annoyed even though she secretly loved the fact that Dylan was being scorned by Brittany. Dylan didn't want to patronize Brittany, so she kept quiet the whole time.

"Hey, Dee." A bubbly voice said from behind Dylan. She turned to see Sarah smiling down at her. "Can I sit here?" Dylan nodded unable to comprehend the reason why she wanted to have lunch with her. Wasn't this girl aware that Dylan was friends with her biggest enemy and oppressor? Sarah slid in the seat across Dylan.

"So, Dee," started Sarah but Dylan interrupted her.

"Only my friends call me Dee" snapped Dylan. She didn't mean to be so mean. It kind of came naturally to her. Besides, she wasn't up for being chummy with the public school girl. She did not want anymore enemies.

"I'm sorry. Dylan, then," said Sarah more quietly. "I was just thinking about our dance and everything. I'd like to contribute some ideas, if it's okay with you?" Dylan raised her eyebrows. This conversation was going nowhere fast. No way was Sarah ever gonna be allowed to help. Dylan was impressed with her original dance steps, but that didn't mean that the other girls would let Sarah use them.

"That's a loss cause, darling," Dylan answered bluntly. "Are you even aware that you joined a squad that hates you to the very core of your being? There's no way they'd let you in on making the steps." Sarah pursed her lips in agreement but Dylan was thinking that that won't stop this perky little blonde.

"That's exactly why I went to you," explained Sarah.

"Now I'm just thinking that you really are blonde," retorted Dylan sarcastically. "Why would you think that I would help you?" Sarah was looking pretty impatient now, but she looked very determined.

"Because I feel like you're better than they are, as a person and as a dancer." Sarah said gently. Dylan couldn't believe what she was hearing. She just insulted Sarah's intelligence, but the girl was still giving her the benefit of the doubt.

"You're a strange one, public," said Dylan. She quickly realized what she just said. "I, I'm sorry. I meant Sarah. I just got used to calling you that with them and all." Dylan pointed over to Kira's table where all their friends were, looking at them like they were aliens or something.

"It's okay," replied Sarah truthfully. "I'm not ashamed where I come from and I know you didn't mean it. See? That's progress. You don't enjoy taunting me."

"Progress on what?" asked Dylan. Sarah really was weird.

"Our friendship." Sarah smiled and turned to leave. Dylan sat with her mouth gaping open. Sarah doubled back to say something to her.

"Just think about it, and call me, okay?" Sarah smiled again and went over to the table where Caleb and Pogue were sitting. Dylan was at a loss for words. Friendship? She had her own friends. She didn't need Sarah, let alone the animosity that will be thrown at her just for having a conversation with her. The more she thought about it though, were her friends really her friends or was she just so comfortable with them that she never thought twice about how they treated each other? They were always bickering or talking behind each other's backs and stealing each other's boyfriends and whatnot. Maybe public isn't so bad after all, thought Dylan.