Okay so this is the second chapter to my story and I just wanted to let everyone know that this i loosely based on 10 things I hate about you and 8 simple rules. Janie is like Kat Stratford/ Kerry Hennessy and Emma is sort of like Bianca Stratford/Bridget Hennessy. Also, both girls only have one parent- their father, although he is nothing like the father in 10 things I hate about you.

All twilight characters belong to Stephanie Meyer. I just own Janie and Emma so far. :)

Enjoy this next chapter!

When we arrived home our father had ordered us pizza. Thank God, because I was starving and I just needed some type of junky food to get my mind off of Paul. I couldn't stop thinking about him the whole way home even with Emma filling me in on the latest gossip about practically every kid in the school.

"Hey, dad!" I greeted to him and he hi-fived me while I walked into the kitchen. Emma took one look at the pizza slice that I was about to eat and shrieked like a little 10 year old girl. It made both me AND my dad jump. "What?" I asked, startled.

"Do you know how many CARBS are in there?" She exclaimed with wide eyes. "No...and I don't really care." I replied back. "And by the way, no one really counts carbs anymore. It's all about calories."

"Well, I'm not eating that." She crossed her arms over her chest. "It's gross and it will ruin my figure." I snorted and rolled my eyes, and took a giant bite of my pizze right in front of her face, taunting her. "Ugh. That's disgusting." I shrugged. "Whatever."

"Emma, what are you going to eat? I got home late so I couldn't really cook anything for you girls. I'm sorry." My dad told us, with sympathetic eyes. I swallowed before saying, "It's alright, dad. Really. I'm fine with pizza. And so is Emma. Right, Emma?" I gave her a knowing look, indicating to just eat the damn pizza and shutup. She must have got the message and said, "Right, dad. It's fine. I guess a few slices wouldn't hurt." She gave him her best Emma smile. The smile letting people know that she's innocent and sweet. She's anything but that. Trust me.

Dad smiled and nodded and took a bite of his pizza. "So how was school, girls?"

"Well I just got news from Amanda, who got it from Chelsea, who got it from Lynn, who told Torri that Dylan Matthews just broke up with Brooke Davidson! Isn't that great?" She practically jumped up and down in her seat.

"Amazing! But guess who cares? Oops. No one. Too bad." I said sarcastically. She gave me a disgusted look before saying, "You know what Janie? You're just mad because you and Paul got into a fight or something after school."

"Fight? What fight? Paul? Paul Meraz? I haven't seen him in a while. You guys used to be tight, along with Jared. What happened?" He asked me, truly curious.

"Well I'm going to guess her attitude is what happened." Emma said.

"Nothing happened!" I snapped back. "We just don't hang/ talk like we used to. No big deal."

"Well clearly it is a big deal if you almost started drama with like the most popular guys in the school!" She said.

"Emma! Nothing happened, okay? For once, could you just butt out?" I retorded. She rolled her eyes. "God. Who lit the stick up your ass?" She muttered.

"Okay, enough. Emma, if your sister doesn't want to talk about it, she doesn't have to. You shouldn't be pushing it out of her." Dad scolded.

"Thanks dad." I murmered happily. "Although, it wouldn't hurt to talk about it, either." He said to me. Emma laughed and I threw my arms up in the air of exaggeration.

"Grrr. I'm going to my room." I put my plate in the sink and rushed upstairs. I threw myself on the bed and layed there, replaying our little encounter after school.

The moment he looked, I felt like I was being pulled into a deep ocean of chocolate. His smoldering brown eyes just held me there in my spot for a few seconds, until his stupid ego had to go and ruin everything. His eyes filled with anger and hate the moment both of us snapped out of whatever happened within those seconds. Don't ask why because I have no idea.

It wasn't exactly the way I envisioned our conversation. I thought we would discuss what happened between all of us and be friends again but, I guess that was too much to ask.

I pulled out my ipod from my drawer in my night stand and turned on my music, slowly falling asleep and dreading for tomorrow.

Okay! So this was chapter 2! Can anyone tell me if I should make the chapters longer?

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