Here we go: As of the last chapter:

Nina/Adam: Gives you Hell. Good idea!

Michael/ Erin: The Story Of Us

Mason/Kim: I'm Only Me When I'm With You

Dylan:Leah/Mariah: I don't have a song for this…

At 6:30 in the morning, going to a "Buddy breakfast" really didn't sound appealing, but after Natasha getting after me for 10 minutes, I eventually dragged myself out of bed and got dressed.

The event organizers got some idea that teams from one part of the country could meet up with a team from another part of the country and have breakfast. I didn't really want to go, but Coach signed us up, so I guess we were.

We were meeting a team from Kansas, and I couldn't decide how I felt about that. We sat at a row of tables with our meeting number taped to it, and waited for the other team while we took turns getting our breakfast.

They showed up after a few minutes, and we started talking like crazy, much to my surprise. The problems of our teams were forgotten, and I could see the tension for the junior team about their first game in an hour was wearing off.

We could have talked all day. I hated that I loved these guys. They were actually kinda fun. Eventually though, we had to leave. The junior's game was at 10:00.

We waited anxiously in the stands. It was nice to be up here, where there was less tension, but we were still a little bit nervous for the junior team. Coach Brian called Dylan to come help get everything organized for a minute, so he left where he was sitting with two of his friends to go help. I looked around, and I saw that Mariah had an empty seat next to her. This would be a great test. She had a huge smile on her face, we were all cheering on the referee who was getting the game started. Dylan came back up a few minutes later, and as he went to sit back down, he looked over, not at Mariah, but at Leah. I think Mariah and him are just too cute together, this wasn't fair. Leah had two other people sitting next to her, and instead of going back to his seat, or sitting with Mariah, he asked one of the girls that was sitting next to Leah if he could sit there. She agreed, and he sat down. Next to Leah. I was thrown off entirely by that. He doesn't like her, does he? It was all so confusing. It started to hurt right about then. The game started, but I had tuned out completely.

This was such a great team, something special for sure. I wanted to be part of the team, I had to stop being the new girl. And I really had to stop thinking about everyone else, and actually talk to them. Instead of being at Jewel Week, I felt like I was watching a TV show. It wasn't right. But I was having fun, that was important, right? So I came to an agreement. Tomorrow, or tonight if I can, I was going to try to talk more, live out, maybe even say something funny stupid. Whatever it took to stand out a little bit. After all, I wasn't Nina here. I admitted that I was probably going to continue to follow what was going on with relationships, but I had to do more.

We walked away from the junior's game disappointed. The other team had beaten them. At least it was fair and square though. They didn't get creamed, but they didn't lose by a pathetically small portion either.

As we walk to lunch, I see Dylan walking with a few of his friends. I really wanted Dylan and Mariah together, but he was leaning more towards Leah every day. It was all staring to feel kind of pointless. We walked past field 3A, and I saw the guy with the popcorn cart by the field, and I flashed back to running into Adam the day before.

I needed to move on. There were 10,000 people here. I wasn't running into Adam again, not if I had my way. I tried to assure myself of that, but it just wasn't working.

Lunch was fine. Lunch I guess. There was certainly no four star cooking here, but nobody really cared, we were having too much fun. As I was halfway through my hot dog, Alana asked,

"Do we just have one game tonight?" Of course she wasn't talking to me.

She's never very ecstatic to talk to me, which kind of bugged me. She was asking Eric, from the senior team.

"Two! Against a team from O-hi-o." He said in a funny way. Naturally, I giggled along with Alana. More seriously, he told us that the other one was from Maine. Alana nodded.

"7:00 and 8:30." Coach Brian chipped in from behind us. "They've got us booked!"

We smiled, and he finished, "You guys ready to go?" And a few minutes later, we a filed off the field, ready to go. Only I didn't know where we were going.

I walked into a room almost the size of a gym, and all I saw was table after table with the same stuff covering it. Rolls upon rolls of duct tape.

They were every color imaginable. Each of the countless tables had one of fifty rolls of one color. There were some plain hats and robes and sheets of fabric and cardboard by the door. Coach Brian stopped a lady who was walking around with a badge on and said,

"Could you please explain to my teams what this is all about?"

"You mean you don't know?!" She said with a long, southern laugh. She took a deep breath and started to explain it.

"It's a tradition of ours here at Jewel week! We call it the 'Duct Tape Ball!' This is where everyone makes their insane costumes, and tomorrow, we're all going to be on field 6D, rocking out in our crazy costumes until midnight! If you need anything, I'm Tanya! I'll be around!"

I was sold. Our whole team cheered, and we ran off to get to work. As I walked away, I heard Tanya tell coach slyly, "And if you're interested… best friends tend to dress alike if you want to get a few stories straight." She paused and continued. "And so do future couples." She winked.

He smiled and said, "Thank you..." As he looked around. "I'll keep that in mind." She giggled went back to work.

The next three hours went really quickly for all of us. But, at 4:30, coach blew his whistle and called us all together. Reluctantly, we finished up, and got in a bunch.

"Can I have some pictures?" He grinned. Everyone put on their outfits and got in a line. Nobody had anything too fancy, duct tape was hard to work with, and we didn't get a whole lot of time. Mason and a few friends had a bright blue wizards hat, and an attempted robe. And, not to anyone's surprise, Kim had on a pink version of the same outfit. Only her outfit was complimented by a few classy accessories to match her friends, and she looked great.

"A fancy wizard!" I joked. And she laughed.

Dylan had made a duct tape wig. He was a blonde. He'd also covered his shirt with red tape, so he looked kind of funny. But although his friends had made some other various costumes, he's gotten most of them to make a wig. I loved them. He even got Mariah and Leah on board, even though they did their own things too. 'Tanya' was on a roll here.

"But I don't want to relax!" I whined as I lied on my bed 20 minutes later. Coach Brian had demanded that we all lie down for a half an hour since the senior team had two games tonight.

Pretty much everyone on both teams had a similar reaction, but nobody was about to sleep. Since we had like 12 rooms next to each other, everyone had just picked a room and hung out in groups. In our room, it was pretty much just Alana, Natasha, and Bailey and I, but one of Alana's friends was probably going to come by in a few minutes.

Next door was a whole different story though. I'd seen Leah, Dylan, Eric, Mariah, and several others heading in there. And of course, Mason and Kim. It tickled me pink every time anyone said their names together. I'd had enough relationship problems of my own, it was so sweet to see them together. Or not together…. I just wanted to be next door. I wanted to know what was going on. So much for being part of the team. Nope, I was just one of the kids. And it kind of sucked.

We went to go get dinner. Since it was a game night, we went off campus. Our group was obsessed with Chipotle for some reason, so we went there.

As I sat down next to Natasha, I looked at Mason and Kim, still glued to each other like they had been all week. I looked at Natasha and said,

"Are they cute together, or what?"

Her face perked up instantly. "Totally!"

"But they're not together, right?"

"I don't think so." She said whimsically.

"Oh."

"Why, what have you seen?" She asked eagerly.

"It's crazy Natasha. They're together constantly. And you should have seen her a few nights ago. The way she looked at him. I sound crazy, but I know I'm not."

"I know exactly what you mean!" She got a little louder. I'd never seen her so excited. I had to shush her though; a few people started looking at us. We smiled at stopped talking as Alana sat down to join us.

"Nina!" Bailey screamed at me from down the hall. "We're going to be late! Hurry!"

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I yelled back as I hopped into my cleats frantically.

30 seconds later, I got my act together and started running down the stairs of the dorm to get to our game on time. But since the stairs were on the end of the building, I could hear what was going on right outside next to the building through the wall. I'd heard a few kids up really early playing around earlier on our way to the Buggy Breakfast, so I didn't think too much of it. But as I hurried down flight after flight, I realized I could hear yelling outside to me this time. And not good yelling. And the worst part, it was familiar yelling.

It was Michael and Erin.

I stopped dead in my tracks. There were some… unfriendly words being spoken. And they were angry for sure. I felt my heart pound. I felt like I was eavesdropping. But this was important. Alana called me from the front entrance of the building. I ran towards her, but as she ran towards the field, she didn't want to listen, rather remind me that we were going to be late.

As the field came into our sight, we all slowed down a little bit. And there was no sight of Michael or Erin.

"Alana!" I called her name again, grabbing her shoulder, I could tell that she was tense, but she responded friendly anyways.

"Yeah?"

"When I was on my way down…" I paused, still out of breath. "I heard fighting. It was Erin and Michael."

Her expression darkened. "Uh-oh."

As we entered the front gates, the audience cheered a little. Alana tried to catch up to Coach Brian, but never succeeded. Leah's phone buzzed in her pocket. She pulled it out, looked at the screen, and shouted to everyone,

"I'll be back in three minutes." And she ran off before anyone could object.

Coach led the junior team to the bleachers, and got the senior group in a bunch. He started counting heads, then hesitated and asked,

"Who are we missing?"

"Erin and Michael." I said quietly. Alana added,

"And Leah just ran off. I bet it was about them. They were fighting."

Coach sighed, looking irritated. Clearly choosing his words carefully, he said,

"Well, get them back. Now please. Our game starts in four minutes."

He turned around and motioned us to the field to warm up, a harsh look still present on his face.

Just as the referee was gathering our teams, Leah turned the corner, commanding us to wait up. Everyone froze, and as Leah slipped into her spot on the field, Erin came over the field, followed from a distance by Michael. Leah looked beat, Erin looked furious, and Michael looked like an abused puppy. It was pretty easy to tell who won that battle. I wanted to know what happened so badly, but the game had to go on.

We were being given a pep talk from Coach Brian after the first game. Well- it was a pep talk if that's a synonym for being yelled at.

We'd lost miserably. Michael and Erin had essentially just given each other nasty glares the whole game, and Leah had seemed distant and lost. And all of that had kind of set our whole team off.

So now we were being yelled at.

After one particularly snarly rant from Coach, he looked at his watch and commanded us to get to field 1E. On the double.

As we jogged halfway across the campus, I slowed down next to Leah for a minute. I subtly nodded towards Erin, you could tell she still looked ticked off.

Awkwardly, I asked, "Um… are they…." I ran out of words to say out loud, but in my mind I was thinking, "Is it over?"

With a frustrated look on her face, Leah said,

"Done? Yes." She sighed and caught up with Dylan, making my mind race for two reasons.

One. It just didn't feel real that Michael and Erin were over! It was so sad. They seemed like a good match, but I guess the break up was bound to happen sooner or later, based on the fighting I'd seen earlier in the week.

Two. Leah keeps hanging around Dylan. Why? I'd love to know, but I have my guesses. My mind is cluttered with pictures of Dylan and Mariah hanging around together. It's pretty cute if you ask me. But I don't want to change my story so quickly about that little love triangle there, so I'll move on I guess.

I was sore. My legs, my arms, my feet... and my brain. Everyone was seriously confusing me. But, as I lied on my bed, I looked at my watch. It was only 10:00. But I was tired, so I started getting in my PJs anyways. Alana and Natasha were talking about the notorious break up. Just like everyone else. They were discussing what actually happened, even though only a handful of people really knew.

For lack of better information, we eventually concluded that it had been the fight to end all fights, and they were done, Leah had stepped in to help, but didn't end up getting anywhere. Of course, we didn't know anything, but none of us were invited to the evening gab session next door, so guessing was the best we could do. I'd seen like 10 or 15 of them going in there. They would probably talk until midnight, and then complain that they were tired tomorrow morning. I still felt like I was missing something that was going on in the next room, but I didn't even feel like standing anymore, let alone wildly talking. So, I turned out the light and crawled into my bed.

And, next door, the conversation carried on late into the night, just like I suspected.

I only wish I'd known what it was about.

Yeah this is going to get interesting. Please review! Is it going to be Dylan/Leah or Dylan/Mariah? If you have any questions, just let me know! I'm so sorry for such a long wait for this chapter.

Songs for each couple:

Erin/Michael:

Dylan:Mariah/Leah:

Mason/Kim: