A/N: Hey, a bunch of you guys reviewed and sent me PMs about making a part 2 so here it is!

Short Story #1: Zane and Angel in high school, Part 2

"And…I think I love her. Even though it was just a kiss," Zane concluded to his father, resting his head on the kitchen counter. He always spoke to Dr. Julien about everything, they kept no secrets especially since Zane's mother; Rosetta Julien died. They got even closer.

The man rested his hand on his son's shoulder. The boy was always pretty much perfect and next year he'd be heading to college, he didn't want him to be held back by some punk girl. But he was in love, how exactly could you stop that? He had heard about Angelina Hunter before and she was bad news… "Zane, I understand, but…that girl is…"

"Is what?" Zane asked, lifting his head up. He seemed ready to shoot a laser through the older male; his voice had risen slightly when he spoke.

"You know what I mean." Dr. Julien sighed. "Not your type…"

"And what is my type?" the teen growled.

"Someone more…I think…Someone more…"

Zane stood upright and backed away. "Why did I bother to tell you?" he muttered, before running out of the kitchen. He raced through the halls of his mansion before finally reaching the door of his bedroom.

He walked inside. The room was fairly large, with everything being clean and white, unlike most normal boys. Zane sat on the edge of his white bed, hanging his head down as his elbows rested on his lap. Why did he have to fall for someone like her? She bullied him in middle school up until last year when he began to avoid her and her insults and beatings. Some things just weren't right…And out of place, but somehow they still happened. Zane sighed deeply and fell back onto his bed. She was so…So…Strange…But so beautiful.

WAIT! What'd he just say?! He gave into his own thoughts eventually. *Scoff* like he couldn't even if he wanted to. He reached up and touched his own lips with two fingers.

The feeling of her kiss came back…Excitement and pleasure rushed through his blood just thinking of her. Surprisingly and unintentionally, he let out a small moan as the impression of her touch came back.

Angel…

"Okay, okay, okay…Lemme' get this…This is the same Zane Julien we're talking about?" Marceline asked, still in shock.

"Yes, for the millionth time!" Angel snapped. "I love him, okay?!"

"Dude, you've never even gone out on a date with him and if you do I'll totally kick your ass."

Angel leaned back onto her bed, shutting her eyes in frustration but guess what vision came into her mind…? Zane, his face appeared. She shot her eyes open to find him gone, but every time she blinked he'd come back. "Yo, you still there?" Marceline interrupted her sudden enjoyment with blinking.

"Yeah, I'm here…"

"Good, because I need to tell your ass that you gotta' leave this Zane guy alone! You beat his ass in middle school; do you honestly think he'll like you now?"

"Well he seemed to like when I kissed him…" she muttered, really meaning to keep those words inside but they slipped. Marceline heard.

"YOU KISSED HIM?! Dude, seriously! That's it, I'm coming over to whoop yo' ass into the next century. You're messing with this preppy, white boy motherfucker-"

"Marceline, you're forgetting that you're white too." Angel corrected.

"Yeah, bitch but I was raised in the hood and with my pop in and out of jail you know I can get ghetto when needed. I'm coming over!" with that her best friend hung up, giving Angel a good five minutes to think.

Why was she falling for him so easily? She never showed any affection to anyone, not even her adoptive family or her friends, but him…And that kiss…It made her shiver. Angel reached up and touched her lips with her two fingers gingerly. The feeling of his kiss came back. Surprisingly she let out a small moan thinking of him.

She lay there for a longer while, thinking of Zane when… "AIGHT', BITCH GET UP!" Marceline climbed through the open bedroom window.

"Shit." Angel jumped up.

"Imma' beat you 'till you stop thinking about this preppy-ass guy!"

Next Day…

Zane sat down at his lunch table which he shared with his friends every day. They seemed to avoid any topic to do with Zane, which would lead to Angel and he was glad…At least avoiding talking about her would stop any arguments, but he couldn't stop thinking about her.

The only class he had with her was Health which annoyed him. Why couldn't he see her more during the day? And she always spent her lunch outside and he had no excuse to go out there to stare at her so-

"Zane what do you think?" Lloyd interrupted his thoughts.

The teen played with the fries on his lunch tray, shrugging. "I suppose…" he faked like he was paying attention to whatever the hell his friends were talking about.

"Told ya', History is totally a subject that shouldn't have to be taken." Jay smirked.

"But how are we supposed to learn about what happened back then?" Cole asked, raising a brow.

"They're all dead anyway." Kai shrugged.

Zane rolled his eyes and went back to playing with his food and thinking about Angel. He only glanced up when he noticed the entire cafeteria had fell to a sudden deadly silence. Someone walked in…Someone with black/dark purple hair. She was leading a group of three girls; Marceline Garmadon, Hazel Taylor and Maxine Mortimer. They were all basically the rulers of the school. It was shocking they were still in school with the way they acted.

Hazel was their newest recruit from Brooklyn; it was a rumor that she owned a 9 millimeter which she carried in her backpack. Maxine or Max as she was called used to be good but when she met Angel, she quit the debate team and followed the leader. Everyone watched the group head over to their table. Zane tensed as Angel only glanced at him. Marceline walked up to her brother. "Lloyd I need you to grab my report card before mom or dad sees it, 'k?" she said.

"No way, I'm not doing that again. Dad nearly choked me to death for covering for you."

"Well he'll kick my ass though."

Lloyd shrugged at his twin. "Sorry,"

"C'mon, don't even keep it, just pull it out of the mail and then chuck it." she urged. "Do it for you big sis'."

"Dude, you're like a minute older than me."

"Just do it!" she growled, losing patience quickly.

While the twins argued back and forth, the other girls left to go find a table while Angel waited for her best friend. Suddenly something what appeared to be a can knocked Marceline in the back of the head. She whipped around, causing the same deadly silence to fall over the cafeteria. "WHO THREW IT?!" she yelled, causing everyone to flinch. Angel sighed and looked away, her eyes meeting with Zane's for a minute. Nobody was paying attention and with Marceline turning her back to them, she was shielding the two.

Angel bit her lip, checked to see if anyone was looking once more before diving down to kiss Zane smack on his lips. He glanced to see his friends paying attention to Marceline before kissing Angel back. Both their eyes closed as she tangled her fingers in his hair. She wanted a bit more, but she pulled away, not wanting anyone to see her guilty little pleasure. Zane wiped the corner of his lip to hide any evidence she left and pretended like nothing happened.

"Uh, Marceline I'm gonna'…Hang out in the library…" Angel said before walking off. Before she left the cafeteria, she made a small hand gesture from Zane to the door.

He noticed immediately and then grabbed his gray backpack. Zane stood and left the room, following Angel. Like she lied to her friend, he found her in the back of the library by the encyclopedias where nobody ever bothered to go. "Hey," Angel said.

Zane dropped his backpack. "Hello," he sighed.

"What's wrong?" she asked, touching his shoulder. "Wait, don't answer that…You told someone and they called me some punk, or rebel or bad ass that doesn't belong with you?"

"I assume your friends said something similar about me?"

Angel nodded, some strands of her hair falling from behind her ears. Zane brushed them back gently. "Do we really have an interest in what they have to say? What can they do?"

"So you'd want date me…?"

"If you want me to…" he put an arm around her shoulder, swiping her hair to the other side. "We can…"

She smiled lightly, looking up at him. "You realize this is bad, something you aren't right?"

"Well, it is a misconception that girls like bad boys, yes?" he joked.

She nudged him in the arm, giggling. "Shut up…" she said through her laughing.

She leaned over to kiss him and he kissed back. Zane reached down and hiked her body up, making her legs wrap around his waist. She cupped his face in her hands, moaning in his mouth as his cool body pressed against hers. The strong pleasurable shock was sent through both their bodies once again.

Too much… she thought. Her heart was pounding quickly, like it'd burst. She pulled her mouth away, almost panting. What the hell was wrong with her? When Zane gave her that confused look…She just sighed and rested her head on his shoulder, clutching his white hoodie. "I love you,
Zane…" she muttered, but by the way he tensed slightly, she could tell he heard her.

Angel shut her eyes tightly. What the hell had she said that for? "I think I love you too…" he hugged her upper body tightly.

A/N: Okay, I might do a part 3, I dunno'.