Hey guys! I decided to post this cuz, well, I felt like it! I've really got nothing to say except that Alpha hasn't read this yet so there might be a couple errors. Nothing big though.

Disclaimer: I don't own Good Luck Charlie.

Jo's POV

It's been a while since Gabe and I last spoke to each other.

We've barely even seen each other since the argument. Even in class we don't acknowledge each other's existence. Mom's noticed how moody I've been lately. After days of nonstop 'honey, are you okay?' I finally told her what's up. Then she went all 'mother mode' and said that if I wanted to stay in a proper relationship with Gabe, I should listen to what Gabe has to say. Then I had to explain to her that Gabe and I aren't together and that the whole thing started because he has a new girlfriend.

"Okay team! I know you can do better than that!" Heather says clapping her hands. I groan. Heather's really been getting on my nerves ever since we started decorating the gym an hour ago. Her peppiness is totally clashing with my moodiness.

"I bet we could do even better if you actually helped us!" I snap.

Heather stares at me with big, wide eyes. "I am helping you. Who else is there to tell you that the heart you are holding is the wrong colour. It's supposed to be fuchsia, not magenta."

I roll my eyes. "They're the exact same colour! Sheesh. You're even less helpful than Brittney." I ignore Brittney's death glare.

"Calm down," Lucille says softly. "We're all working hard here." She quickly glances at Brittney, who's sitting on a table with her laptop, probably online shopping or something else equally dumb.

"Whatever," I mumble, dropping the paper heart and walking to the other half of the gym.

I hate to admit it, but this half actually looks good. There's hearts and streamers and balloon galore. Whoever's been working here has been doing a pretty good job. I look to see who is working on this side. There's Jake, and Chance...and Gabe...and, of course, Juliette.

Typical.

"Hi Jo!" Juliette squeals. She's grinning but I can hear the cruelness in her voice. "Do you like my decorating?"

"I. Don't. Like. You," I deadpan.

She pretends to look offended. "Really? I thought we were friends," Juliette wipes away a tear. Dang, she's good.

I put my hands on my hips. "I like your style...but Gabe's not here." I point to him. He's randomly throwing paper airplanes at Jake and Chance. How immature...if I wasn't still mad at him I'd totally join them.

Juliette glances at him then turns back to me. "I hate you."

I roll my eyes. "Really?" I say sarcastically. "I didn't know that."

"Drop out of decorating. No one likes you."

"Drop dead. No one likes you."

Juliette's face goes bright red. "Yeah people do. Gabe does. That's why he's dating me and not you!" she hisses.

I feel my cheeks go pink. "I'm not interested him! He's an idiot!" I try to hiss back but it comes out more breathy.

"Sure you do. I may be new but I'm not dumb—"

"I beg to differ," I interrupt.

"Whatever Jo! Just stay away from him!"

"Ooh. Now that's a threat you haven't used before!"

Juliette's about you say something back when another stupid fake smile appears on her face. "Hang this please!" she says in a sing-songy voice. She shoves a small disco ball, like the type you can get at a dollar store, into my hands. I take that as a cue that someone else is around.

"Where?" I ask spinning around.

"Try the balcony...or your forehead." I turn to see Gabe staring at me.

"Ha ha!" I roll my eyes. "That's so funny, but I can't hang this."

"Why? Cause you're a shortie?"

I glare at him. I hate it when people bring up my height. Sure, I'm shorter than most of the other teens my age. Everyone knows that. They're all just too afraid to bring it up because I can still beat the crud out of anyone. I repeat; anyone!

"Wow. So the moment you decide to start talking to me again, this is what you say?" I stomp on his foot before walking towards the balcony.

"Hey!" Gabe calls back. "Don't pull that one on me! You're the one who started the whole thing!" I ignore him, like that's anything new.

The steps up the balcony are long, spirally, narrow, and pure white. I wonder how much the drama club paid for this thing. When I get to the top I look around. It's pretty big. I try to hang it up but I can't reach the ceiling. I hear Gabe laughing at me from below. I lift up my fist to emphasize the fact that I'm going to kill him when I get down, then look around for another way to hang it up. There's no other way except...the balcony rail.

Bingo!

I put one foot on the rail. Then another. I know that's probably the dumbest move I could ever possibly make but I had to prove to Gabe that I can do this. I slowly lift up my arm and hang it up.

Score!

"Jo!"

I spin around to see who just called me. Big mistake. My foot slips off the edge, knocking me off balance. I scream. My other foot slips off the rail as well. I'm about to fall when I manage to grab onto it with one hand, pulling myself up so that two hands are keeping me from my doom.

"Ohmigosh!" Kit screams, "Jo!"

I can tell that mine and Kit's scream caught a lot of attention because pretty soon everyone was screaming my name.

"What happened?" Chance asks. "Are you ok?"

"I'm okay!" I yell, "Just get my down from here!"

"Uh...ok! Just hang on!" I recognize that as Jake's voice.

"Really?" I ask. "That's, like, the dumbest thing anyone could ever possibly say to me right now! As you may not have noticed, if I don't hang on I am going to die!"

"Wow…" Brittney says. "Even when she's about to die she's mean."

"Let go," Gabe says calmly.

I tighten my grip. "Did I just say Jake said the dumbest thing ever? Cause if I did then I. Meant. Gabe."

"Let's go," he repeats.

"Are you crazy?" I screech. My face twists to a look of disbelief.

"Just trust me," Gabe says.

"But I don't trust you!"

"Just do it!"

"No!"

"Come on Jo! What's the worst that could happen?"

"Uh—"

"Never mind. Don't answer that! Just let go."

"Why should I?"

"Because…" Gabe's voice grows softer, "I'll catch you. I won't let you fall. I promise."

I feel my cheeks go pink and I don't know why. Okay, maybe I do kind of know why but I'm not going to tell you. I wait until I'm positive that my cheeks are back to normal before finally letting go. I try not scream as I fall. Gabe said he'd catch me. Will he keep his promise?

He does.

"Uhhh..." I bury my face deep into his chest, not caring that Juliette's probably going to plot some evil revenge just because of it.

"Uh...Jo?" Gabe says.

I look up to see everyone staring at us. It's not as embarrassing as you'd think. It's more...strange and awkward. Gabe puts me down and I heave a sigh of relief. I'm okay!

"Jo!" Juliette yells running over to me. It's then that I realize it was her who called my name when I was standing on the railing. She's the one who could've killed me! Okay, so maybe it was my fault for spinning around to see who is was, but still.

"What?" I say.

"I...I'm so happy you're okay!" she lies.

"Yeah? Well…whatever." I'm not really in the mood to start a fight. Mostly because I nearly fell to my doom, but also because she's going pretend to be all innocent and I'm going to come off as a total jerk. Again.

I receive a few high fives and a couple of whistles, but loads and loads of clapping. I grin. By tomorrow this will be all anyone's talking about. I feel great. On top of the world...

...And then of course Juliette has to come along and ruin it.

The next few minutes of my life comes by in a blur.

Juliette sticking out her foot.

Me not noticing Juliette sticking out her foot.

Me tripping over her foot.

Me crashing into Gabe.

Gabe falling on his back.

Me falling on top of him.

I'm not sure which part was more embarrassing. The fact that I was on top of Gabe or the fact that everyone was watching us. Or perhaps it was the fact that when we fell our lips went crashing into each other.

Yep. That's probably it.

Oooh a cliffie! How dramatic O.O Anywho, PLEASE REVIEW! XD

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~Beta