A/N: Lucky you! Three chapters in one day (: You're welcome haha!

Paul's POV

I felt a buzzing in me jeans pocket. Not like that, ya nasty Paul. I thought to meself with a smirk. Hm, I dont recognize that number..

"Ello?"

"Um, is this Paul?" Some bird. Probably another prank call.

"Yes," I confirmed. "And who, dare I ask, is this?"

"It's Mandy.."

Mandy! Now's my chance to apoligize for bein' such an arse. "Ey, love, look I gots somethin' 'ta tell ya.."

"I'm sorry for being such a bitch. I-"

"-feel like a jerk and-"

"-I hope you're not mad at me."

I think our little stunt suprised both of us, because a silence followed. "You're apoligizing? But I was such an arse!"

"Nu-uh I was bein' a bitch! Look, Paul, let's just both say sorry so we can get this over with. I feel terrible."

I shook my head in disbelief. This entire time I beat myself up for no reason? Wow, fail. "I'm sorry. Thought you never wanted to talk to me. That I made ya cry."

She laughed, "I thought the same thing! Well.. without the crying."

I couldn't help it, her laugh made me laugh, too. Today turned out much better than I'd thought it would.

We talked for quite a while, 'bout pretty much anything and everything. Man, could that lass talk! Before I knew it, we'd talked for over two hours.

"Damn!"

"What?" She asked, utterly confused.

"Look at yer phone."

She paused. "Holy crap! Two freaking hours!" She erupted into giggles.

Again, she got me t'laugh. "Now what's so funny, eh?"

"Nothing, I dont know. I'm just happy, I guess." I could practically hear her smile.

"Well, then I'm glad yer happy, doll." More giggles from her. "You sure are funny, Bates."

"Oh, shaddup, McCartney, you're no better! But I've got to go, my friend's comin' over."

"Aw, too bad, love. Guess I'll see ya Monday. How 'bout first period?" Forgetting that she couldn't see me, I winked.

"You're such a dork, Paul."

"Thanks."

"Bye!"

"Bye." She always left me thinking 'bout things..

Mandy's POV

"Sammie!" I whined.

"No, Manda, you're gonna call him. Right now. You're gonna tell him how you feel!" She shoved the phone at me, already ringing.

"Nooooo!" Never, ever would I tell him how I feel. I never should have told her.. "It's what he wants!"

"I don't care! You gotta admit this!"

"Never!" I screamed. "No, no, no, no, no! I'll nev-"

"Oi, who's this?"

Sam and I both froze. Oh crap..

"Ellooo?" The voice coming through the phone was getting impatient. I quickly hung up, completely embarassed.

"SAMMIE! Whaddya do that for!"

"You gotta tell him someday!"

"Well, that someday isn't coming anytime soon! Besides, you don't even know the bloody fool!"

"I. Don't. Care!"

I stared at her; One of my bestest friends since first grade. We'd gone through so much crap together over the years.. And she hadn't changed a bit.

I gave an overly dramatic sigh, feigning defeat. "Fineee... gimme the phone."

She grinned, feeling triumphant. "I knew you'd do it." As soon as she handed me the phone, I tackled her, pinning her shoulders down.

Her eyes were daggers. "Oh, you're gonna get it!" All of her attempts to break free failed. I'd always been the stronger one.

"Love ya, too, wifey." I grinned cheesily.

"Bitch."

"Aw, my hoe."

She started laughing at our pet names for each other. I soon joined in, sitting on the floor next to her. We were so crazy.

She glanced over at me, choking out words through her giggles. "You're not gonna tell him, are you?"

"Not a chance."

"You're so lucky I don't go to your school." A devilish smile played at her lips.

"Yes. Yes I am. I don't what to even imagine what horrors you'd bring upon me." We burst out laughing again. I'd missed her so much. Thank god she was here for the entire weekend.

A/N: Love you, Sammie hahaha my wifey! Yes, we do call each other "bitch" (Sam) and "hoe" (me) hahaha we're weird XD