A/N - Holy shit, I got nearly 700 hits Thursday! Okay, I am fucking pissed. It's like my mom and brother work together to make sure that I never touch my laptop, and they drag me places when I should be at home. WHAT THE FUCK?! On with this very late update.

I put in my new notebooks and binders into my brand new backpack. I like this one better. It's bigger, and it's black and blue. Really nice combination of colors if you ask me. I still can't believe that Shane's being so nice to me. He's supposed to be a jerky bastard.

I walk out of the house after breakfast, backpack slung on one shoulder and see that Shane's there once again in front of my house. This is becoming pretty routine now. I open the front passenger door, swing my extremely heavy backpack in, and get in and strap myself.

"That looks like a heavy load," he says pointing to the new backpack.

"Well, thanks for getting me everything, again. You really helped out," I thank him.

"Seriously, it's no problem. If we can buy condoms together, me helping you with school supplies is nothing," he reassures me.

"Oh yeah, the condoms. You don't think Dave would tell anyone, right?" I ask, seriously worried.

"What? That we're having sex? I don't think he'd tell anybody that," he answers.

I scoff before saying, "What's there to tell? We're just friends, on a very, very platonic level."

He frowns before asking me, "Well, are you and Nate just friends?"

"Yeah, totally. You guys are both my friends, and so is Jason," I tell him.

He doesn't say anything to that for the rest of the short ride. What'd I do? All I did was compare him and Nate's friendships to Jason. Sure, I spent more time with Shane and Nate, but I still felt the same for all of them. Well, I'm pretty sure I do.

I walk to the front office to ask about the whole locker issue. They assign me a locker closer to my homeroom and give me a lock and combination. I walk into homeroom with my fresh supplies and sit down next to Nate. He shoves a copy of the latest US Weekly magazine at me.

"Flip to page 68," he tells me. I do just that, and I see an article about the fashion show. Page 68 were pictures from the event with captions underneath them. There was a couple of the models, Iman and Dave Bowie, Mrs. Grey, but then there was one of me and him with his hand on my knee. We were laughing at something.

I start reading the caption and I'm seriously shocked. It says, "One of Denise's very cute sons seems to be getting cozy with this 'friend' right here." Apparently, the person who wrote this article is a girl, and she said that Nate was hot in her article, and that he has older brothers. Also, something about how nice his mom was.

"Well, so what? They've got a picture of us together," I say to him.

"It's just.. I really like this picture. We look really happy," he tries explaining why he showed me it in the first place.

"Your mom seems to be getting more publicity. Apparently Lindsay Lohan likes her new Fall line?" I ask as I read one of the article's statements.

"Lindsay's an alcoholic whore," he says, disgusted.

"Wow, reminds me of a certain somebody with the initials SG," I humor him.

"Nice one!" he exclaims before high-fiving me.

I'm still laughing about homeroom as I walk to PE. The class seems empty without Morgan, Cassie, Erica, Brian and Paul. I hear a small group of girls talking to each other. I caught the words "Jenny" and "Nate" in the same sentence, so I try my best to coyly listen to the conversation.

"I just read the latest edition of US Weekly, and there's this pic of Jenny and Nate together," this girl with black and purple hair says. She was wearing a lot of black clothes, too.

"Kate, we've known about your crush on Nate since like, forever. It's not like he's dating Jenny or anything," a girl, wearing the same amount of black assures Kate. Her hair was simply brunette. I can't tell what their eye colors were due to their heavy make-up.

"Anne, he put me through so much torture, though," Kate says to Anne.

"It's not his fault he was creeped out because you kept a shrine of him in your closet, and told him about it," a girl with wavy black hair says to Kate.

"Nancy, just shut the fuck up, okay? He's shown no interest in any girl before, and now he's drooling over Asian trash. You should've seen his face in the picture," Kate exclaims before breaking out into sobs.

Okay, I can't listen to this anymore. I quickly walk over to my squad and wait as Mr. Wendler starts taking role. Obviously, Kate's had a thing for Nate for quite some time, and she's mad that I'm his friend, I think. But she was crying now, and it was all my fault. I don't like making people cry like that. She doesn't seem that bad.

"I saw you listening to them," I hear Shane tell me as he sits down next to me.

"Wait, I thought I was being discreet," I say, confused.

"You actually did a pretty good job. Almost fooled me," he grins.

"That girl with the purple highlights-" I start before Shane cuts me off.

"She's been obsessed with Nate ever since kindergarten, apparently. I heard that she started doing drugs because Nate rejected her requests to go our with her."

"That's terrible. She shouldn't be getting into shit like that just because of Nate," I say to myself. She shouldn't be wasting her life like that.

"She's only one of the many girls that are obsessed with any of us brothers. There's more at different schools. We can't date all of them, you know," he says, trying to make me feel better.

"If you were trying to make me feel better, you're doing a crappy job. I mean, if so many girls want to hang out with you guys, I should let them," I tell him.

Before he could say anything, I walk up to Kate and her small group. I had an idea in my head, and I was hoping that Nate wouldn't hate me for this. I start praying to mother nature that Nate won't get mad. Yes, I said mother nature. She's the only one that listens to my prayers. (Personal experience. Don't ask!)

"Hey, guys. I'm Jenny. Could I borrow Kate from you for just a sec?" I ask them.

They all have shocked expressions. "Yeah, go ahead," Nancy tells me.

"Thanks," I reply as I get a hold of Kate's arm and drag her to the opposite end of the gym.

"Okay, I have an offer that I don't think you could refuse," I start once we were far away.

"It'd be illegal to do the things that I'd want to do to you," she bluntly states. Wow, she's pretty straightforward.

"Tomorrow is Nate's birthday. I could get you a date with him to go rollerblading," I say, ignoring what she just said.

"No, you're lying. How can you possibly do that?" she asks with wide eyes.

"I've got my ways. Do you want it or not?" I ask her.

"Y-Yes, of course! Oh my God, I've been trying to get a date with him for years! It's been hard since we're never in the same grade," she replies.

"Whoa, wait, you mean you're an upperclassman?!" I yell. This means that Nate could go to Homecoming and not be alone!

"I'm a sophomore, what's the biggie?" she asks, confusion evident in her voice.

"Uh, how about you take him to Homecoming instead? It sounds better than rollerblading, right?" I ask, trying to convince her to take him to Homecoming.

"Yeah, if you could make him my date for the Homecoming dance, I'll definitely owe you something huge," she says.

"Okay, just make sure you don't have contact with him until the night of the dance. Don't wanna shock him.. What color dress are you wearing?" I instruct her.

"Oh, I'm wearing a purple and black one," she answers. Oh, I should've seen that one coming.

"Awesome, Nate will see you on the dance floor on Friday night! Oh, and could you please give me the ticket on Friday?" I ask her.

"Oh, sure thing, anything," she says.

"Sweet. Nate will see you the night of the dance!" I happily exclaim before skipping my way to Shane's side.

Oh, my God, what'd I just do? Obviously, Kate hates me, and now I just got her to be Nate's date to the dance. I mean, Kate doesn't seem so bad. She just has a shrine dedicated to him, and apparently tortured herself when he rejected her requests to date him. I should stop before I cancel the plan, and I don't want Kate hating me more. Shit, what'd I get myself into?

"Hey, Jenner, you look worried," Shane says as I sat down on the bleachers next to him.

"Oh, trust me. I have very big reasons to be," I tell him, not looking in his direction.

Using my peripheral vision, I saw him raise his eyebrows before asking, "And what would those reasons be?"

"You'll find out soon enough. Don't worry," I say before going into the locker rooms.

I knew that I was early, but I didn't want to talk to Shane anymore, or anyone really for a couple minutes. I don't know if I just did something good, or if I just set up a total catastrophe. I'm rubbing my oncoming headache as I walk into Biology.

"So, new books?" is the first thing Nicole asks me since I was early. I guess we had some time to talk.

"Yeah, Shane got them. We also bought condoms together yesterday," I tell her like it was nothing.

"And you tell me to not be doing anything with Jason?! Oh, that is so hypocritical of you," she scoffs.

"They were for Gina, not me or Shane," I correct her. Her eyes go wide but she doesn't ask about it.

XoLAGOHxO

At lunch, I wait until Nate gets up to throw away his trash before making Shane and Nicole huddle with me.

"Guys, I just think I fucked up," I whisper to them in our huddle.

"Wait, hold on. What do you mean?" Nicole asks.

"I got Nate to a date to Homecoming," I inform them.

"Well, that's good. It means he won't be left out," Shane states.

"It's with the girl Kate," I say.

"WHAT?!" Shane screams, drawing the attention of everyone in the cafeteria.

"So, what's going on?" Fauzul appears out of nowhere and asks us.

"Yeah, I'm getting pretty curious," another girl pops up. They were huddling with us, too.

"Whoa, wait, who are you?" I ask her.

"She's my disappearing accomplice, Caroline," Fauzul tells me.

"And a member of the drama club," she adds.

I couldn't tell how she looked, except that she had light brown wavy hair. They both walk away before anybody else could say anything. Oh, right. I almost forgot! Shane was just flipping out because Kate's taking Nate to the dance. I was about to mention it again when Nate sits down in his seat. Drat!

"Uh, Shane, what was that all about?" Nate warily asks Shane.

"Well.. Nicole just told me that she and Jason are dating," he says after a couple seconds.

"Wait.. We are?" Nicole asks, really confused.

"Yes, you guys are. Just started today. Right?" he asks her.

"Umm, yeah, Shane's right. Jason and I are officially a couple," she says before excusing herself to go to the bathroom.

I sneak a glance at Shane. He mouths the words 'we need to talk' to me before throwing away his trash. He'd better not tell Nate, because if he did, I would be dead. DEAD. Wait, Nate wouldn't kill me, would he? He obviously has a bad past with this Kate girl, but my soft side just had to take over. Aw, shit.

XoLAGOHxO

By the end of the day, the talk of the school was of course, me. Were the students talking about the fire yesterday? A couple were. How about that 'accident' in gym? It was yesterday's news. Maybe me possibly sleeping with both Nate and Shane at the same time? Oh yes, that was the current topic on everybody's minds.

Word about the whole condom adventure yesterday spread out. Whether it was Dave, somebody else, or if a person overheard, people knew. That was the important part. People thought I was sleeping with Nate, too, because of the stupid tabloids. I mean, we looked friendly in that picture, right? I don't see anything flirtatious!

Another important thing. My reputation as the school's biggest prude is probably shattered by now. I can't just tell them that my little sister wanted to have sex! Emphasis on wanted. Hopefully she still has some sense left in her. Which is why I'm sitting at home, not with Shane or Nate. If I went home with them again, it would just raise more suspicion.

Let's just quickly sum up everything that's happened so far in my high school life.

- I poured water ice on Shane's head.

- Angela put a snake in my locker.

- Morgan's groupies tried pouring blue paint on me.

- My sister locked me in a closet.

- That same sister is very promiscuous.

- I walked in on Shane and Angela about to have sex.

- Shane tried to flash me.

- I let Nate sleep over at my house, in my bed.

- I went to New York City with Nate.

- Shane lets me ride in his car almost everyday now.

- My sister was having pending thoughts about having sex.

- Angela paid Brian and Paul to drop me to possible death.

- Angela, Morgan, Cassie and Erica burned down my locker.

- My picture is now in a tabloid.

- I bought condoms with Shane.

- Supposedly Nicole is currently going out with Jason.

- I'm known as one of the sluts now.

- I got Kate a date with Nate.

All of this has happened, and now I have rollerblading and the dance to look forward to. And the nine months of freshman year after that. Oh, what else could possibly happen?

A/N - Sorry this sucked! Though it may seem like it, I didn't have a lot of time to write this. I started it over like, three times, replied to messages from three computers. I hate work, and I have to finish two books for summer reading by Tuesday. This was a re-cap chapter, and also a starter for a whole new set of conflicts. Seriously, just two weeks, and all of that shit's happened? Jenny must have some life..