A/N - Okay, so.. Gym was horrible today! We did the mile around the track. I'd be fine if we walked it, but we were forced to run and we were timed, too. If anyone forgot, a mile is equivalent to four laps around a regular high school track. I finished it with twenty seconds to spare. Surprisingly, my legs don't hurt..
Oh yeah, I posted a new story. It'll be totally different from this one, and it's gonna be much harder to write. This story's getting hard to write, too, since it's getting closer and closer to Jenny's decision. Remember to vote for LowBreeze's Video Girl story in Starsnuffers' Camp Rock awards. Monica's so much hotter than Jenny, it's ridiculous.
"Hey Christie, what's up?" I ask her on my way to gym.
"Oh, nothing really. I totally love what you did yesterday. It was hilarious."
"Ha ha, give the credit to Nate. He picked the outfit out. I gotta say, the dude's really good at hiding his pervertedness." I laugh, remembering the note from yesterday.
"What do you mean 'pervertedness'?"
"I know he seems shy and all, but there's this funny side where he acts like the typical Green Oak jock." Christie nervously looks around before pulling me into the girls' bathroom.
"Hey, uh, you never really explained that love triangle to me. I mean, who do you like more?"
"Well, I'm not exactly sure as of yet. Why do you ask?"
"Oh, nothing, trust me. It's nothing," she reiterates. "Get to gym before you're late." She runs out the bathroom, and I slowly walk out and head towards the locker rooms, still confused. She pulls me into a bathroom, interrogates me, then walks away.
I avoid the glares from the slutty girls in the locker room and quickly sit down in my squad. I look in Shane's direction, and saw him talking to some guys that I never saw before. Usually, he'd come to me right away and we'd talk, but he's ignoring me. I guess that threat was a serious one. He won't talk to me unless I choose to date him instead of Nate. Man, why does he have to be so difficult?
"Okay, all the freshmen and sophomores need to do the mile today," Mr. Wendler announces. A mile? Walk or run? As if reading my mind, he says, "You need to run it, and you'll lose points if you walk." A large portion of the class groans as the juniors smirk, Shane being one of them. I reluctantly stand up as everyone goes out to the football field in the back. Like most football fields, it had a track all around it.
"Just in case you guys forget, a mile's four laps. You have twelve minutes, and if you take longer than that, you'll need to come after school and redo it." I groan even more. I am definitely not athletic, and I just got my period this morning, too. Yeah, that'll really help me. As other people stretch at the start, I re-tie my laces into double knots.
"Have fun," Shane says as he passes by me. He walks to the center of the field and sets up a game of flag football with those guys I didn't know. When no one was paying attention except for me, he put the back of his hand to his forehead, feigning fainting. Oh, so he thought that I was gonna faint. Maybe I'll lose my breath, but I'm definitely not fainting. I did this last year in eighth grade, and my legs pretty much turned to jelly to the point where I couldn't walk on them.
"Remember guys, twelve minutes!" Mr. Wendler says right before clicking his stopwatch. I start off on a jog, and Shane follows right beside me. What the hell?
"Why are you following me?" I ask him, quickening my pace.
"I wanted to apologize for being so hard on you," he says.
"What?!" I trip over my own feet and fall down. "Fuck!"
Shane helps pull me up. "Hey, are you alright?"
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. What were you saying again?" I start running again, Shane still following me.
"Do I really have to explain myself? I was a jerk on Saturday, and I wasn't being reasonable. Don't think this just came out of nowhere. I left you alone three days for a reason."
I was starting to lose my breath already, and I only finished half a lap. "What, lemme guess. You were thinking."
"Yeah, I really was. Well, I was planning more than thinking about it. I think that you'll like this plan actually."
"What plan are you talking about?" I slow down to try and catch my breath, getting closer to starting the second lap.
"You're gonna be mad at me, I just know it."
"Just say it. Sure, you being Shane, it'll probably some fucked up plan, but I don't think it'll surprise me," I assure him.
"That was two forty!" Mr. Wendler shouts at me. Okay, so I used up almost a quarter of my time. I guess this pace is pretty good.
"I want to set Christie up with somebody. I really don't think you'll like the idea."
"As long as he's not a manwhore, I'm totally fine with whoever you want to set her up with."
"Anyone?" he asks, raising an eyebrow. It was getting really hard to breathe now, and he was acting like it was just a normal walk! Of course, football would do that to you.
"Yeah, anyone," I confirm.
He lets out a really deep breath. "I know who she likes, and it's Nate." This time, instead of tripping, I stop and stand there, in complete shock. I really wasn't expecting this, but Shane didn't have any proof. He couldn't be right. He notices that I stopped running and runs back to me.
"Jenny, come on, you need to do this in under twelve minutes, remember?"
"What proof do you have?" I ask. "That she likes Nate."
"Me being me, I'm really good at reading body language from girls. Observing the way she talked to him in school last week, and how she interacted with him at the pool party, she definitely has a crush."
"She did mention liking a freshman with great hair." Still, there were a bunch of freshmen dudes who had awesome hair.
"Okay, in my opinion, Nate's hair sucks, but disregarding that, I still think that she likes him. They're in the same science class, right?"
"Yeah, they are. Wait, hey! Nate's hair so doesn't suck. It's fun to play with, unlike straight hair." I let out a small giggle.
"You wish you could play with my hair. When we become an official couple, you can touch me all you want." He smirks again, and I pretend to gag.
"Okay, so you want to set up Nate and Christie?"
"They have some chemistry, and if Nate starts liking Christie, we'll have a chance to finally be together."
"Who said I wanted you, huh? Maybe I'd rather date Nate. Did that ever cross your mind?" He knew that I was teasing him, but I was still having fun doing that. I slow down, trying to catch my breath.
"Five fifty!" Mr. Wendler shouts. I was starting to lag a bit, and if I wanted to not redo this, I would really have to pick up the pace. I slow to a complete walk when I get to the curve. I'll start running when I get to the straight part.
"Jenny, you have to admit, my plan is pretty good."
"Shane, I made my decision over a week ago," I tell him. This time, it was him that stopped.
"What'd you say?" He was virtually paralyzed, and his blank expression was so incredibly cute.
"I. Already. Made. My. Decision." I say the words extremely slowly and put emphasis on each one to get my point across.
"And you tell me now, why?" I start running, and he quickly catches up.
"I need to make sure that everything's settled before I do anything. Nate being with Christie is total genius. If Nate does fall for Christie, everyone ends up happy."
"Jason and Nicole, Nate and Christie, you and me." I know this will sound confusing to you guys, but I love it when people say 'you and me' or 'you and I.' They put you before themselves, and that shows a sign of selflessness. If they don't realize it, it just could be in their subconscious. Girls, if a guy ever says 'me and you' to you, call them out on it. Notice that the Plain White T's have a song called You and Me. And in We the King's Check Yes Juliet, it also says 'you and me.'
That's why I smiled when Shane said that. That's why I started to run faster. That's why I finished the mile in under ten minutes, a huge accomplishment for me. Shane was showing a hint of selflessness, and just that made me melt. I hug him after I finish the mile.
"Congratulations," he whispers in my hair. I'm still trying to catch my breath.
"Plan Nate and Christie is an official go."
I've already said this before. I'm absolutely positive that Shane's the one. Sure, I'm only fourteen and totally naïve. Shane needed me more, and my feelings for him are stronger. They always have been, I just never realized it until now. All we had to do now was get Nate and Christie together.
Crap, that shit sounds really hard.
A/N - (Dodges tomatoes from Nate lovers.) I'm so sorry guys, but Jenny chose Shane. It's completely official. This story is pretty far from over, though. Remember the hospital scene? The last words of the chapter? She mentioned that he was "the one" and that she wouldn't regret the decision. That was like, a red alert saying, "She's gonna end up with Shane!" My God, who actually caught that and who didn't? I'm definitely writing a sequel, and there's always the chance that things can change.
But if you guys love Nate and not Shane, I'm writing another story. It's called Two Worlds Collide and the first chapter's up. It's time for Nate to shine! So yeah, Nate lovers go there. It'll definitely be a Nate/OC. It's another original character who's totally different from Jenny, but their personalities will still be somewhat interesting.
And even if you're more of a Shane lover, you might just like the story. Check it out yourself. Sorry this was so short! I just wanted to give this plan an entrance.. any offers as to how Nate will fall for Christie, despite being "heels over head" for Jenny? HELP PLEASE!