Disclaimer: I do not own She's the Man. Only the characters I've created.

Sorry about last night! I said another chapter, but I almost fell asleep. I was soooooooo tired. Please don't hate me. Thanks for the reviews, I didn't think it would be that hilarious. Funny in a way that I would understand not everybody else. SO THANKS ALOT! This chapter is basically about Abigail, Duke/Viola, Viola/Soccer and yeah. There's gonna be drama in this one, a lot! Sorry GilbertDrone328, I changed my mind about your idea. Sorry! But I still loved it. I can't use it because it won't work. SORRY!! Plz don't hate me. But if you have any other ideas, feel free to mention them.

Duke and Viola went back to Duke's apartment. They sat on the couch eating popcorn and just talking. They didn't kiss once. It wasn't a bad thing either. Duke said a relationship didn't always have to be about the physical stuff, although that stuff was good. Viola decided to call it a night and Duke took her back to the field, realizing her car was still there. Viola drove home and went to bed, determined not to be late for practice. The next morning Viola wasn't late for practice and she was quite happy all through it. Some of her team mates were wondering what made her so happy at 7am in the morning.

About a day two weeks later, Duke said, "I wanna introduce you to someone."

"Who may that be?"

"I'll give you a hint. It's not my parents. I'm not that mean."

"Thanks," Viola said sarcastically. "I'll have to remember to invite you to dinner with my parents when I'm upset with you, too."

"Please, no, I would never make you go through ALL that trouble."

"Oh no, there's no trouble at all. My mom's just dying to see who the new man in my life is."

"Well, she might die and go to heaven when she finds out it's me," Duke said with a cocky grin.

"Remind me again why I date someone like you?"

"Because of my killer looks? Charm? Awesome personality?"

"I didn't see ginormous ego as one of the choices." Viola smiled sweetly. Duke drove her to his apartment once more. He walked in and place his keys on the counter.

He called out, "Here boy! Here boy!" Viola was confused but then she saw a big, slobbering, black Labrador she understood she was calling the dog. The dog's tongue was hanging out and his tail was wagging. Viola liked him immediatly. She bent down to scratch behind his ears.

"What's his name?"

"His name is Rusty,"

"What a cute dog you are, yes you are," Viola cooed to the dog. The dog licked her face and she laughed. "You have a great dog, Duke," she said looking up.

"Yep, I know. Do you like dogs?"

"No, I love them. I always wanted one, just my mom didn't think it was right for a proper girl like me to have a big, dirty dog."

"Oh. I've always wanted a dog as well. But my mom had her reasons and my dad just followed along. So when I was able to, I got a dog."

"Doesn't Abigail hate dogs and animals unless their on clothes?"

"Yeah, another reason to get a dog," Duke said grinning.

"You are so bad!"

"No, Rusty is. I wasn't the one who wanted to play and got paw marks all over her white jeans. She screamed and claimed dogs and animals as 'ew'. But that doesn't stop me from loving old Rusty here."

"I don't understand why nobody could like Rusty. Just look at him!"

"Yeah, it's just a shame that Rusty and her got off to a bad start, they could've been such good friends."

"What happened after the incident?"

"Oh you know. Whenever they were within 20 feet of each other, Rusty would start barking like crazy."

"I take it he doesn't like her."

"Yep, but he sure does like you," Duke commented as Rusty licked her.

"I guess he does. He's just so lovable." Viola giggled as the dog's tongue tickled. They took Rusty to a dog park where he ran around the park, playing with the other dogs. Viola and Duke also had a great time. They played with Rusty and Rusty quickly grew to love the female dog lover. Plus, they had treats. They went to another park which had no dogs except for Rusty and took a walk. Rusty, knowing his manners walked along side them, not barking at anyone or chasing birds.

Soon, it was the new month of July. Viola was feeling great. They had won all their soccer matches since that one game and were doing great. Viola and Duke were happy together and all their friends were glad to see things brighten up. However, the battle wasn't over yet.

Abigail who was still angry at her clone, found a new girl. She was the same age as the clone, 17 and in high school. She was just a evil and just as stupid as the other clone. Now the first clone was moved down a spot. The new clone was Abigail's right hand girl. Abigail knew she had to plot against Viola from stealing Duke and it seemed she already had. She knew exactly what to do and it involved a few phone calls.

Viola was shopping with Olivia and Evie one day. They were at a mall and they were looking for clothes in this cute children's store. They were walking around when they noticed a newsagency. And there not as the main attraction but a mini heading on the side was a picture of her and Duke, holding hands. The caption read, "Captain Orsino's New Lady." Viola stopped and her jaw dropped. Olivia saw the cover and her jaw dropped as well. Evie who had no clue what was going on looked somewhat shocked as well. Viola flipped open to the page and was shocked to hear what she read. She wasn't shocked because the article said mean things, she was shocked one of the few people that knew would sell them out.

"Duke Orsnio, new soccer star has been seen and reported with another soccer player, the one and only Viola Hastings." Viola read out. "The two have been reportedly been dating for a month now. A close friend says, "The two do not belong together it is clear. The two dated previously in high school and broke up because of soccer. Now, their whole lives revolve around soccer. How can they have a relationship if their life is about the thing that broke them up?" Viola quickly scanned the rest of the article. She shoved the magazine back and stormed off with Olivia.

Viola went home and found that she had 2 pints of ice cream in the freezer. She got them out along with a spoon and went to her room. She sat on the bed and watched the Simpsons Marathon which was on. She ate the ice cream slowly and thought about the soccer game where Duke wondered what she did when she was upset. Eat excessive amounts of ice-cream? Well that's what she was doing then. She was finishing off her first tub. She had spooned the whole hunk onto it. She knew it was disgusting and her mother would never approve, but she would put it in her mouth, lick a bit off and take the spoon out with still a lot of ice cream on it. It was the slow way of eating ice cream.

Viola answered her phone as it rang. "Hello?" Viola licked her spoonful of ice cream.

"Viola! How lovely to hear your voice," Abigail's false sweet voice rang in her ears.

"If only I could say the same about you," Viola said just as sweetly. Then she snapped, "What do you want?" Viola finished her spoonful. She saw the tub was empty so she tossed it in the garbage. She reached for the next tub.

"Did you read my article?"

"I didn't read anything about you. Only about me and Duke."

"That's what I was talking about, Silly!" Viola froze in the middle of opening the ice cream.

"It was you? You said all those things! You told the whole world? God, you've sunk to a new level of low."

"So what if I have?" Abigail gritted through her teeth. "You can't do anything about it."

"Funny. I imagined myself saying that to you. Because it is you in fact who can do nothing. Lay a finger on me and you can kiss your life goodbye."

"You think you're all that, don't you? With Duke by your side, with me on a tight leesh, with everbody loving you. You think you're so special that you've been on with John Jabbers like 50 frigging billion times when I would die to go on a show with him!"

"Maybe he hasn't asked you to his show because of your lack of personality."

"ME? LACK OF PERSONALITY?"

"My bad. Maybe the personality you have isn't what he wants others viewing. They do have to stick to a tight PG rated show."

Viola wasn't being mean on purpose like Abigail. Viola was just simply saying the truth. "Well this isn't the last of me, Viola. Just wait. I can make your life a living hell without having to physically coming in contact with you."

"That's good. Because if you do, you might just loose your job."

"SHUT UP YOU MAN STEALING BITCH!" Abigail screamed. Viola was saved by the bell as her doorbell rang.

"How lovely," Viola said imitating her mother. "Well I gotta go. Someone's at the door. Toodles." Viola hung up before she could say another word. There was another knock on the door. "COME IN! IT'S OPEN!" The door opened and there was Duke.

"Vi?" Duke's voice called.

"I'm in here!" Viola called from her room. She heard footsteps and then the slightly opened door swung open.

"Hey, Vi!"

"Duke? What are you doing here?" Viola continued opening the lid on the tub of cold ice cream. She seemed to have forgotten about it during the phone call.

"Well, I thought we were going to dinner."

"Oh my gosh Duke! I am so sorry. Well Abigail did this and then she and I totally forgot!"

"Don't worry it's alright. But what's all this about Abigail?"

Viola patted the empty space next to her on the bed. "Well, if you sit down, I'll start story-time now." Duke sat down and Viola started speaking. "Well, some girl by the name of Abigail Ramsey just sold us out. She went and told the whole world about us. Isn't that lovely?"

"She has sunk to a new level of low."

"That's exactly what I said." Viola scooped some ice-cream onto the spoon.

"What's with the ice-cream?"

"Well, when there was that one soccer game. You asked me what I did when I was upset. Excessive amounts of ice cream was on there. Well, I was feeling really down when I got home but I did find 2 pints of ice cream. It really does seem to work."

"How much ice cream have you had?"

"1 pint. Not too much. The ice cream just seemed to numb the pain. And my tongue." She ate the ice cream, this time scraping all of it off the spoon in her mouth.

"Well I'm pleased to hear it's working. I'm just afraid that any moment you'll be bouncing off the walls." Viola rolled her eyes. She spooned some ice cream onto the spoon and offered it to Duke. Duke opened his mouth and went for the spoon but Viola kept moving it around. Finally Duke got a hold of the spoon but then, he wouldn't let go.

"Duke Orsino! Give me back my spoon this instant!" She ripped it out of his mouth. "Thank you." Viola smiled. She spooned another spoonful and had a bite of her own. Viola's phone rang once again and Viola put her spoon down and reached for the phone. She answered it and found it was Sebastian.

"Hey bro! What's up?"

"Hey Vi. How are you?"

"Not to good- DUKE PUT DOWN MY SPOON!"

"What?"

"Sorry, Duke here is stealing my ice cream."

"Sorry to hear that. But you're gonna want to turn to chanel 48."

"Entertainment channel?" (A/N: Just imagine the channel as E! Entertainment Television)

"Yep." Viola flicked through the TV channels. It was News Tonight. It basically was a show with all the latest news and gossip. It was everyday at 8pm for about half an hour.

"And just recently, there have been many rumors and stories going around about new soccer star Duke Orsino and another soccer star, Viola Hastings have been seen together. A friend confirmed the rumors and personally I'd hate to be that friend once Duke and Viola have found out. Apparently, they've wanted to keep their relationship on the 'down low' but thanks to this friend, some of thier innermost personal thoughts may be shared with the rest of the country." Viola turned the TV off.

"Thanks Sebastian. We'll give that 'friend' another call."

"Well, that's not too good. Well, we don't need the TV industry tell us what to do with our lives. And we certainly can't let Abigail get in the way."

"True."

"She's gonna be always there. We just need to ignore it."

"If you say so, oh Wise One."

"Yes young one. Listen to those who are older and wiser."

"Well then, tell me Wise One, do you think getting your girlfriend pissed because you stole her spoon is a good idea?"

"Yes. Because although she may be my girlfriend, I'll have to make some sacrifices to get what I want."

"Fine then. I'll get my own spoon." Viola left and came back with another spoon. She sat back down on the bed. She cuddled up next to Duke and held the ice cream. She would spoon some for herself and hold it away so Duke couldn't reach.

"Hey! That's unfair."

"Well Wise One tell me what you're going to do now that your girlfriend is pissed."

"Does she want me to get down on my knees and beg?"

"That would be nice. However, she's feeling better now, so she'll let it pass." She put the tub in front of the two of them and soon the ice-cream was gone. They talked about what they were going to do. They said when they were asked, they would tell the truth but keep quiet otherwise. It got dark and Viola grabbed Duke's hand. "Come. I wanna show you something." She took him outside to the hallways. She opened the door that said 'staircase' and took him up and up the stairs. Finall she opened the door and they found themselves on this balcony. There was this metal ladder that led up to the rooftop and Viola climbed up.

"Are we allowed to be here?"

"Yeah. No one ever comes here. Come on." They reached the top and it was like any other apartment rooftop.

"Follow me." Viola took him to the other end where they had this great view of the city of LA in front of them. Plus it was dark and all the lights were on. It seemed Viola had been there before as there was what seemed a blanket spread out with a whole bunch of cushions.

"I see you've been up here before."

"A few times." Duke gave her a look. "Almost every night for two years."

"What do you do up here?"

"Talk."

"To yourself?"

"Michael." Duke didn't have a comment for that. "But that's not all I do. I watch the city, look up at the stars."

"That's nice. It seems so quiet up here."

"It is. The city is all down there. Over there. Away from here. It's like my place of serenity." They took a seat on the blanket and looked at the city view in front of them.

"What do talk about with Michael up here?" Duke asked softly.

Viola stayed looking down. "Just stuff."

"Like what?"

"Everything. Like we used to. It isn't much different. When I talked to him, he didn't say much. But he made me feel so much better in the end. Sometimes he would say things that made me feel as if I was on top of the world. He could make me feel better, good about myself. When I come up here, I talk to him about my problems and what I'm thinking and I wish I could just hear his voice just once more." She looked up at Duke with watery eyes. Duke put an arm around her and hugged her tightly. It made him feel sad.

"Sometimes we wish things like that. And there are going to be things that we just can't control whether we like it or not. But I know even though I didn't know Michael like you did, he would want for you to be strong. He would want you to be happy and not just spend your life moping about his death. It's hard but sometimes you need to start thinking of the future. You can't live in the past. You need to become happy again. You need to be strong for Michael. You need to show him that even thought he's not there, you can be happy, live your life, be strong. And although it's hard to think that you may never see him again, you've got to keep going. You've got to keep living your life and being strong. Being strong for yourself, for him, for everybody out there. He believed in you and saw you in a way no one else did and he brought out the best in you and for once you've got to believe that. You've got to believe those things he thought about you. You've got to believe in yourself. Trust yourself. It's all he would ever want."

Viola looked up at him once more and he looked as if he was trying hard not to let a few tears drop. Viola stretched her neck up to give him a kiss. It was a soft, perfect one. It was as if to thank him. Duke saw her when she lowered her neck again. Her eyelashes fringed with tears, her face with dry tears, her eyes all full of mixed emotions. She snuggled in closer to him, leaning on his chest and closed her eyes while listening to the steady thumping of his heart.

"Vi," Duke said in a whisper. "Look up at the stars." He had just looked up at them himself and saw the night sky decorated with the bright stars. They lay down with thier heads on the cushions and looked up at the stars. They were beautiful and bright.

"They're perfect, aren't they?" Viola breathed.

"Yeah. Perfect in every way, just like you." Viola turned her head and looked into his eyes. It wasn't a joke or a lie, what he said was true. He did believe Viola was perfect. Viola smiled at him. It was a beautiful smile as well. The two headed back down later in the night after gazing up at the stars. They didn't say much, just be there with each other. They travelled back down and as Duke left, he said, "This was better than any dinner." And Viola just had to agree. She had to agree.

I liked writing this chapter. I thought Duke and Viola would need to have a real heart to heart talk. Well, I don't believe in spoilers but I will tell you the next chapter is going to be filled with a lot of drama... and love. It's gonna be gooey like this chapter. I personally can't wait! Well thanks for the reviews. I wanna get started on the next chapter tonight, so no reviews from me. BUT thank you all once again! I love all the positive comments and feedback. PEACE OUT!