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Jamie's Point of View

I sat down at my usual lunch table with Alex, Danielle, and Nate. Out of the corner of my eye I saw the new kid, Brian looking at me. He began to move in my direction. What the hell did he think he was doing? Couldn't he just leave me and my friends in peace?

"Hey Jamie," Brian's voice penetrated my thoughts.

"Um, hi." I smiled tentatively and stared at my tray. "Do you need help with biology?" I prayed that he caught the hint.

"Not exactly. I was just, uh, wondering if you and I could go somewhere over the weekend?"

I saw Nate struggling to not burst out laughing in my peripheral vision. Danielle rubbed her hands together, hoping for my sake that I would accept, but knowing that I would decline. And Alex...he smiled a sinister smile that only meant one thing. Oh no. No, no, no, no!

"I bet she would love to," he broke in immediately. I shot a glare at him, fury burning through me and coursing through my veins. I should have anticipated this from him. He only grinned back at me in return.

I turned around to face Brian, gradually, restraining the malice in my appearance with difficulty. "Actually, Brian, I'm pretty darn busy. So maybe when my schedule clears up, I'll let you know ok?"

He nodded. "Let me know," he responded, though not as upbeat as before. He sauntered away with his head down, shoulders slumped. I almost felt sorry for him, but I needed my space.

"Why did you turn him down?!" Alex demanded when Brian was out of earshot, "He seems like a nice guy! Why do you do that?"

"Do what?" I asked, even though I knew perfectly well what he meant.

Alex sighed, frustrated. "Turn down every guy that comes your way!"

"It's not a good time," I mumbled.

"It's not a good time? It hasn't been a good time since the day you moved here! Get over that hometown jerk and move on with your life! My God! You deserve someone who treats you right, and there's plenty of guy's who'd do that here, but you refuse to let anyone in!"

I gazed into his jade eyes, realizing how much he cared for me...how much he wanted what was best for me...but not realizing how much I felt for him. "You have no idea what you're talking about," I fumed. "I loved him."

"So you're not allowed to love anyone else? You only thought that you loved that creep. If he did love you, than he wouldn't have cheated! Did you ever think of that? Not every guy is someone who will break your heart! You just have to find him, and move on from those who don't deserve you."

"You don't understand what I went through!" I shot back.

"I don't? You have no idea who you're talking to. You think that your lover hurt you because he cheated? Sorry to break it to you honey, but people go through that everyday. I've been in more abusive relationships than you can imagine. And yet, here I am, happier than I've ever been. You know why? Because I don't let assholes hold me down. You're a smart girl, Jamie, but sometimes you can be so naive."

With that, he got up and left, followed by Nate, who snickered in my direction. Lunch period was over. Danielle started at me, mouth hanging wide open; Alex had never talked to me like that before. I could feel myself tearing up, so I motioned for Danielle to follow quickly before I made a scene. "Are you ok?" she questioned in a hushed tone.

"Dandy," I responded, and hurried to the bathroom after I dumped my tray.

When I reached an empty restroom, I locked the stall door and the waterworks flow. "Jamie," Danielle's voice said, "He's just trying to help you. You know that right? It's just tough love."

I sniffled. "Yeah, but the problem is," I heaved, "...he's right. B-b-but, I can't take his advice. It just s-seems like no one is the right guy for me...except him."

"Jamie, you have to get over it. You have to. People get cheated on everyday, like he said. It happened to me just a year ago. But I got over it."

"I-I'm not talking about him. I'm talking about Alex."

The silence was awkward as I blubbered and sobbed.

"You are messed up," broke the silence after a few minutes.

"I know that."

"You can't love Alex in that way. He's not even bisexual. And you know how loyal he is to Nate...do you see where I'm going here...am I crazy?! You're only hurting yourself by hanging on to these feelings!"

I wiped away the tears with the back of my hand. "Believe me," I breathed, "I know that for a fact."


I decided to walk home instead of riding home with Alex. What a coward I was. As soon as I got home, the phone rang shrilly, irritatingly. I dragged myself over to it, misery almost overwhelming me. Banner trotted behind me. I picked up the phone reluctantly.

"Hello?"

"It's me. Did you get home all right?" It was Alex. Oh God.

"I'm fine," I muttered into the receiver.

"Look Jamie. I just want to say I'm sorry, okay?" I didn't respond. I know what he must have been thinking...Jamie at a loss for words. Incredible! But instead he said: "I know it's been hard for you and I'm not going to push it. I can't compare my love-life with yours. We're different. We do things at a different pace. I'll do my best to back you up from now on, and I won't try to set you up anymore, I promise."

"Thanks Alex," I said quietly.

"So we're still on for tonight?" His voice lost its serious tone and became cheerful.

"Mm-hm," I replied, my voice lacking enthusiasm.

"I'll be there at seven. Okay?"

"Got it."

"Bye, hon. Cheer up."

"Bye Alex."

I pushed the end button and hung the phone back on the reciever. The conversation didn't make me feel any better. Banner shoved his cold wet nose into my hand trying to cheer me up.

"Hey baby," I sniffled. Banner looked up at me, a dog grin on his face in response. I couldn't help but smile a little. His tail wagged at my attempt at happiness. I sighed, then went to my room debating possible outfits.

I heard the doorbell ring at around 7:30. Alex was never one for being on time. I rushed to the door and opened it. I looked him over; he looked perfect, as usual. Just being by him lifted my spirits. The way he stood innocently in the doorway, grinning hugely, the distinct sparkle in his ceaseless eyes...his hand running through his sun-kissed, brown hair...it made me long for him in a way that was almost unhealthy. Who was I kidding...it was unhealthy. I needed to stop this--this obsession.

"Hi Alex," I mumbled. I was still embarrassed about what had happened previously at school.

"Hey James! What's up?" he asked cheerfully.

"Nothing," I said, looking down.

"Well, c'mon," he said sounding a little miffed.

I dragged myself after him out of my house and took shotgun. I looked out the window as he drove (and chattered about Nate). I tuned him out. I really felt no desire at all to hear about Nathan.

"Jamie!"

"What!?" I nearly jumped out of my skin.

"I said, where do you want to go shopping first?"

"Oh… I don't care," I told him. He frowned. This wasn't my usual behavior. Usually we would argue about which shop to go to the whole car trip there.

"That's it! We're not going shopping," he announced.

"What?" I sputtered, "Why not?"

He stared at me seriously. "You need to do something fun. Something that gets your adrenaline pumping."

"Shopping is fun." I glared at him.

"But it doesn't give you an adrenaline rush now does it?"

I thought for a second. "Well… if there was a sale and there was this really cute sweater and it was the la—."

"I don't want to hear it," he interrupted.

"Well then what are we going to do?" I huffed.

"Oh sweetie, what do you think?" he asked. "We're going to TP the school, of course."

Alex and I were infamous around school for his pranks. Well… Alex and his friend were well known for doing the pranks (who really knew my name or knew anything about me besides my friendship with Alex?). We did random pranks at least once a month, so we always kept our trunks stocked with whatever we needed for our next prank. I realized that we were due for a night out pranking. I had to admit, they were really fun...but I would never have started if Alex hadn't pushed me. If Alex would one day miracuously decide to not do them anymore, I wouldn't either. He was the main reason I tagged along. I was never worried about getting caught, either. The teachers didn't mind, surprisingly; Alex always cleaned up later and he never allowed me to help, despite my begging. He always excused me, saying that it was his idea to start the prank thing, that's how great he was. I didn't even bother arguing with him anymore.

(Ava: I just want to say that this isn't an excuse to go out pranking your school! Only Alex can do it because he's so freaking cool! Got it? I hope so because I'm not going to deal with any phone calls from your schools!! I, Ava, don't deal with that sort of thing. I don't know about Aubrey. Hey Aubrey? What about it?

Aubrey: Don't even ask.

Ava: But seriously people this is fiction, people don't have awesome schools like Jamie does. Ha ha! Sucks for you! And for me… Not that I would ever prank my school or anything… ;D…)

"Well, it is a month away from the last day of school…" I considered. On the last day of school we were planning to pull a huge one.

"C'mon Jamie," Alex wheedled. "You need this."

"Oh, alright," I caved. "Let's go."

He did a U-Turn at the next intersection and drove towards our high school.

When we arrived, he popped the trunk and got the goods. He gave me a wicked smile. This had been our first prank together...I didn't care if the student body would be pissed at our repeat. He yanked the rolls over the main office building, and they gradully unraveled like a cobweb on the roof. "Nice," I remarked. He held my hand for a fleeting instant...a police car's sirens blast from down the road. We giggled silently in a mixture of anxiety and excitement until they dissapeared. My heart had almost burst out of my chest at the slight gesture.

When we left, all the trees were wrapped tightly in toilet paper.

"That was fun!" I giggled.

"I told you, you needed this."

"I did feel nostalgic the whole time, though." I sighed sadly. I'd been thinking about how the first time I'd done this, I hadn't known about Alex's sexual orientation. I had been under the ridiculous impression that we were on a date. Without realizing it, he'd led me on.

"Quit complaining," Alex ordered lightly, bringing me back to the present. I grinned at him.

"Fine," I replied, "that was the most funnest vandalism we've ever done ever!"

"The most fun, not funnest," he corrected.

"Geek," I laughed. I was happy that I could act normal around him again.


Ava: Please don't hate us, we want Jacob too. Though the Teepeeing part was fun though, right!?

Aubrey: Is that even how you spell Teepeeing?!

Ava: I don't know!! How do you suggest I spell it?!

Aubrey: TP!

Ava: That's what I thought.

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Ava: Two words are misspelled in that sentence.

Aubrey: ?

(Jacob: Fifty bucks she doesn't know how to spell them!)

(Embry: You're on!)

Ava: Well maybe I don't! But!... But... I'll think of a good excuse later!

(Embry: Aw shit!)

(Jacob: Ha Ha!)

Aubrey: All of you are idiots!

Ava: Just so you know this was supposed to be two chapters but we put them together. Sorry if it's too long. And we may possibly post a little bit more in Jacob's pov tomorrow . It depends on A. how busy we are and B. How much motivation we're getting… (Hint! Hint!)

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