That night the group had dinner in silence, the only means of communication being the stolen glances from across the table, secrets kept between 'friends'… or not. Emily occasionally sent hurtful glares at Jenna, who just watched her plate quietly, not even daring to touch her food. Jaia and Cindy looked over to their friends with great concern, yet unsure what to say to change the way they feel, or make the pain go away, at least temporarily. Pierce would stare longingly at Jaia from time to time, trying to seize the right moments so no one would notice. And to his dismay, all Ollie could do was watch the drama unfold, his mouth opening but no words coming out, only long, drawn out breaths. Jack watched his friend as he tried to make things better, instantly feeling sorry for him. Jack stood up, beginning to stack up the plates.

"Right, me, Pierce and Ollie'll do the dishwasher while you guys go pick out a good movie marathon for us, okay?" The group nodded in response and began shuffling into the living room, those who's minds weren't somewhere else over dinner chatting quietly. Jack let out a long sigh, patting his best friends on the back. "Let's get this done," The boys begin stacking piles of plates, taking the wobbling stacks in the direction of the dishwasher.

"Thanks for that Jack, I just didn't know what to do, ya know? It's just like…" Ollie said, his voice trailing off. Jack just simply patted him on the back once again, understanding exactly where he's coming from. The boys exchanged a slight smile before beginning to stack the plates into the dishwasher.

"I don't get what's up with everyone, especially Emily and Jenna, they're so out of character… do you guys think something happened when they were picking costumes?" Ollie rambled, exasperated.

"I dunno man, I guess they just had a… disagreement or something…" Jack guessed, confused.

"It's just strange, especially for Emily. She's usually so… full of light, ya know? Reliable and above all that childish sh*t." Ollie continued, trying to organise his thoughts.

"I get it, I get it. I think we just need to wait it out. Girls are as confusing as hell, and trying to understand them will only give us a wicked headache, so it's best to just wait it out." Jack advised, a slight smile on his face which only widened as he looked smugly in the direction of Pierce who stood, leaning against the wall, looking as Jaia bent over to search for DVD's, laughing carelessly.

"Perv!" Jack coughed comically, causing Pierce to scowl, putting up the finger. Ollie's thoughtful exterior broke into a smile, and he chuckled, amused.

"Someone's fallen hard," Jack teases, throwing a towel in Pierce's direction, hitting him square in the face. "Come on, earn your keep." Pierce sighs, stretching and plodding over to the sink, sighing heavily.

"What's even going on between you two?" Ollie asks, and Pierce just shrugs, trying to mask the satisfied smirk on his face. Even considering there to be an him and her made him feel a contained sense of pride. Jack scoffed at his friends face, rolling his eyes.

"Come on Romeo, spill." Pierce sighed, hesitating for a moment.

"When we were blocking choreography yesterday we… kinda had a… moment. We were dancing real close, our bodies up against each other,and then the song ended and we were about to kiss before SOMEBODY,(it was Jenna) came in and Jae went crawling back to her friend. So that's it. End of story. Piss off and goodnight." The boys looked at each other, speechless. They then turned back to face Pierce, saw his serious expression…

…and burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Pierce asked, confused. Jack and Ollie just continued to cackle, completely overtaken with emotions.

"You've got it bad dude," Ollie admitted through chuckles, slopping down beside Pierce. Jack joined them on Pierce's other side.

"Really man, it's just so funny." Pierce shook his head and rolled his eyes, standing up and pushing his chair in.

"I don't know why I even bother!" He exclaimed, heading for the living room to join everyone else as they settled down to watch a movie.

"Toy Story? Really?" Pierce scoffed moments later, scanning the box and throwing it onto the other sofa. The group was crowded around the large screen which was hung on the far wall in the living room, bundled in blankets and pillows.

"Lighten up P, no one's too old for Toy Story, it's a classic!" Penny said, crossing her legs under hers and Chesney's spotty blanket. Pierce rolled his eyes and leaned back in the sofa, trying to keep his composure.

"Fine" Pierce mumbles, giving up. Penny punched the air and put the DVD in, clapping her hands together enthusiastically. Chesney chuckled beside her, hiding her excitement.

"I love Disney," Emily breathes, clasping her hands together in anticipation. Jenna just moves slightly closer to Jaia, who wraps a supportive hand around her friend.

"You okay," she asks, voice low. Jenna nods, resting her head on Jaia's shoulder. Jaia strokes the smaller girls hair, trying to calm her down. Emily glances at her, feeling her heart wrench; she HATED doing this to Jenna, but she couldn't forgive, or forget, or find some common ground. Every time she looked at Jenna, she felt like she wasn't good enough, and never stood a chance with Jack which broke her heart. But was love really worth the risk? Emily just didn't know anymore.

"Shh, it's starting!" Cindy squeaked, ordering everyone else to shut up. West and Ace exchange a look of displeasure. Secretly, West was quite excited about watching Toy Story; it was his favourite movie, his guilty pleasure. Of course, he'd never say that out loud. So he just mirrored Ace's bored expression to the best of his ability, a small smile on his lips as the title sequence begins.

Once the third film came to a close, only a few of the group were still engaged. Whereas Ace and Jenna had turned in a while ago, the others were still tucked into their blankets, watching intently as the credits zoomed by. Pierce stretched out his arms wide and yawned. His eyes then fell on Jaia's small body curled into a ball under her magenta blanket.

"She's so cute when she's asleep," Pierce mumbled quietly, a warm smile on his face. Once he saw the boys amused faces, the smile faded and was replaced with a neutral expression "I mean... she's asleep, oh. Should I take her upstairs?" Ollie and Jack nodded, stifeling their giggles. His middle finger shot up and he grunted as he lifted her body up and began taking her upstairs. Everyone else followed him upstairs and, eventually, the only people left were Emily and Jack.

"Right, I'm going up. Night Jack"

"Wait... Emily, wait. I need to talk to you." Emily turned round, eyebrows raised.

"Yeah?"

"Uh... what's going on with you and Jen?" Emily's face fell, and her eyes stared at her hands, embarrassed.

"Umm... we've had a bit of a...disagreement." Jack sighs, willing her to go on. "I just don't wanna talk about it."

"Emily... Please," Emily looked deep into his grey eyes, examining the green flecks that dance around like ballerinas. The desperation, the pleading tone, everything just makes Emily want to tell him everything, bare her soul to him.

"Okay, well... I like this guy, but Jenna likes him too and I'm really... intimidated by her and feel like I don't have any shot with him."

"Oh right. Well, do you think you're overreacting?" Emily shakes her head, not wanting to admit he's right.

"I think I probably am, but I just feel like I... can't forgive her, like I can't do anything." Jack hauls himself off the floor and begins to make his way upstairs.

"It's your choice but... I don't think you're making the right one." Emily groans, collapsing on the couch.

"What choice do I have?"