Chapter 13 :) Expect some serious drama...

WHAT WE LONG FOR

"Apparently this place does really good steaks." Kofi commented, as his eyes scanned over the menu of The Water Vine restaurant in Beverly Hills. "Jack told me all about it; he used to come here all the time with Maryse."

This place was definitely upmarket – probably too upmarket for Kofi's budget - but it was definitely the kind of place Alicia liked going to. She was into all this fancy-schmancy stuff; stuff Kofi was still getting to know. He thought he was doing a pretty good job adapting, however.

"Steak? Maryse would have my head on a plate if I had a steak." Alicia giggled. "I'm ready to order." She lifted a hand and clicked a finger. "Waitress!"

The waitress, who was currently taking the orders of another table, left her previous table with a smile, and moved over to Kofi and Alicia. It was only when the waitress – dressed in a smart black shirt and black trousers – smiled down at the couple that Kofi realised the waitress was Kelly. Kelly didn't appear too happy to see Kofi and Alicia; however an easy smile slipped onto her face.

She was used to putting on a facade.

"Hi guys, what can I get you?" Kelly asked, pulling a notepad out of her pocket. Kofi couldn't help but notice the dirty look Alicia was shooting Kelly. The two girls used to be friends, before Kelly's pregnancy shunned her from the cheerleading squad, however this was beyond Kofi's knowledge.

"I'll have a Diet Coke and the garden salad." Alicia thrust her menu into Kelly's hands. "Tell the chef to go easy on the Ranch dressing. It's fat content is sky high."

"Sure." Kelly turned to Kofi. "Let me guess, full-fat coke and a steak." She smiled, remembering Kofi's favourite meal.

"You know it," He grinned, handing Kelly the menu as she trotted off to the kitchens. She knew him so well.

"She's a good guesser." Alicia muttered, before looking down at her Blackberry and continuing to talk to Maryse via text message. The blonde had a surprise in store for Jack Swagger, and Alicia wanted all the details.

Kofi, on the other hand, just wanted a conversation with his girlfriend.

Looking out from the doorway of the kitchen, Kelly's eyes connected with Kofi, as he looked absolutely bored stiff. She was still unsure as to why Kofi was even with Alicia; Kofi was so honest, so down to earth and relaxed, whereas Alicia was a total image-obsessed airhead. Kofi liked simple stuff, like playing video games and playing sports. Alicia, on the other hand, would rather be shopping on Rodeo Drive. They were total opposites.

Alicia couldn't give him what he wanted; Kelly could.

"I don't get it," Kelly's fellow waitress, Tiffany, appeared next to her, with a confused expression on her face. "Normally I hate the basketball team, but Kofi seems pretty nice; what is he doing with her?"

Kelly shook her head. "Tiff, I have no idea."

If there was one thing Maryse knew Jack couldn't resist, it was a scantily-clad female.

Adjusting her black bustier so it fitted perfectly, she settled herself down on Jack's bed. Luckily she'd 'forgotten' to give him back the spare key to his house that she'd always kept on her. His parents were gone all night, and Maryse knew he would be back from swim practise any minute.

Until then, it was just a waiting game.

Maryse was good at putting on a brave face, and pretending that she was over Jack. She already had a date with an eligible college freshman bachelor, but she'd have dropped him in a second, because inside, the break-up was killing her. They were perfect for each other, and everyone knew that. She still loved Jack. She wasn't ready to move on, and she was certain that deep down, neither was he.

The sound of the key in Jack's front door insinuated that he was finally home. Quickly, Maryse jumped up to check her reflection in the mirror; as usual, her hair and make-up was impeccable, and she looked knockout thanks to a last minute trip to Victoria's Secret. She lounged back down onto the bed, waiting for the bedroom door to open.

As he came into his room and noticed Maryse, a look somewhere between pleasure, surprise and horror spread across Jack's face.

"Maryse, what're you doing here?" He rolled his eyes, before unpacking his swim kit. Maryse frowned; he normally called her by her nickname 'Ryse'.

"I'm here to see you," She purred seductively, raising herself off the bed.

"Well I kind of gathered you weren't here to see my dad."

Maryse chuckled, and walked towards Jack, and moulded her frame against his, her arms wrapping around his neck. "Let's just forget everything that's happened over the past couple of days. Let's go back to being Jack and Ryse. We're good together-"

"We were good together." Jack corrected, brushing Maryse off. "We were good in freshman and sophomore years, but we're juniors now, and it's time for new beginnings. I'm over you, Maryse. We're over. It's time to move on from us."

The French-Canadian was stunned. Her jaw dropped slightly, as she watched Jack go about his tidying up without a care in the world.

Maryse snarled, "Did I ever mean anything to you?"

Jack didn't answer, as the sound of the doorbell ringing through the house cut him off. He picked up Maryse's black trench coat which she'd arrived in, and handed it to his ex-girlfriend. "I think you should go, Maryse."

Reluctantly, Maryse put on her coat, and made her way downstairs, closely followed by Jack. As Jack opened the door, Maryse was in for an even bigger surprise.

"Eve?" The head cheerleader exclaimed, as she saw one of her friends stood in the doorway. That was the last thing she expected.

"Maryse?" Eve looked just as stunned, shuffling nervously on the doormat. "What're you-"

"She was just leaving." Jack explained, before turning to his ex. "Maryse, Eve and I are studying. Remember? We're history partners?"

Maryse smirked; the Latina cheerleading upstart looked way too cute for a study date. "Have fun, children." Maryse muttered, before leaving in a blaze of silent fury.

She was not going to let this one go in a hurry.

Eve couldn't focus on the history textbook in front of her. As thrilling as the American depression was, she just couldn't get in the right mindset. Besides, the present day was much more dramatic than anything that happened in the nineteen thirties.

It may not have been any of Eve's business, but she thought Maryse and Jack had broken up. Why was Maryse round at Jack's house? Were they getting back together? Eve hoped Maryse didn't think there was anything going on between her and Jack. Things were so dramatic in this town, and Eve could barely keep up.

"Here you go," Jack came out from the kitchen and handed Eve a can of Diet Coke, before sitting down on the chair next to her.

"Thanks." Eve tentatively sipped it. She had lost any appetite or thirst she'd previously had. Jack bit down on his top lip, before leaning over and closing Eve's textbook. The brunette arched an eyebrow. "What's going on?"

"I just wanted to let you know that Maryse and I aren't getting back together." Jack announced, "She came round here and told me she thought we should give things another go, but I said no."

Unsure of how to respond, Eve simply nodded. "Okay,"

"I said no because there's this other girl I'm totally falling for." He admitted, getting to his feet and wandering around the dining room, as if he was gathering his thoughts. "She's beautiful, and she's smart, and she's funny, and I've never met anyone like her."

Another nod from Eve. Her stomach tightened into knots, as she had a feeling she knew where this was going. Eve got to her feet and began gathering her textbooks. "Jack, I should probably go-"

Jack had latched onto her wrist, and his available hand's fingers were looped through Eve's in a surprisingly intimate way.

This was wrong. It was so wrong...

"Jack, no-" She didn't get any further, as he backed her against the wall, using his hands to trap her in. Their eyes met, and without any hesitation or reluctance from Eve or Jack, the pair both reached out for each other in tandem, as their lips connected into a feverish kiss.

It wasn't about the kiss after a while; Jack's hands tangled in Eve's curly hair, and Eve's fingers moved from Jack's toned biceps, to his back, where her fingernails dug into the muscles. There was something so forbidden, so filthy about it all, but Eve couldn't stop herself...

"Jack!" She finally pulled away, and began once again gathering her belongings. "I can't do it."

"Eve,"

"No, Jack!" Before either of them could say anything else, she practically sprinted out of the house, and down the street. It was only when she felt her breath rapidly disappearing that she stopped, and knelt down on the curb, her eyes closing and her head swimming with thoughts.

She'd done something bad, and she wasn't going to forget it in a hurry.

I told you to expect drama!
Eve and Jack? But what about Ted and Eve, I hear you ask!
I guess you'll have to read my next update to find out... ;)
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