Whey, chapter 20!

WHAT IS THIS FEELING?

There was a feeling of heavy swelling around Eve's eyes, and her brain felt like mush; she had only got a couple of hours of sleep, all thanks to her non-stop worrying. The thought that she'd blown everything with Jack was absolutely crushing. Plus, if anyone at school found out that she'd practically ran away from Jack Swagger, she'd be humiliated.

Maybe he didn't even care anymore.

After all, he hadn't even said goodbye. He just...drove off. Granted, she was the one that bolted out of the car at light speed, but maybe if he'd have at least shot her a 'What the hell are you doing?' look, she'd have been a little more reassured. All she knew was that she wasn't in the mood for school. Scrambling out of bed, she made her way downstairs.

"I don't feel well," She moaned at her mom, who was preparing breakfast whilst occasionally flitting over to the kitchen table to send an important email on her laptop.

Carol reached over to feel her daughter's brow. "You don't feel feverish." She took a moment to analyse her daughter's appearance. "But you do look pretty ill. This isn't about your date last night, is it?"

"Nuhuh," Eve shook her head weakly. "I just feel really awful. I only got like...two hours of sleep, and I can barely keep my eyes open."

"What classes have you got this morning?"

"Art, biology and gym." Eve responded, the side of her head rested against the table.

Carol sighed. "I guess I could swing back here at lunchtime and see if you're up for going into school then. In the meantime, go back upstairs and catch up on some Zs."

"You're the best, Mommy," Eve cooed sarcastically, before sloping back towards the staircase.

"School's the opposite way." Kofi commented as he came down the stairs, crossing paths with his step-sister.

Eve didn't even have to energy to respond to his smartass comments. Instead, she went back into her bedroom and buried herself under the covers, attempting to clear Jack from her mind.

"-and I said to Brie and Nikki, I don't care if it's their dad's birthday, there's no way they're eating anything but side salad at that birthday buffet." Maryse told Rosa, as the two sauntered into their math class ten minutes late. "We have the basketball game this weekend, and they're not going to fit into the new uniforms if they're pigging out on burritos-"

"Girls, why are you so late?" The math teacher, Miss Winters said timidly from the front of the room. She was new at Beverly Hills High, and was a fish out of water. She was a nice, Midwestern girl from Wisconsin, and somehow, she ended up teaching in one of the most exclusive areas of California; she couldn't help but feel intimidated. Even the pupils held a certain superior presence above her.

"My car broke down." Rosa lied, as she sat down on a desk behind Maryse. The blonde turned around to continue her conversation, "Now Nikki and Brie are kinda pissed off, but-"

"Girls, I'm trying to teach a lesson!" Miss Winters stood up, but she still sounded desperate. Maryse took a moment to analyse her teacher's choice of apparel; an a-line black skirt, and a white shirt, with a colourful sweat vest over it. She was only about twenty-five, yet she looked like a middle-aged Sunday school teacher. Maryse didn't even want to get started on her glasses-

"Calm down, Miss, we said we're sorry." Maryse rolled her eyes, and pulled her math textbook out of her handbag. She glanced over to the other side of the room, where a bored-looking Jack sat, his pencil rested in between two fingers, as he chewed on the edge of it. How was it possible that such an unattractive thing could turn her on so much?

"Excuse me, Miss Winters?" There was a tap on the door, as fellow math teacher Mr Johnston stuck his head around the classroom door. "I've got to pop out, and I need you to cover my class." Yes, the veteran teacher was definitely taking advantage of the new, naive woman.

"But Mr Johnston, I've got a class-"

"They're juniors; they can get on with some work for a couple of minutes." Mr Johnston and Miss Winters both looked at the class reluctantly, however before Miss Winters could argue back, he was already gone.

"I..." Her voice trailed away, as she looked hopelessly around. "If someone could hand out the sheets on my desk, I'll be back in a couple of minutes." She shot a suspicious look in Maryse's direction, before exiting the classroom.

"So anyway," Maryse turned around to speak to Rosa. "I heard-"

"Hey," Both girls looked up and saw Jack was stood in-between their desks. Maryse found herself entranced by him; all he had to say was 'hey' and he could've had her there and then in the middle of the classroom. Of course, that would be totally inappropriate.

"Have either of you seen Eve today?"

Both shook their heads. "Maybe she's ill." Maryse shrugged; she honestly couldn't give a crap about Eve Torres anymore; the only reason she was still on the team was because she was a good cheerleader.

"Didn't you guys have a date last night?" Rosa queried; Maryse's ears pricked up.

"Yeah, we did."

"How was it?" Maryse asked curiously.

"It was...good." He knelt down, and rested his elbows against Maryse's desk, but there was something in his eyes that seemed to suggest that 'good' wasn't the right word. "The date was...good."

"Just good? What happened?"

"After the date...she got all..." He wrinkled up his face. "Weird. It was really strange. We kissed, but after that she kinda just-"

"Eve's a virgin." All eyes swivelled in Rosa's direction, as the Latina covered her mouth with her hand, realising what she'd just revealed. The stunned silence between the trio told her she'd made a big mistake, but it wasn't like she could take it back.

All of a sudden, Maryse burst into laughter. Her eyes widened, and she began cackling. Rosa had never heard Maryse laugh in such a way, and the look on Jack's face told the whole story; fear, confusion, bewilderment...it was all there.

"Oh...my...God, she's a virgin!" Maryse spluttered, banging one of her fists against the table. "That's hysterical!" Rosa raised an eyebrow at Jack, and he returned with one of his own.

It wasn't that funny.

"I missed you today in biology," Ted chuckled down the phone line. "I was forced to partner up with Rosa, because Alicia was away, so I was busy mixing acids by myself."

"I thought you said you were with Rosa." Eve said, as her duvet covers made a tent around her.

"I was, but would you honestly trust Rosa with a bottle of sulphuric acid?"

"Good point." She smiled. She'd spent the day in bed, trying to recover from her own misery, and there was no better recovery than a long chat with Ted. He knew exactly how to cheer her up; lots of sarcastic comments about other people, and anecdotes about some stupid comments Cody had made. "So I didn't miss much, then?"

"Only me," He was so cheeky, Eve couldn't help but find him cute.

"Aww, Ted, you know I miss you when you're not around." She cooed. She knew if Cody heard them talking like this, neither of them would live it down. "So what're you up to for the rest of the day?"

"Well, Cody suggested we bring you stuff and come cheer you up."

Eve's heart melted a little. "For future reference, I read Vogue and I enjoy Butter Fingers and Cherry slush's."

"Duly noted."

"Excuse me," Eve's phone began ringing in her pocket, and she pulled it out. She had two messages; one from Jack saying 'We need to talk' and another from Rosa saying 'I'll explain tomorrow XXX'.

"You still there, Eve?"

She could vaguely hear Ted's voice through the phone, but she suddenly felt more ill than ever. "Can I call you back?"

I wonder what he wants to say to her... ;)
This was pretty much a filler chapter, but ah well. I think it'll suffice.
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