So sorry this took so long, I made myself write another chapter to my other story before I could update this one, and that took a spectacularly long time.

Addison's train of thought was broken by her phone ringing, belting out the song she'd jumped so fast to shut off in the car. She forgot it was still her ringtone.

"Hello?" She answered, looking out the window, watching Finn walk into his house.

"Addie!" She pulled the phone away from her ear, trying to quiet the squealing on the other end.

"Becca? What's up?" Addison asked, waving through the window at Finns retreating figure.

"What's up with you? We haven't heard anything from you since last Thursday! We thought maybe those New Directions dweebs had eaten you, or something." Addison laughed, long and hard, into the phone and she didn't stop until Becca was laughing with her.

"Oh Becca, you should see the group of losers in that choir." Addison sneered when they had both calmed down.

"Are they really that bad?" Becca asked, her eagerness apparent, even over the phone. Addison began to answer, but then she thought of the fun they'd had in class, and how quick they were to welcome her. Suddenly, talking to Becca felt wrong, even though she'd done it every day since they'd met. It felt like a betrayal, even though she wasn't really a solid part of either group.

She felt sick to her stomach.

"Becca, I've actually got to go. Homework, you know. Sorry!" She sped through her excuse, hoping it wasn't half as lame as it actually sounded, before slamming her phone shut and ending the call.

Addison stared at the black piece of plastic, annoyed at her friend for gossiping, but more annoyed at herself for going along with it. Maybe it was because she'd never met anyone so genuinely nice before, but she couldn't bear to spread their secrets just yet.

"Addison, are you home dear?" Addison rolled her eyes and prepared herself to face someone that even scared Miss Corcoran. Her mother.

"Yes mother, I'm here. I'm sorry I'm late." She apologized as she walked into their perfect kitchen.

"You should have called, we were worried sick. Your father almost drove over to the school to make sure everything was all right." Addison looked at the clock over her mothers shoulder as she was crushed in an overdramatic embrace. It was three thirty.

"Mother, everything is just fine. The nice new boy from next door gave me a ride home." Addison bit her tongue, she didn't quite know how her mother was going to react to the news that she accepted a ride home from a 'stranger'.

"Oh." Well, she looked stunned. "Did you have a problem? Why didn't Jesse take you home? Does your father need to call him? You know I've always supported that boy and his 'acting'." Here, Charlene put sarcastic air quotes around the word. "But if he's going to keep abandoning you around Lima, to 'get in character' for some lonesome part, we're going to have to sit down and talk to him." She turned away from her daughter and back towards the dinner that was already started on the stove. "If he leaves his girlfriend all around town, no wonder he's so lonesome." She snarled.

Addison didn't have the guts to tell them Jesse had dumped her, technically twice. They had been the it couple, the king and queen of Lima high. Her parents even liked him more then they liked her, once that was a good thing. Now, though, they couldn't stop bringing him up.

"Hey hon, why didn't you call." Addison had thoughtlessly wandered into the den, where her father was watching a game, Addison could never keep sports straight.

"The boy next door offered me a ride." She answered, praying she could leave soon. She wasn't feeling well, emotionally. Her stomach felt like lead, and there was a vile lump in her throat. "Jesse had a class to get to." She lied on the spot, not willing to go through another conversation like the one her mother put her through.

"Tell that boy to come around some time, we miss seeing him." Her dad said, thankfully less angry then her mother had been, but also just as clueless. Addison couldn't bear to be near them.

"Oh, I forgot. I promised a kid from school I'd help him study." She said, racing to the door, grabbing her bag from where she tossed it in the hall earlier. She didn't wait to hear their responses, before throwing the door open and racing to her car.

How could things have changed so quickly? It felt like someone had thrown a rock through the stained glass window that was her life, and no one wanted to pick up the pieces. She sped down Lima's main street, knowing instinctively where to go. She stopped outside a house not too far from her own, and parked her car.

Addison didn't know what she was planning on doing. This was Jesse's house, and she was no longer Jesse's girlfriend. It wasn't right for her to show up unannounced like she used to. They all knew too, probably, that they had broken up. She must have sat there for fifteen minutes before angrily fumbling with the gearstick.

"What am I even doing here." She asked aloud, to no one in particular. But soon after, there was a knock on her window, making Addison jump. She turned to the passenger side of the car to see Stephanie, the curly haired little sister of the St. James family.

"Addison?" Her eyes lit up as she pulled the door open. "Addie, we missed you!" She cried, in the way seven year olds do. "Come inside! Momma's making dinner!" Addison was about to decline, when Stephanie called into the house, "Momma, Addison came over." Addison sighed, she'd have to go in now. She turned her car off, and locked the door before taking the flagstone path through Mrs. St. James' meticulous garden the front yard to the door. It couldn't be too bad, right?

So, it was kind of worth the wait, right? Trust me, there's a pretty bit of drama coming up, so stay tuned.

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Belle