Michelle's POV

"What's going on?" Adam asked as he bolted down the stairs with a baseball bat in his hand. All he was wearing was a pair of green plaid pajama pants.

"Nothing. Go to bed." I answered, wiping my tears away.

"Why are you crying? Who was here? I heard yelling!"

"I'm fine. Please just go to bed."

"Was your little boyfriend here? Why are you here anyway? I thought you were spending the night with a friend."

"He isn't my boyfriend anymore."

"So he was here! I'll kill him! What did he do to you?"

That's Adam for you. The protective older (By 2 minutes) brother. Luke is one of the few guys he hasn't scared off. Don't get me wrong, Adam is a nice guy he just won't let anyway step on him or his family.

"Luke was having a bet with his sister to see how many girls he could get to like him and I was just a part of it. He didn't really care about me." I said solemnly, as if I was just realizing this was what happened.

"So he dumped you? What the hell!?" He exclaimed loudly.

"Shhh! You'll wake the kids!" I scolded, referring to our 4 little sisters.

"Wait, wait, wait. How were you guys just having this argument at 1:00 AM if you were at Emma's house?"

"Emma is sort of kind of...Luke's sister." I said sheepishly.

"Chelly!"

"Sorry!"

"Well don't feel too bad about Luke. He isn't worth your tears. You should get some sleep." He said comfortingly as he walked back to his room.

~Monday~

I reluctantly walked into my 3rd period history class. I have every class after 3rd period with Luke...and I sit by him in 3rd and 4th.

He was already at our table when I walked in.

"Michelle, I-" He started.

"Shut. Up."

He sighed and began writing me a note.

Michelle, I never meant to hurt you. The bet happened before I met you and I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to get mad. Please take me back.

I tore the note up in front of his face, causing him to gasp in surprise.

"Ms. Atkinson, what seems to be the problem?" Mr. King asked, glaring at me from under his thick rimmed glasses.

"Him!" I answered, jutting my thumb towards Luke. "Can I move seats?"

"Very well. Kayla, trade seats with Michelle."

A horrified look came over Luke's face and I knew exactly why. My new seat was next to the one and only Nathan Redmond.

Nathan was the most sought after boy in the entire eighth grade. Other than Luke anyway. With his tan skin, piercing green eyes and wavy brown hair, it was impossible not to like him! And he wasn't a player. So in other words he's perfect.

I moved to my seat and shot Luke a look. It didn't matter though, he was too busy glaring at Nathan and Kayla was doing the same to me. Kayla and Nathan had recently broken up and Kayla was not too happy about that. I guess she thinks Nathan and I will get together or something. I doubt it but only time will tell.

Luke's POV

Stupid Nathan Redmond. Why do all the girls like him? I'm a trillion times cuter than him! There should be no competition, I'm the best looking guy in this school, hands down.

I watched him flirting with Michelle for a solid 5 minutes. My face burned and my entire body was flooded with a jealous rage.

"STOP!" I yelled, standing up. I didn't even realize what I said until it was too late. The entire class was silent. Mr. King didn't even yell at me.

"Um, were you talking to me?" Nathan said finally.

"Uh, no. Sorry." I said sheepishly as I sat back down.

Everyone was still silent. Michelle was looking at me like I was retarded. God, how did I mess up so bad? Soon the bell rang and everyone shuffled out of the room, whispering about what a mess I was now. Everyone knew about our breakup. I don't know how but the story got so twisted around. But that's how rumors go, I guess.

"Alright, so I'll see you tonight, right?" Nathan called to Michelle.

"You know it!" She called back, beaming hugely.

They headed in opposite directions and I followed Michelle, rushing to catch up with her.

When she saw me she scoffed and sped up but I caught up with her eventually.

"So you're dating Nathan now?" I asked harshly, suddenly angry.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"I'm talking about you and Nathan Redmond sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g!"

"What are you, 10?"

"For your information I'm 14! Are you dating him or not?"

"Are you sure you're 14? You definitely don't act like it! And maybe I am dating Nate. But then again maybe I'm not. It really isn't any of your business."

"Nate? Is that some kind pet name?"

Wow. Even I think I sound immature.

"Are you serious?"

She stopped walking and stared me dead in the face. After a minute or so she shook her head and walked away. Too bad we have the next few classes together.

What was up with that? Is she dating Nathan or not? Ugh I hate this. I miss her but she won't give me a chance to explain myself. Was what I did really that bad? I think she's overreacting but then again, I could be underreacting...

The rest of the day went on as expected. With me trying to get Michelle to hear me out and her giving me the cold shoulder. School let out and I began walking home alone. She was with her usual group, Taylor, Grace and Elizabeth. They were far ahead of me. So far I could barely see them but I didn't care. I jogged towards them, desperate to talk to

Michelle. They were unaware of my presence.

"Michelle?" I asked, tapping her shoulder.

"She doesn't want to talk to you." Elizabeth said, glaring daggers at me.

Elizabeth is my ex girlfriend. Things didn't really work out between us and judging by the look she was giving me, she's still pissed off. I glared back at her. That's when I noticed her slight resemblance to Michelle, which makes her even hotter. Maybe if things don't work out between Michelle and I, I can get back with Elizabeth. God, why can't I stick with one girl?

"Yeah, well no one asked you!" I sneered.

"Well she's right. I don't want to talk to you. Now leave."

"Just give me a chance."

"Can't you just accept the fact that its over?" Taylor asked, shoving me out of her way.

I guess her friends hate me too. They sped up, leaving me behind.

"Wait up, I'm sorry!" I called, jogging after them.

"Luke, we're over! I'm with Nathan now!" Michelle shouted.

So it was true. Stupid Nathan Redmond stole my woman. Its not like this is the first time that has happened, so why was I surprised?

"Ugh, I knew it!" I snarled, spinning around on my heel and heading in the opposite direction.

Guess I'm taking the long way home today.

~At Home~

"Gee, thanks for ruining my relationship with Michelle!" I said to Emma, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"You couldn't get her back?" She asked, sounding sympathetic.

"Nope. She's with stupid Nathan Redmond now and it's all your fault." I sneered.

"Hey, I'm not the one that told her about the bet!"

"Yeah but if you never would've mentioned it she wouldn't have asked!"

"She deserved to know! You don't care about anyone but yourself!"

"That's not true! I really care about Michelle!" I practically screamed.

"You said that about your last girlfriend. And then you dumped her because she wanted to hold your hand in public."

"Oh yeah. Her name was Carla. Or maybe it was Carly? Whatever, the point is that I really, really do care about her!"

"Yeah, right." Emma said sarcastically, finally giving up. She sighed and walked upstairs.

I plopped down on the couch and turned on the TV. I looked for something, anything to take my mind off of Michelle. Her eyes, her hair, her (slight) accent. The things that set her apart from other girls. The things that made me fall for her in the first place.

Suddenly the elevator opened. I looked up to see Michelle wearing a green tank top with a white cardigan and skinny jeans. Next to her was Nathan freaking Redmond.

Did she seriously come to my apartment just to rub it in my face?

"I left my bag here on Friday." She said, glaring daggers at me.

"Oh." I muttered, trying to hide my jealousy.

"Well are you gonna get it for me or what?"

"Yeah, yeah." I said finally, walking to my room to grab her bag.

I came back and handed her the plush Adventure Time bag.

"So where are you two heading off to?" I asked, trying and failing to sound cheery.

Nathan opened his mouth to say something but Michelle stopped him.

"To the movies." She smirked.

"But I thought we were-" Nathan started.

"Going out to dinner? I know that's what we said but I'm kind of in the mood for a movie now!" She interrupted.

Michelle pulled him into the elevator, covering his mouth to stop him from talking.

That was...odd. Could she be trying to make me jealous? That seems like the kind of thing I would do, not her!