*Chase's POV*
I am a genius! Of course I already knew that, but it's nice to have a refresher. The flamingo is the perfect animal for us to do our project on! It's Ally's favourite colour, there's a karate move called The Flamingo Kick, and it stands on one leg! Wow, I sure sound excited about it standing on one leg, but who wouldn't?
"So, we're going to have to work extra hard next class since we lost half of this one," I said, logging off of my computer. The bell was going to ring in five minutes and Mrs. Arnold told us that we could log off and talk quietly.
"Or-" Ally started, but didn't finish.
"Or, what?" I asked her turning away from the screen and facing her.
"We could work on it at my house sometime over the weekend," she suggested shyly. "You know, unless you really do have family stuff." She was referring to my conversation with Faith this morning.
"No, I don't have any plans," I chuckled. "We could work at your place. Next time we can work at mine." I'm not sure if Davenport will be all that thrilled about someone new coming over to the house, but hey, a guy has to have some social life. Even if the girl I was hanging out with was currently a social outcast. Hey, you gotta start somewhere, right.
"How about you come over after school? Or tomorrow since it's the weekend and all," she suggested, looking eager.
"Today will probably work," I said, trying to remember if we had any training. We usually don't on Fridays, but Davenport has been working us pretty hard lately, so we can never be sure.
"And you totally have to stay for dinner. Our chef Rupert makes the best food ever," she said, smiling at me. But then she blushed. "I mean, only if you want to of course."
"Sounds great," I chuckled again. Wow never thought I would ever see Ally Anderson blush.
"Great," she smiled. She looked down and I couldn't help but notice how the strand of hair that wasn't in her ponytail kept falling from behind her ear and into her face. She blew on it, I'm guessing in hopes of blowing it away from her face, but it only made it worse. I bit my lip to keep from laughing. I guess her heard me because she turned and gave me a look.
"Sorry," I said quickly, turning back to face the blue computer screen.
"It's okay. At least I know what you're laughing at me about," she sighed. I feel really bad for Ally.
"Hey, it'll get better eventually," I said, putting a reassuring hand on her shoulder. She looked at me, and I mean right at me. Her blue green eyes were boring into mine, and I'll be honest, I kinda felt something.
*Bree's POV*
I sighed in relief as the bell for second period rang. I hate having Study Hall first period by myself. It gets pretty lonely. But now I have Chemistry… with Dylan… and Chase… and Rose. The boy that had kissed me this morning, my brother, and best friend… and Chase and Rose didn't even know about the kiss. This ought to be interesting. Hopefully we don't have to work in partners like Mr. Henderson has been making us do for the past five classes. The last thing I wanted was to get stuck with Dylan and have things be completely awkward. Or even worse, I get partnered with Rose. She's my best friend, she can tell when something's bothering me. Okay, worst case scenario, I get paired with Chase and Rose gets Dylan. Yeah, that would be the worst. I slammed my locker closed and walked up the stairs to the chemistry lab. I saw Dylan at his locker, and almost ran into a wall because I was so busy staring at him. But he didn't seem to notice because he just closed his locker and walked away.
"Thank god," I mumbled under my breath.
"Thank god what?" I nearly screamed as I jumped about a foot in the air.
"Chase you scared me!" I exclaim, putting my hand over my heart, hoping that it would make it slow down to a more normal pace
"I can see that," my brother replied with a grin. "What's up with you? Usually you're not all fidgety." Yeah, he got me there.
"It's nothing," I said. He gave me a look that told me that he didn't believe me. "Let's just get to class before we're late." He hates being late and if it gets me out of this conversation I'm willing to use it against him.
"We are not done with this," he stated as I turned and started walking down the hallway. He might not be done with it, but I sure as heck was.
*Rose's POV*
Not knowing what was going on was killing me! Bree practically ran into the chemistry lab. There was one table where nobody was sitting yet, so she sat there. There was a seat right next to me, and she didn't take it! There was another seat open in front of me, but Dylan was already sitting there. I hope Bree didn't find out about my threat to Dylan. Chase came in, saw Bree on the other side of the room, and walked over and sat by me.
"What's up with Bree?" we both asked each other at the same time. "I don't know." Again, at the same time.
"Okay, I think she's hiding something," Chase said, glancing over at his sister. She looked sad, which was extremely rare for Bree.
"She totally is, I just don't know what," I said, putting my head on the cold green tabletop.
"Hasn't she said anything to you about anything?" he asked. My head snapped up and I stared at the back of Dylan's head. Chase looked at him too, but I could tell that he was confused.
"Hey, Miller," I said as loudly as I could without anyone else hearing me. He stiffened and slowly turned around to face us.
"Yes?" he asked cautiously. I wanted to kick him so bad, but I know that Chase wouldn't let things get that far… unless maybe he said something that he really didn't like.
"Do you know what's going on with Bree?" I asked innocently. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Chase roll his eyes.
"Um- uh-" Dylan stuttered. He so did. I was about to ask him something else, but Chase grabbed my arm and pointed to the direction of Bree. I looked over and saw Ethan taking the seat beside her. She straightened her back and turned her head to the side, away from the guy that just about broke her heart less than a month ago.
"Why that little-" I started to say, but Chase cut me off.
"You're going to hurt him for this aren't you?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yep," I answered anyway. I heard heavy breathing, and at first I thought it was Chase, but he seemed confused too. I looked up at Dylan and saw him glaring at Ethan. If looks could kill, Ethan would already be in hell. Man, even I'm jealous of that look.
"Dude," Chase to Dylan, reaching across our table and poking him in the arm.
"What?" Dylan snapped, seeming to come out of a daze.
"Why are you giving Ethan Howard the death glare?" I asked, clearly amused. He was so jealous. He straightened his hunched up shoulders and tried to look casual and clueless.
"I just don't like the guy," he said casually.
"Uh huh, and I'm the Queen of England," I sneered. "You're jealous." Chase was looking back and forth between me and Dylan. At first he just looked confused, but then he looked angry.
"You mind telling me why you're jealous of Ethan Howard sitting next to my sister… and trying to talk to her," he asked, clearly becoming mad. Not just at Dylan, but at Ethan. I looked over and saw that Ethan actually was trying to talk to Bree, but she was pretending to not hear him. The silent treatment, been tearing up guys ego's for years. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to Dylan, who had gone back to deep breathing and clenching his fists. I leaned closer to Chase.
"You can almost see the steam coming out of his ears," I whispered. Despite the intense moment, Chase smiled.
"I'm gonna kill him." I almost didn't hear it, but Chase sure as hell did (super human hearing people!). We both looked up just in time to see Dylan abruptly stand up, causing his stool to fall to the floor. He stalked over to Bree and Ethan's table with his right fist still clenched. Oh boy, this wasn't going to be good. He grabbed Ethan's shoulder and turned him around to face him. Before anyone could say anything, Dylan punched Ethan in the face! Good thing Mr. Henderson wasn't here yet.