Well, I'm back again! I'm going to try and write my stories a lot faster now, so you all don't have to wait so long. I realized that this is a very good story that I'm now dedicated to and don't want to give up on.

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"I met this wonderful guy at the martial arts club," Paige confessed and Molly gave her a soft smile but her eyes held question. "You should have been there. He's so sweet and funny...he's such a good listener and he's got this amazing southern accent to boot. And man, oh man, is he gorgeous!"

Molly grinned back. "Well, what's his name? Maybe I know him."

Paige shrugged. "I don't know. So I came up with a new name for him." Molly waited eagerly for the name of the mystery boy. "Johnny X."

"That's really clever."

"Think about it." Paige implored as a group of monsters waved at them with bright smiles. "He's everything Johnny isn't; polite, good-looking, smart, kind, and accented. It's perfect, if I may say so myself." Although, it had been a couple hours since the club tryouts she couldn't help but think about the accented boy with the charming smile. She wondered who he was, how old he was, and most importantly, what he thought of her.

"Sure." Molly sniffled, ending the conversation. Paige glanced at her friend, who looked more somber then she had the day before. She seemed distant, or maybe she was pushing herself away from Paige for reasons she didn't know. Her eyes had looked watery and red before they began talking, but she had shrugged it off.

"Did you know Johnny has a girlfriend?"

Molly looked at Paige as the two made their way to the Scaring School. "Yeah, you didn't?"

Paige shrugged her shoulders. "Nope, I don't know who would want to deal with him." She paused. "So, who is she?"

"Jealous, Paige?"

"Don't make me vomit." Paige shuddered and Molly laughed halfheartedly.

"Well, if you really want to know it's the one of the PNK chicks, I think her name is Naomi Jackson, she's been out with every guy at this school. She's a bad egg, trust me, you don't want to mess with her. She's a demon in disguise, a cute pink disguise. " Molly suddenly looked bitter, but Paige was too busy clutching her bag in thought. "She's been dating Johnny since last year; they're the evil duo of Monsters University."

"I see." Paige clucked back in response and ignored Molly's inquiring eyes. A heat burned in her chest that she couldn't put her finger on, but it hurt and it annoyed her. Molly seemed to know that she wasn't exactly in a good mood but she said nothing to further upset her.

"By the way, I need to talk to you about something." Molly admitted and pulled Paige off the path to her class. Paige ducked as a football was thrown over her head and joined Molly on a large metal bench. "Do...do you like me?"

Paige stared at her in bewilderment before taking her hands and nodding furiously. "Yes! Yes, of course I do. You're my friend. Why would you think otherwise?" Molly looked away from her and Paige saw tears well in her pretty eyes. "Molly, what's the matter?"

Her eyes quickly flashed back over to her and glared at her with an unmatched fury. She shoved off Paige's comforting hands and stood up from the chair with runny eyes and nose. She shook her head angrily before pointing an accusing finger at the girl, "Yo-You said all those awful things about me to Johnny. You think you're superior because of your bloodline." Paige gawked at her and shook her head quickly and tried to reach for her. "Don't touch me, yo-you monster! I thought you were my friend, I thought I could trust you. But you're like everyone else, you judge to quickly."

"What are you talking about?!"

Molly scoffed. "Don't play dumb with me! They told me, the PNK! They said that you called me dirt, scum. Dirty blood." The words sounded harsh on her tongue and even hearing those words sent shivers down Paige's spine. "Why? Why would you say that, you're no better than Johnny." Paige sneered while shaking her head in denial. "Your unbelievable. I see you with them, you say you hate them, but do you really?"

"Keep talking, Molly," Paige blurted out as took steps toward Molly until she was jabbing a finger into her chest, "how many friends do you actually have?! Do you even leave the dorm, unless its for class? Besides, what's it to you? It's my life. Why don't you stop worrying about it and get your own?"

Molly stared at Paige for a long moment, her face reddened, her eyes shining with the beginnings of tears that she's too stubborn to let fall. She turned away from Paige, who was still seeing red herself. She could see her shoulders begin to shake.

"Mol-"

"Forget it, Paige," she blurts out. She slings her own bag back over her shoulder. "I thought you were different, maybe my friend. My mistake."

"Whoa, Molly, you are my friend," Paige quickly assured, realizing her mistake. "I-"

"No offense, Paige, but sometimes it's not all about you."

Paige stared at her.

"I'm going back to the dorm," she whimpered, pushing past her. Paige watched, wordlessly, as Molly picked up a jog towards the dorm while shoving past any monster in her way. Including Mike. The little green monster's wave and greeting went unnoticed while Molly turned the corner and went out of her sight. He stared at her disappearing form, shrugged and then spotted Paige. She waved indifferently at the little monster and tried to push back her own tears in her eyes.

"Hey, Mike." She managed to greet, but her voice cracked.

He didn't notice, she realized with relief. "Hey, Paige, I was wondering if you could help with some studying. Randy's busy and Molly just stormed off. Would you mind?"

She looked between Mike and the building across the street where she was heading to. "Um, sure. As long as we can head over to my class while I'm helping you." Mike nodded his head and she walked off with the smaller monster towards the school. As she quizzed him on various techniques and phobia, she realized how incredibly smart he was. Every answer was correct and delivered without a moment of hesitation, but full of confidence. He was smart, but he lacked the scary factor. "Let's see, fear of darkness?"

"Too easy." He replied, "Myctophobia?"

"Yep." She answered back in astonishment. "By golly, you're smart. Every single one correct, I'm one impressed monster."

His cheeks lit up like fireworks. "Well, I study a lot and I always make time to check. There's no way I could lose to that Sulley guy now. You should see him in class, Paige, he's an idiot. He couldn't tell you the difference between Pocrescophobia and Pogonophobia!" She stared at him, waiting for an explanation. "Fear of gaining weight and fear of beards."

"Fear of beards? That's a thing?" She questioned and the little green monster nodded. "Well, I'm here. I'm sure will win the bet, and then Eggplant will be doing my laundry and my cooking. I hope he knows how to make monster munchies." Mike laughed at her joke and wished her a goodbye as she stepped up the stairs into the Scaring School. The doors swung wide open and revealed the PNK girls who were giggling before stopping to stare at her as if she was a mold festering on a wall.

"Oh, it's you." One of the girls snorted. Paige felt like the girls were judging her and they probably were as they circled around her, and poked at her choice of attire. "How's the little winged girl?"

Paige felt her bone horn's grow on her head as she snarled viciously at them. "What did you say to her!?"

They snickered in unison. "Oh, nothing. We just told her the truth: she's an embarrassment to scarers." Paige felt rage boil inside her and she let out a angry growl that only made them laugh all the more. "Ooh, so scary. You won't do anything to us, we have Johnny. Or at least Naomi does, wrapped around her little finger." Suddenly, their laughter and snickering ceased and even Paige heard what poured out of her mouth. For a moment, no one spoke as Paige processed what the PNK girl had just told her.

"What did you say?"

The rest of the group all glared at the one girl. "Shut your mouth, Britney."They all looked back at Paige who still had wide eyes and a shocked expression. "She said nothing, isn't that right?"

The one python girl, with green skin and pink hair, looked somberly at the ground as it had suddenly become interesting. "Ye-Yeah."

"What are you going to do to Johnny?" Paige asked, surprising herself with the amount of anger her voice held.

They laughed again and hooked their arms together. "What sees to be the problem, ladies?" The same sweet feminine voice from before questioned and Paige turned to face Johnny and his piece of arm candy. Johnny was still wearing his stupid grin and the monster girl, Naomi, wore an innocent expression but her eyes glared hatefully into Paige's. "Paige, why are you bothering my girls?"

"I'm not." She tensely replied, but somewhat glad someone called her by her actual name.

"Don't listen to her, Naomi," they shouted back. "She's threatening us and telling us she's going to take you from Naomi because she's jealous."

Paige felt her cheeks turn as red as Heat Fist's fur and her breath hitched in her throat as she began to stutter. "Wh-What?! Don't be ridiculous, I would rather lick the floor then go out with it."

Naomi flashed a false smile. "Well, sorry, sister. He's taken." Johnny pulled the female closer to his hips and she giggled counter to his possessive hold. It was surprising to the short girl: Johnny, the snob of MU, was being played like a harp by a silly little succubi girl. The way he looked at her, adoring, loving, and the way he hung onto her every word was sweetly sickening. "Baby, I have to go, but are we still on for dinner tonight?"

Johnny brushed a furry hand gently against her purple skin. "Of course, babe." Paige mimicked a vomiting motion before averting her eyes from their romantic exchange and walking into the building. As she made her way inside the room, she quickly moved to the very back of the classroom to be alone with her thoughts. She was confused; she would be happy when Naomi crushed Johnny's heart like a bug underfoot, but she also knew she would be conflicted with her guilt if he was crushed. Even if he did deserve it.

"You've been awfully quiet, Bones."

"..."

"Is it because you're jealous?"

"No." Was the harsh yet hushed reply to the snark comment.

"Whatever you say, but I know you are." He quipped back and Paige rolled her eyes. She was trying desperately to focus on her work, a test assigned three days into school, but Johnny refused to leave her alone. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, Johnny, I'm sure." She snapped back and he smirked in response to her annoyed reaction. Paige returned to her work as she jotted down various answers to questions she barely had time to study for. Professor Knight roamed up and down the rows of seats to check for cheaters and note passing, and was ready ,at a moments notice, to snatch up papers and eat them. It had already happened to Chet when he called back to Johnny to wish him good luck, and Paige laughed loudly when her teacher commented on the taste, sushi. "You know Naomi is going to crush you right?" Paige mentally smacked herself for revealing the little secret between her and the PNK girls.

Johnny cocked an eyebrow at her. "What?"

Well, I already gave it away. "Naomi is going to crush you're heart sometime soon. I know it." Paige informed him in a quiet tone. "Do you understand?"

He nodded solemnly. "Yeah...you're really jealous." Paige groaned and smacked her forehead on the table; he really did have a one track mind.

"Is everything alright up there, Miss. Jordan?" Professor Knight called up to the sophomore and her irritating partner.

"Yes sir." She called back down to him. "What I'm trying to say is...Naomi is playing you like a harp; they're messing with you. I don't know why, but their-"

"Miss. Jordan? Is there something wrong?" Professor Knight called once more, irritation even more clear in his tone. "As glad as I am to see you getting along with your partner, I would like you to focus on your tests."

"Yes sir." She replied and gave a warning glare to Johnny before finishing the test in front of her. With a relieved sigh, she slapped her pencil down, flipped over her sheet and nestled her arms behind her long hair. Johnny wasn't even closed to finish, stuck on an answer or two, but he snarled viciously when she had finished before him. "Jealous, Eggplant?"

"Shut up." He snapped back and a small smirk formed on her face. Paige retrieved her paper from the small desk and made her way to the end of the row and to the stairs. She prepared to turn in her paper when she felt her her balance shift and her legs slip from underneath her. She let out a none to quiet cry as she felt herself fall forward. Suddenly, strong arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her up and steadying her on the stairs. When she opened her eyes, she was surprised to stare back into those of Johnny X. He was grinning a bright smile and she could feel her cheeks redden.

"Hey."

"Hey there, Miss." He greeted back, his cool minty breath fanning her face. "Don't believe I ever caught yer name."

"It's Paige, Paige Jordan." She coughed and Professor Knight cleared his throat, bringing her back to reality. Everyone was looking at them strangely, even Chet, all looking surprised and a few of the women looked envious. Johnny X set her back on the stairs carefully and she adjusted her ruffled clothes as he helped her steady herself after the trip. "And you?"

His mouth was inches away from her ears. "Logan, Logan Moore. Pleasure to make yer acquaintance, Paige." Paige's heart fluttered away in her chest as her cheeks grew warm once again and she made her way down the stairs, carefully this time. Even though she wouldn't have minded being caught by Logan once more. She walked over to Professor Knight who snatched her paper from her hands and regarded it with careful eyes and occasionally looked up to her to see what she was doing.

"Congratulations, Miss. Jordan," Professor Knight grunted as he placed it on his desk along with the other papers. "You may return to your seat. And this time, try being a little more careful with those stairs." The classroom snickered as she made her way back to her seat besides Johnny who looked more irritable than usual. He glanced at her quickly before returning to his work and zipping through the test as if it was child's play and walking down the stairs himself to hand in his paper. On his way back up, he stopped to glare at Logan who looked up at the senior with sinless and kind eyes. He whispered something to the other monster before climbing up the stairs and plopping himself down next to her again.

"Didn't know you and Logan were a thing."

She looked over at the monster who seemed to be looking anywhere else in the room but her. "You never asked." Was the snappy remark. "And for your information, we're not a 'thing.' I just met the guy for crying out loud."

"Didn't look that way to me."

"As if you're one to talk. Naomi was practically snogging you're face off!"

"Snogging? What the hell is that?" He snapped back in a softer tone when Professor Knight began to glare in their direction. "At least, she's pretty. And she smells nice."

"Well you're a mean person. And I don't like you."

"Likewise." Johnny cracked. "At least we can agree on something."

"Like the fact that you're an bully?" Her voice rising and soon people two rows in front were looking back at them with irritation clear in their eyes. Logan looked back at them as well and Paige didn't snap back at the senior, nervousness forming in her gut. "I wish I knew why you were out to get me. I mean, what did I ever do to you?"

He was quiet for a moment. "You're different, Bones."

Before she could ask him what in the world he was talking about, Professor Knight announced that class was dismissed and Johnny took off quickly to join his fraternity. She was left, sitting down, speechless at the comment that the president had made. She interested him? Didn't anything with boobs and a butt? She shrugged it off, hoping he wasn't losing his sanity, and was shocked to see Logan making his way to her. He was still grinning, did he ever stop, and he walked into her row. "May I?" He gestured to her belongings and she nodded, not trusting herself to speak. Logan lifted the bag over his shoulder and moved aside just so she could pass by. Her heart was beating a million miles a minute in her chest and she wasn't sure how he couldn't hear it, being so close to her. "So you and Johnny?"

"NO WAY!" She screeched. "I-I mean, no. Just no. Besides, he's dating one of those pink girls or whatever." He chuckled as they exited the classroom and waved goodbye to Professor Knight. The hallways were silent and , for once, so it was enjoyable for Paige just to walk in tranquility with a gorgeous monster who was charming as a cherry on top. "Wh-What about you?"

"None of the girls here are that, well," he began, "I'm still waiting for the right one, ya know?"

She nodded, even though she didn't understand at all. "So you're waiting to fall in love?"

"I guess you could say that." He confessed and opened the larger doors for her. She followed him down the stairs and through the crowd of monsters who had camped out in front of the class for the test results to be posted. "You're his partner for the project, aren't ya?"

Her shoulders visibly slumped and she let out a irritated sight that answered his question. "He's trouble, that eggplant, he's just so confusing! One minute he can't stand me, the next he's saying I'm interesting, and then he's smooching some spoiled sorority girl! I don't get him, scratch that, I don't get any men."

Logan patted her back sympathetically. "S'alright. He's a guy, we all got our flaws. Johnny's a good egg underneath all that pride and snobbish attitude of his." The two monsters stopped to see Johnny and his fraternity smacking books and papers out of unsuspecting student's grasps and then running off, laughing like maniacs. "...Maybe..."

"I wouldn't put money on that."

"Yeah..." Logan agreed. "I was wondering, Paige." She looked up at him expectantly. "I'm on the football team, so I can get one free ticket to the first game of the season. And I was thinkin' that maybe you would want to come with me. You don't have to go, I won't force ya or nothin'. It's up to you."

Paige could have squealed like Archie if Logan wasn't looking at her and run around like ROR when she heard his question. She wanted nothing more than to sit next to him and just hear him go on and on about his day, as long as he exaggerated his accent. A lot. She brushed a green tendril out of her line of sight and nodded happily. "Su-sure! I would love to go with you. I need an excuse to leave my dorm anyways."

His smile brightened, if it was possible. "Great!" Logan carefully handed her the bag he had carried for her and swayed nervously on his heels. "So it's a date?"

"Y-Yeah!"

"Well, not a date, just like a hanging out or get together." Logan quickly corrected himself and Paige smiled again. "So see you soon?"

"Count on it!"

As soon as Logan walked away and was out of sight, Paige jumped up and down, glee on plain on her features. She squealed and laughed and didn't care that every monster near her looked at her strangely. She had a date (she refused to call it a get together) with the most gorgeous monster she had ever met or talked to. He was perfect; polite, kind, and the complete opposite of Johnny.

"Hey, Johnny, look at Bones," Chet whispered to his taller friend. "Bones looks so happy, wonder why."

Johnny scowled but shrugged his shoulders. "Who knows? Better yet, who cares?" Johnny shoved past the crab and past his smirking bug eyed friend who looked from him to Paige as if he knew something he didn't.

At her late, late lunch time, Paige sat alone underneath one of the many shady trees on campus and enjoyed her bag of super cheesy monster munchies. A large grin present and accounted for on her maroon face as she stared blankly at the brick wall and stuffing her mouth with her favorite snacks.

"Um, Miss. Jordan, you alive?" A heavily accented voice asked, a voice she knew belonged to Javier. The bug monster stared down at her with his pink tinted eyes and a smile formed when a munchie fell from her mouth. She stood up briskly and whipped the cheese from her lips and chin, before crossing her arms over her bag of munchies. "You look dead."

"Gee, thanks." Paige remarked and began to walk with the bug. "So, what's the occasion? You usually don't pick on me unless eggplant's around."

Javier laughed at the nickname for his president. "Johnny is with Naomi and trying to avoid Chet. I, however, am just enjoying some time with the chiquitas." Paige scrunched her nose in mild disgust, she never pictured Javier as the womanizer type, but he really did have a lot going for him. "I'm thinking about asking out Clara."

Paige's eyes widened. "Clara? As in McGarden? Heat Fist's little sister? The marital arts queen?"

"Yes, yes, yes and another, yes." Javier answered, "I don't think it's ever going to happen because of her brother. He thinks we're all evil and all going to become criminals when we realize our looks aren't what people are looking for, that's a direct quote from him."

"Harsh," Paige sympathized, "but he's just looking out for his little sister, he just loves her."

"Well, so do I." Javier admitted and Paige rolled her eyes. "But enough about mi. What were you doing with my hombre, Logan?"

Paige blushed but tried to hide it from the older monster. "Nothing, nothing at all."

"Liar." Javier teased. "I bet-"

"Back off, buggy, I need to talk to Paige." Molly interrupted and the two monsters turned to look at a very tired winged sophomore. Molly looked like she had been struck by lightning, matted hair, wrinkled clothes, bloodshot eyes and hunched over. Paige gulped when Molly's tired eyes locked with Javier's pink ones. "Didn't you hear me, nacho, go!"

"...Nacho? That's creative." Javier bit back and his once opened lifelike eyes, thinned into his usual apathetic slits. "Choose your next words very carefully, chiquitas." Paige placed a hand on Javier's shoulder, calling him off, and he backed away from the winged sophomore. He shrugged it off and glared once more at Molly before storming past said girl and grumbling under his breath. Although, Paige didn't want to anger her first college friend, she did want to scold her for being rude to Javier.

"Hey."

"Sup." Molly sniffed and wiped her nose on her long white sleeves. "Look, I want to say I'm sorry."

"S'okay."

"No it's not." Molly interjected and walked towards her friend while grasping her sleeves. "I shouldn't have believed those PNK girls. I should have trusted you, but I didn't. And I'm really sorry for that. Because, to be honest..."Warm tears began to stream down her fragile face and Paige stepped forward to wrap her friend in a comforting hug. Molly placed her head on the smaller girl's shoulder and let the tears glide down her face. "You're the greatest friend I've ever had, Paige."

Despite herself, Paige could feel tears brimming in her own eyes and let them fall down her maroon face. "You too, Molly." Paige brook away from the hug and lifted her the sophomores' chin. "Hey, it's okay. I forgive you. Stop beating yourself up over it." Molly nodded and the two girl's made their way down the sidewalk cutting through the campus with no direction in mind, laughing and smiling once again.

"Anything interesting happen today?" Molly inquired and a blush formed on Paige's face. "What? Tell me!" Paige was glad that Molly was back to her old self again, because she had missed her a great deal during the entire day and everything seemed to be fall apart when they had their argument.

"I-I have a da-date." Paige managed to stutter and Molly squealed in delight before wrapping Paige in a tight embrace. "It's with Johnny X, but his real name is Logan, Logan Moore."

"He sounds hot." Molly purred.

Paige gave her friend a look of mock anger. "No, no, he's taken."

"You're lucky," Molly giggled. "I wish I had a boyfriend with an accent." Paige wiggled her eye brows at her friend who shook her head quickly. "Eww, there is no way I would ever go out with a ROR boy. Especially not Javier; he gives me the creeps."

If you caught the little pairing I put in here, after this story, I might begin that one.

Thank you Jordan (If you choose that name, because of Paige, I love you) for your reviews.