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THIS CHAPTER: SO NOW WE HAVE THE BET GOING, HE'S ASKED HER OUT AND BEEN TURNED DOWN SO WHAT'S NEXT? HOW WILL NORA HANDLE BEING THE FOCUS OF PATCH'S ATTENTION? SCOTT JOINS THIS CHAPTER (OOC THOUGH) AND THERE WILL BE COUPLE MORE NAMES YOU RECOGNIZE. WE CAN'T FORGET ABOUT MARCIE EITHER, SHE DOESN'T GIVE UP THAT EASY...

**I realize that Patch is really coming off... not so good right now, BUT if anyone can put him in his place it would be Nora, right? ;-) Of course, there's no telling what kind of influence he might have on her...not all trouble is bad either... ;-)

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CHAPTER 2

"WHAT I WANT"

NORA'S POV:

"Oh my God, Vee, you'll never guess what happened tonight at Enzo's with my dad!" I gasped when I remembered what I was going to tell my best friend.

"What happened?" Vee asked always ready for more gossip or drama to fill her life. Vee loved her gossip and boy talk, whatever she could get her hands on was great to her. It didn't matter who it pertained to, even if it was about one of her best friends.

"You'll never guess who showed up at Enzo's while I was having dinner with my dad," I probed her. I loved making her work for her gossip, especially when it was about me essentially.

"Who? Don't leave me hanging here Babe." Vee pleaded with me.

"Patch Cipriano." I told her knowing it would leave her confused.

"And why is that breaking high school news?" Vee asked me with an irritated lilt to her voice. She was clearly expecting something a whole lot more juicy.

"It's breaking news because he asked me out," I told her and I could practically see Vee's jaw drop. She gasped and I patted myself on the back. I had finally managed to shock Vee Sky, it was a good feeling.

"What did you just say?" Vee asked me in disbelief.

"Patch asked me out," I repeated, the sentence leaving a nasty taste in my mouth.

"Oh my God. What did you say?" she asked me.

"I said no of course," I was shocked that she would even have to ask.

"Oh yeah, I guess you would say no," Vee said deadpan.

"And you're saying you wouldn't?" I asked her.

"One date wouldn't kill anyone. Besides, I'm sure he would do it really well. He'd probably pull out all the stops since he's always planning on getting into his dates pants," Vee reminded me.

"A good date isn't worth how worthless I would feel if I actually went out with him. He's not my type and he never will be. I can't stand the arrogant asshole," I said.

"Well you gotta know that he's not going to give up that fast. If he asked you out, there's got to be a reason for it. If he wants you, he's not going to give up until he's got you, he's Patch Cipriano," Vee warned me.

"Then I'm just going to have to get really good at saying no to assholes like him," I said and Vee giggled.

"I wish you luck. Besides, it'll be fine. How far do you really think he'll go to get you to date him?" Vee asked.

"I don't know. It's never taken him much effort to get a girl to go out with him before. Hopefully he'll give up quick," I said.

"Yeah. But I better go. I have a ton of math homework and Mr. Hill is going to kill me if I don't do it again," Vee said and I could picture her rolling her eyes.

"Yeah. I can smell popcorn downstairs which means there is a movie night going on. I'm going to go join in on that," I said. Vee and I said goodbye before we both hung up. I stood up and pushed my computer chair back in place. I was practically obsessive compulsive about keeping my room clean. A messy bedroom was one of those things that drove me mad. I absolutely hated going into my brother Travis's room because it was so messy. When I left my room, I shut the door behind me and walked downstairs.

~P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N~

PATCH'S POV:

"Well admittedly that didn't go as well as I'd hoped," I muttered as I sat on the couch in Rixon's living room playing the new game system on his 92" plasma TV.

"She turned you down?" Rixon asked.

"Yeah, but don't worry. She will go on a date with me. I have no doubt about that. I will be the one to pop her cherry. By the way, my miniature failure tonight does not leave this room," I warned my best friend.

"Don't worry. I don't relish the idea of listening to Dante brag over you failing. This will not leave the room. Besides, I have no doubt that you'll get the girl in the end. I just hope that it doesn't screw up my chances with Vee Sky," Rixon said clapping me on the back.

"I will do my best to make sure that I don't burn that bridge for you," I promised him.

"You'd better. I'm not letting your stupid desire to take her V-card ruin my chances with the beautiful blonde goddess," Rixon spoke firmly and I laughed.

"Careful, your lovestruck idiot is coming out again," I chuckled.

"Shut up. At least I have someone I want for more than a night," Rixon scoffed.

"But that doesn't stop you from sleeping around like the rest of us. You're just nicer about it," I told him.

"True. Until Vee notices me, I'm not going to be celibate. Nothing is worth that shit," Rixon said shaking his head.

"Boys, watch your language," Rixon's mom Olivia called from the kitchen.

"Yes, ma'am," I gave her a salute and she smiled.

"Rixon, you too. Be more like Patch please and thank-you," she said.

"Yeah Rixon, be more like me. God, I wish I could live here. Your parents are far better than mine," I sighed knowing at some point I would have to go home.

"Your dad's pretty cool. He just doesn't involve himself too much in your life. Your mom is a piece of work though," Rixon said.

"Yeah, well anyway, I should probably get home. I do have homework to complete," I said getting up and pulling on my leather jacket.

"Oh yeah, bad-ass extraordinaire Patch Cipriano goes home to do homework. You're quite the odd one Cipriano," Rixon teased me.

"Not my fault I was bred with ambitions. I'm sure as hell not staying here for the rest of my life. I'm going to become a hotshot lawyer who has no issues with getting laid every night of the week," I said as I pulled my keys out of my pocket.

"Good luck with that," Rixon called out after me as I started walking away.

A little while later I was walking in the front door, the house quiet since my mom was on one of her Italian art gathering trips. What she called art buying, I called Italian artist gathering. She always came home with a new flavor every single time she came back. It drove me crazy how my dad just accepted it.

"Where have you been?" My dad asked from the living room where he was watching a "Criminal Minds" marathon with Scott.

"Rixon's," I shrugged as I walked towards the stairs.

"Your mother called. She wants you to fly out to meet her. She found some female artists that are in need of your attention apparently," he told me.

"Well tell her the same thing you tell her every time she asks. I have no intention of being an art playboy. No fucking thank you," I said.

"Why would that life be any different from the one you already lead?" Scott asked snidely.

"Well at least if I do it here than I can torment you much more successfully," I responded.

"I'm glad I asked. So I have good news," Scott enthused with a wide smile on his face.

"What's going on, son?" Our dad asked him.

"I finally talked to Nora Grey today at lunch. She even smiled at me," he grinned.

"Wow! You talked to Nora Grey. I'm so proud of you," I said sarcastically before heading up the stairs.

"Good for you son. I know you've like her for a long time. Go after what you want," Avner said to Scott and I chuckled. Scott had no chance against me, but he didn't know that I was in it to win it too. I get what I want, and what I want is Nora.

The next morning I got up and jumped in the shower, pulling out all the stops to make myself look even hotter than usual. Not that that was really possible. I always looked good enough to hear the swoosh of panties dropping every time I walked past a girl. But today this was for one girl only. One girl who actually had the gall to turn me down. She had no idea what was coming for her now. She wouldn't be able to deny me for too long. It never worked for long and soon enough I would break her down and she would go out with me. Then it would be easy from then on. All I would have to do is dazzle her with my good looks and charm then she would be in my bed before the date was done. It was that easy. It always was. I walked downstairs and even Scott looked more put together than usual. In his case that meant a few more bottles of hair product keeping his blond hair in perfect place and what looked like a new hoodie.

"Wow Scotty, did you buy a new hoodie to impress the girl?" I asked snidely.

"It never hurts to look good," Scott muttered.

"How many bottles of hair product did you go through today? I'm guessing six?" I said laughing. Our dad had already left for work so he wouldn't be here to yell at me for teasing Scott.

"Just shut up Patch. I don't need this today," he sighed as he munched on a couple of slices of toast with peanut butter and jam.

"Oooo broodier than usual too. Must be nervous about talking to the girl again," I faked sympathy.

"Just leave, Patch. Shouldn't you be heading to your band of miserable misfits?" Scott mumbled and I chuckled.

"How long did it take you to come up with that one? By the way, I think you might have competition for Nora Grey," I told him. I didn't want him to think I just swooped in and stole his girl, because after-all, it was inevitable. I wanted to make my intentions crystal clear.

"Who might that be, Patch?" Scott sighed in his "I'm bored with talking to you Patch" tone of voice.

"Me," I said before walking out the door and shutting it behind me. I figured I'd give him a few hours to stew that over in his head. It would make for a much more entertaining explosion after school.

When I got to school instead of immediately going to join Rixon and the guys on the other side of the quad I took the long way around so I could check out Nora. I needed to gauge her mood for the day so I could decide how I wanted to play this. I could be overly sweet and charming, offering to carry her books for her. Almost all girls loved that side of me that I could turn on just like that. Or I could be sexy and flirty. That was more my default setting than anything, but I could be whatever I had to be to get her into bed. One time I sympathized with a girl after her puppy died and she was under me in less than fifteen minutes. That was a record that I was clearly not going to break with Nora. But sometimes a challenge was fun. When I walked past her, purposely brushing her back when I walked by she glared at me, but immediately went back to chatting happily with her friends.

"Sorry Nora," I said when I bumped into her but she didn't respond. She was really throwing me off my game, I had no idea what kind of mood she was in. She was happy when I wasn't around but when I was she was glaring daggers at me. It honestly felt like she wanted to set me on fire with her gaze alone.

When I joined the guys Dante nudged me.

"So how's it going with our favorite virgin?" he asked me and I shrugged.

"Pretty good. I'm playing it cool right now. She knows I'm interested so I'm just waiting for her to come to me," I told him even though it was an outright lie. I had no idea how I was going to get her to go out with me. But like I said before, I love a good challenge.

"Is she as easy as all the other conquests you've ever had?" Dante asked.

"Admittedly no. But that's fine because I'll still win. She's a little more frosty than I'm used to," I said nonchalantly.

"Good luck. I have a feeling I'm going to be twenty bucks richer," Dante smirked and I shook my head confidently.

"Not going to happen. Sorry buddy," I said just as Marcie came sauntering across the quad.

"Good morning baby. I'm giving you a chance to apologize for your behavior yesterday," she said sitting down beside me with her hand creeping up my thigh.

"I have nothing to apologize for. I've done what I've been doing the entire time, the same thing I always do. I never told you it was going to be something that it never will be," I told her bored.

"Come on Patch. Apologize. If you do, I'll make it good for you," she hinted in a sing song voice and I rolled my eyes.

"Sorry Marcie, but I've got my eyes on something else now," I told her and her eyes flared red.

"You're looking for someone else?" she asked in disbelief.

"Always. You don't honestly think I'm faithful to you, do you?" I asked incredulously.

"You're supposed to be," she muttered her face red with embarrassment.

"That's not how this works Marcie. I fuck you whenever I feel like it and sometimes, if I'm feeling generous, when you feel like it. And then nothing. We don't date. We don't spend time together and I sure as hell don't meet your parents." I told her. I was honestly bored of having this conversation over and over with other girls and definitely with her. I just hoped this entire thing with Nora worked out well so she could be my new Marcie until I got bored with her too.

When the bell rang I got up and walked towards the school-leaving Marcie sitting at the table with the guys. I subtly followed Nora to her locker and casually bumped into her again, needing an opening to talk to her.

"Hey!" she screeched when she fell and dropped her books on the floor.

"Sorry about that," I said in my most apologetic tone as I leaned down to help her pick up her books.

"You did that on purpose. Why won't you just leave me alone? I'm not your type," she told me in an almost pleading tone.

"Nope. You struck my fancy Angel. Just accept a date with me and I'll leave you alone," I told her with a smirk.

"No. Give it up so you don't get rejected more times than your fragile little ego can handle," she told me and I chuckled.

"I like you. You're kinda snarky," I said as I handed her the books I made her drop. I stood up and offered her my hand but she declined it as she stood up on her own.

"I'll see you around Nora," I said as I walked away from her leaving her gaping after me.

~P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N*P&N~

NORA'S POV:

I walked into biology class and sat down with a sigh.

"What's up Nora?" Coach McConaughy asked me leaving his desk to check on me.

"Patch freaking Cipriano," I muttered.

"What's he doing? It may shock you but that kid's actually brilliant," Coach said.

"I don't care how brilliant he is. He won't stop asking me out," I sighed running my hands through my long curls.

"And that's a bad thing? I hear how the girls talk about him and it's always about how they would give anything to go on even one date with him," Coach smirked.

"Not me. He's a man-whore. I've walked into the girls bathroom so many times to hear girls crying about how he used them for sex then walked away from them with only a "thanks for a good time," I said angrily. Every time I thought about him I got more and more pissed.

"Maybe he's looking for the girl who could be the one he didn't want to lose," Coach suggested.

"There is no girl that's more important to Patch Cipriano than he is to himself. That's all he cares about. Himself." I spat in disgust.

"Well maybe Patch needs someone to show him the right way,"

"No, what Patch Cipriano needs is someone to put him in his place. Treat him the way he treats all those girls," I said.

"That could be," he shrugged.

"Yes it could..." I said as an idea began to formulate in my mind. I couldn't do anything about it until I ran it by Vee. Vee was good at these sorts of things and she would be able to tell me if my idea was a good or bad one.

"Are you feeling better now?" Coach McConaughy asked not aware of what was going through my mind.

"Yep, thanks for the help Coach," I said as I opened my book.

"Nora, I told you to call me Mr. McConaughy while we're in class," he corrected me but he was smiling.

"Sorry," I said as I pulled some paper out of my binder and waited for the rest of the class to file in.

When Coach dismissed us at the end of class I walked out to find Patch Cipriano leaning against the wall and I instantly hoped he wasn't waiting for me. I hoped he was waiting for Marcie who was in my class but my hopes were dashed when he joined me at my side when I walked by.

"So what class do you have next? I thought I'd walk you," he told me. Marcie grabbed his arm yanking it and forced him to look at her.

"You're seriously doing this to me? You're going after her?" she shrieked and Patch chuckled.

"I'm not doing anything that I'm not allowed to do," he said as he put his arm casually around my shoulder causing me to glower.

"But why her? She's nothing special." she demanded.

"I don't know. I think she's plenty special," Patch shrugged as he turned his back on Marcie. I had to admit I enjoyed watching her get put in her place. She always had herself on such a high pedestal that she really didn't deserve to be on. She had a reputation like Patch's for using guys. Marcie acted like the queen bee of Coldwater high and her dad thought he was some sort of God to the people of Coldwater. I couldn't stand either one of them and they struck me as kinda shady people. I could see her dad being the ring-leader of some organized crime ring or gang, it wouldn't surprise me at all.

"Why are you doing this?" I demanded as I shrugged his arm off my shoulder. His arm dropped to his side and he laughed lightly.

"I like you Nora," he said and I knew logically that he was lying. He always did things like this so he could get in a girls pants, get what he wanted. It was the only reason he was even remotely tolerable sometimes. He was good at pretending to be a nice guy when in reality he was horrible.

"But I don't like you," I said in a pleading tone.

"What class do you have now Nora?" he asked again.

"History." I answered knowing full well he wasn't going to leave me alone like I wanted. While we walked we passed by a forlorn looking Scott. I wondered what his problem was, he was glaring at his brother.

"Sorry about that. My brother seems to be offended that I'm with such a beautiful girl," he laid it on thick.

"Well that is one good thing to come from this little walk of ours together. I think he likes me and I don't like him that way," I admitted not sure why I was telling his big brother that.

"That's going to break his wee little heart for sure. He's infatuated with you. He talked about it all morning actually," he told me and I groaned.

"I don't want to hurt him, it's just that I don't feel any connection with him at all," I said trying to ignore the spark that crackled between Patch and I. There's no way in hell I could possibly have chemistry with the likes of him.

"I didn't think you would," he said as we continued to walk. I rolled my eyes and sighed happily when we finally stopped in front of my classroom.

"Here you are," he said and I nodded and quickly fled into the room.

When lunch finally arrived I left my classroom and met Vee at our table with my lunch.

"Hey," she greeted me and I smiled up at her.

"What's up?" I asked her.

"Not too much. So how's the Patch Cipriano thing going for you?" she asked me. I rolled my eyes and Vee laughed. Since he dropped me off at History he had walked me to all my other classes and he always insisted on carrying my books for me. It was hugely annoying and I wished he would stop.

"That good, huh?" she laughed. I rolled my eyes again and shook my head.

"He walked me to all of my classes and he asked me out each and every time. He knocked me over and helped me pick up my books first thing this morning when the first bell rang so he had an excuse to talk to me and ask me out then. He's trying to wear me down and I'm getting annoyed. But, I have a plan now. It's partly thanks to Coach," I said and Vee perked up.

"That's so cute that he's being so attentive. It's so not like Patch Cipriano. Do you think he actually really likes you?" Vee wondered aloud.

"No, he's just doing it to get me into bed. I know that. But like I said, I have a plan," I told her.

"And what is that? Oh by the way, has Scott tried to talk to you again?" Vee asked.

"No, but he didn't look happy when I walked by with Patch this morning. He looked extremely upset. But if it persuades him that I don't like him in that way, then I guess that's at least one good thing to come out of this," I shrugged.

"Yeah, so what's your plan?" she asked me and I smiled slightly.

"I think Patch needs someone to put him in his place. He needs to get denied and dumped not the other way around and that's what I want. Girls never say no to him and he's always the one to end things. I've turned him down a few times but he's never going to get the hint. He's never going to give up, he said as much," I explained.

"So what are you going to do?" Vee questioned.

"I'm going to let him take me out. But he's not going to sleep with me and I'm going to be the one to dump him, that's what I want to do," I repeated to her because it was what I wanted.

"Does that mean you're going to have to go on more than one date with him?" Vee asked.

"Ideally. Which means I have to make it an amazing first date without sleeping with him. It's going to be hard since I know that's the only reason he's interested, it's the only thing he ever wants. But I think if I can pull it off, it'll work perfectly," I surmised.

"It's actually a really good plan," Vee agreed.

"But he'll suspect something if I just say yes to him all of a sudden. So I've got to let him continue to attempt to woo me. I'll say yes tomorrow after school because I have no doubt at all that he'll have more ideas on his mind by then of how to persuade me," I told her.

"That's a great idea Nora. You have to share all the details about the date though. I need to know what dating an asshole is like," Vee said as Jules walked over and kiss her cheek.

"Hey," she greeted him turning her head and kissing his lips thoroughly.

"I'll make sure to tell you everything. He's not going to know what hit him," I said with an evil grin as I grew more and more excited about my plan. I told myself I wasn't excited about going on a date with him, I was excited about saving all the future girls in this school and beyond from Patch Cipriano. That's what I wanted, nothing more and nothing less.

"Let the games begin Cipriano," I smirked as I looked over my shoulder at where he was sitting with his band of the fallen.

I know right now Patch has some 'qualities' that aren't very admirable, but like I said, if anyone can give him a run for his money and make him question things it would be Nora just like in Hush Hush. However, just like in the saga, Patch has the same sway over her so who will win this little game of theirs? Or will they both lose? What do you guys think so far? Let me know, READ AND REVIEW! :D