Same Day, Same Time...

"Hello?" A British accent said over the phone.

"You know, it's not nice to call your friend a tosser."'

Paige laughed at Shane's comment.

"Well, you are a tosser for not telling you me you were moving. What the hell, man?"

"How could I? You left over the summer back to England. What was I supposed to do? Go there myself?" He pointed out.

"I just missed you is all. I came back to school the first day and I wanted to quit already. People kept giving me these sideways glares. I was on the verge of telling a bunch of them to piss off and then smack them in the face. I could hear people talking behind my back." Paige confessed.

Shane got a little upset.

"What kind of stuff were they saying?"

"I- I don't wanna talk about it."

"Paige... Tell me."

She sighed.

"They were saying I was a freak because of my skin and because I wear all black a lot. Last year they didn't say much because I didn't talk to anyone. But, after me and you hit it off and became friends, they started to target me. I think it's because I defended you whenever one of your so-called friends tried to make you look like a fool."

Shane was now fully angry.

"Assholes. Now I'm really glad I left. I should've taken you with me."

"Love, you and me both know that wouldn't work at all. My parents want me in Arizona, plus it's just you and your dad over there. You think he'd be able to take care of the both of us?" She asked solemnly.

"Nah, I guess you're right. I wish you could be here though. I could use your help with the shit I've gotten myself into, cause I don't know what to do."

Paige laughed.

"Good God, Shane. What could you have possibly done already? It's been two bloody months!"

"Yeah, I know, I know. It's a long story."

"Well? What happened?"

"Okay, so it starts off with me almost being late on my first day. I meet this girl named Alexa. She, uh, didn't like me very much."

"Hey, she sounds like me." Paige quipped.

"Yeah, that's what I thought at first. Over the next few weeks, I made it my mission to make her my friend. I helped her whenever I could, I was always polite and kind to her, the whole nine yards."

"And she still hated your guts?"

"Yup."

"Man, are you sure you're not talking about me?"

"Believe it or not, no. I'm not talking about you. She's way smaller and way more blonde. Plus, she actually likes the color pink."

"Oh, no. You're definitely not talking about me."

"Exactly. So, after awhile, she warms up to me, and we become really close. Now, along the way, I manage to earn a spot on the Varsity football team. The American Varsity football team. Not soccer, Paige. I still refuse to call soccer football."

The girl scoffed.

"You Yanks never want to do things right. What you people do over here, is not football. The English know what real football is."

"Whatever, Paige. Anyway, back to the story. I make the team, and Alexa, I forgot to mention, is a cheerleader. The head cheerleader to be exact. Thanks to her, I end up meeting this girl named Bayley."

"Oooh, another girl."

"Dude, it's not as great as you think. Well, it is, but, I'm just gonna finish the story. Bayley's possibly the happiest person I've ever met. Every time I see her, gives me these big ol' hugs. Overall, she lights up any room she's in. Now, for some reason, the closer I got to her, the more angry Alexa got."

"For some reason? What do ya mean, for some reason? It's obvious she liked you."

"Hey, I never claimed to be that knowledgeable when it comes to how the female mind works. So, yeah, she gets angry. One day, me and Bayley are hanging out at my place. Everything goes well, and we have a blast. I notice she's looking good, so I tell her. Bayley decides to respond to that by kissing me."

Paige was confused.

"Okay? Why is that a bad thing exactly?"

"If you'd let me finish, then you'd get it. As I was saying, Bayley kissed me. I'm surprised as all hell, and Bayley's embarrassed, so she runs away before I get the chance to say anything. And to top the whole thing off, Alexa saw the entire thing." Shane explained.

"Ooooh... Yeah, that's not good. That's not good at all."

"You got that right. So, the next day, I try to smooth things over with the both of them. I tell Bayley that we should just put it behind us, and just continue to be good friends. She's satisfied, we hug, that's that. Now the tricky part, was Alexa. That night, I try to clear my name with her so to speak. I... Damn it, please don't laugh at me for this. I kinda... confessed my love for her?"

As much as she wanted to, the British girl couldn't hold it, and started laughing hysterically.

"You did what?! What kind of Twilight shit is that?!"

"Come on, I said don't laugh. Give me a break, I was desperate."

After she calmed down, Paige asked him a question.

"Did you mean it at least? You can't just say something like that, unless you mean it."

Shane sighed.

"Yeah, yeah I do mean it. Funny thing is, she said it back too. And then she kissed me. Do you understand why I'm all messed up now?"

"Okay, I get it. You care about both of these girls a lot, but you don't know how to deal with the both of them. You don't want to hurt either of them, correct?"

"Of course."

"So, the best thing to do is be honest with them. Tell them how you feel. If they care about them as much as you do about them, they'll understand."

"Paige, as much as I would like to do that, there's one problem."

"What's that?"

"Me and Alexa's relationship, well, it's kind of a secret. As in, nobody knows how close we actually are. Not even our best friends. And she wants to keep it that way, at least for the near future."

"Why? For what?"

"Let's just say, she's really paranoid. Her family is a little on the wealthy side, and she has a reputation for being the typical mean, rich girl. She put up that persona because she's afraid that people are going to take advantage of her if she's nice to everyone. That's the main reason why I wanted to be her friend. When I saw her, I thought back to how I was before, well before I met you. I wanted to show her that she could be herself, and slowly but surely, it's working. But, the key word is slowly. If I go up to the both of them and tell them, I'll have to explain to Bayley what me and Alexa have gone through together, and now's not the time for that." Shane said.

"Wow, Shane. I can tell you've learned a lot from your mistakes in the past. This is a complicated situation, but you're handling it with thought and care. Let me ask you this. Do you see a future with one of these girls? I mean, romantically?"

Shane scratched his head.

"Honestly, I haven't even thought that far ahead. I just want everyone to be happy. Although, I'd be lucky to call either one of them my girl. It's a lot, Paige. It really is. I really wish you were here with me."

"I do too, love. I do too. But, you can handle this on your own. I know you can. Also, whenever you need me, all you have to do is call. I'm always willing to help my favorite American." She said genuinely.

Shane chuckled a little.

"I've upgraded from Yank to American. Wow, I'm going places in life."

"Oh, don't think I'm gonna stop calling you that. That one's staying around forever."

"Greeeaaaat." He responded sarcastically.

"Oh, stop fussing about. You know you're my mate for life. But, I gotta say, I'm kinda jealous. How come that Bayley girl got to have your first kiss? That should've been me." She joked.

"Hey, Midnight. You know how the old saying goes, you snooze you lose. You know all the girls are on me 24/7. It was gonna happen eventually." Shane said with fake arrogance.

Paige rolled her eyes.

"Whatever, cassanova. Listen, I'd love to chat more, but I've got homework to do. Call me again tomorrow?"

"Sure thing. Could you do me a favor though? When you see Carmella tomorrow, tell her I have two girls on my dick now, and I said to suck my balls."

She giggled.

"Will do, Shane. Talk to you later, love."

"Bye."

He hung up the phone, smiled to himself, and made his way back to the living room where his father was watching basketball highlights.

"Oh, look who's returned. Was she happy to hear from you again?" Kevin asked.

"Of course she was. I'm Shane Price for Christ sake." He responded jokingly.

Shane's dad laughed.

"Yeah, yeah, smartass. Come sit with your pop. We got sports to watch."

"Oh hell yeah!"

The father and son spent the night watching ESPN and cracking jokes on each other, just like earlier times. It was nice for Shane. In one night he reconnected with an old friend, and got to chill with his dad for the first time in months.

"Yeah.", He thought to himself before heading to bed, "My life might be complicated, but it's still awesome."

AN: Yo, I didn't even realize, but we hit 12k views! I can't thank you guys enough. This is officially my 3rd most popular story, behind the Dean Ambrose one and that one thing with the clowns that... we don't talk about. Anyway, I appreciate the love! See you in the next chapter. Peace!