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Mike's POV
"So, you've only been with one other girl?" Whatsername asked me.
"Yeah. Girls seem to go more after Billie." I looked down and kicked my foot against the ground as
if in shame.
"You're a lot better looking than black haired boy."
"Huh?" I looked up at her.
"Billie, as you call him. Is that his name? It's weird." She sat down on a table against the wall
and leaned back.
"Yeah, his mom was drugged up still when she named him Billie Joe." I chuckled.
"So, back to your girlfriend. Was it the red haired girl?" My eyes widened.
"What? Rory? NOOO!" I guess I was too quick to let that blurt out, but it was too late for that.
"Really? She's really pretty. Who was it then?" I wanted to agree with her saying Rory was pretty,
but I couldn't bring myself to it.
"Maria. She's a blonde, plastic whore now, though."
"OH! She's in my English class. She caught me...well..." She held up her arm and pulled back her
sleeve. Thin pink scars ran up and down her arm. I winced.
"That's horrible, you should stop. What if you kill yourself?"
"Who said that was a bad thing?" She shrugged and pulled the sleeve back down.
"You're amazing. You don't need to be suicidal. You just need to learn to speak up."
"Thank you, Michael. Now, back to...Rory? You like her, don't you?"
"NO! Everyone thinks I'm in love with her, especially Alaina and Billie. They're convinced that
we're gonna end up together and have a million kids and get married and happy forever. I mean, the
first day she got here, Tre was like 'you love her, it's love at first site, blah blah blah.' I
mean, yeah, she's pretty, but she's like my sister. Hell, she's over my house so much with my actual
sister, she pretty much could be my sister."
"Maybe if you just kissed her..." She began.
"I have. It was awkward. I couldn't stop 'cause it felt so weird, like I was making out with Alaina
or something." I knew I was lying to her, maybe lying to myself.
"Ew." She said, through giggles.
"What about you? Aren't you and Jesus together?"
"You mean Jason? No, I was with Jimmy." She shook her head.
"Jimmy?"
"St. Jimmy. He was Jason's other side."
"OH! Right. Why did you run out of the cafeteria?" I leaned against a table directly in front of
her.
"Because short boy-"
"Tre?"
"Yes. TRE showed the ring he gave twin girl-"
"Alaina?"
"Yes. TRE showed the ring he gave to ALAINA. It reminded me of when Jimmy promised me forever. And,
he died. Jason was fighting him off. He was jealous of us."
"So, what you're saying is, you were in love with Jimmy, who was Jesus' other personality, and Jesus
got pissed and basically drove Jimmy into suicide?"
"Yes."
"And I thought my life was fucked up." I shook my head and laughed.
"Michael, can I tell you something?"
"Of course, you've just told me all of that." I stopped leaning and crossed my arms across my chest.

"I think I like you." My heart sped up.
"That's good, because I think I like you, too. Can I ask you something?" I slowly took a couple
steps and sat besides her on the table. She looked at me intently.
"Of course, ask me anything." And I knew I'd regret the next words that left my mouth.
"Do you want to be my girlfriend?"
Her eyes lit up and she hugged me.
"Of course I do!"
"Great." I grabbed her hand in mine and smiled at her.

Jason/Jesus' POV
"So let me get this straight: Romeo thinks Juliet is dead, so he kills himself just to have Juliet
wake up and kill herself because Romeo killed himself?" I asked. Rory laughed, and I smiled. I was
sitting on the floor in my room, my back against my bed, and Rory lay on the floor in front of me,
trying to help me make sense of Romeo and Juliet.
"Basically, yeah. I agree, it's pretty fucked up, but I love Shakespeare's showing of love and how
important it is to some people." She smiled longingly, as if she were remembering something sad.
"It's true, love is very important. And many people are willing to go to any lengths to hold on to
even a sliver of love."
"You make it sound like a personal experience." She rolled onto her side and held her head up with
her hand. I just watched her; her red hair falling limply over her shoulder and behind her, her
grey-green eyes shone. I could listen to her slight British accent for days.
"Maybe it is." I lied down onto my side and looked at her. "So, why don't we just talk for now."
"About what?"
"About that Mike boy." I saw her expression change. "I overheard the whole conversation between
Whatsername and Mike as well, yaknow."
"Yeah." Her eyes fell down to my green rug and she picked at it a bit.
"And I dunno... Maybe it got me thinking."
"About what?"
"Maybe... Maybe what happened Friday wasn't just a drunken impulse." She held her breath for a
moment before letting it out.
"Maybe... I don't know." She sat up, her eyes glued to mine.
"Maybe it was a sign." I smiled mischievously and moved a little closer to her.
"Maybe." She smirked.
"Why don't we... try again... and see what happens this time?" Our faces were barely an inch apart.

"I think that's a great idea." I think she smiled, but she leaned in to kiss me.
I couldn't be sure, but I think I felt a few of her tears drip onto my face.
Or who knows, maybe they were my own?

"It was nice having you over to, err, study." I said, walking with Farore to the door. She smiled at
me and flipped her hair over her shoulder.
"Hey, no prob." She winked at me and gave me a hug, pulling apart just enough to up and kiss me. I
smiled.
We barely knew each other, but we were now dating. But I guess dating is part of the
"getting-to-know-each-other" process. I asked her out right after we finished our little make out
session.
"See you tomorrow." I breathed.
"Yeah... Tomorrow."
When she left, I sat on the couch.
Shit, tomorrow. This is going to be awkward.

*

Adrienne's POV

So when the 3 is outside of the parentheses, you times everything inside of it by 3. Which means
that...
Who the fuck was I kidding? I didn't give a shit about my fucking algebra homework. I wondered
what Billie was doing. Was he OK? Is it OK for me to be thinking about him, considering we're
broken up? Whose fault was it, anyway? I did say that we were over, but he did start acting like a
fuckface when he thought I was pregnant. Did I want to even be with someone like that? I thought
about the day I accidently called him when I found out I wasn't. There was so much hope in his
voice. But he did go off on me when we were at his house, granted he was drunk.
Maybe I needed to care about this stupid algebra shit. I wasn't going anywhere with Billie after
this year, so I might as well go to college and do something. I needed to call someone.
My phone started ringing.
Oh ye fates, reading my mind!
"Hola senorita, como estas?"
"Pardon?"
It was Farore.
"Sorry, sweetie. How's it going?"
"Adie, I need to talk to you about something."
This sounded serious. I calmed my bored-psycho ramblings down and listened.
"Rory, are you OK?"
"I...I did something. Don't tell Alaina unless I talk to her first."
"Rory, honey, please tell me what's wrong before my heart beats so far out of my chest that my brain
explodes."
That made no fucking sense. But that's what you get when you've been studying simplifying equations
for an hour.
"I...well...ya know how I told you I was asked to help Jason or Jesus or whoever he
is...with...his...english."
She had begun crying and tried to choke those words out audibly. I felt like we should be face to
face with this, it might help her.
"Oh, Rory, what happened? Do you want me to come over?"
"NO! DON'T! JUST LISTEN, PLEASE!"
She sounded really weird about me coming over.
"Alright. You can come over here, if you want. But go on."
"I...well, Jason..."
"OH, Rory. You didn't...AGAIN...did you?"
"N...no. Not all the way. But...we're together now."
She was crying uncontrollably now.
"What about Mike?"
"He...he...he's with Whatsername."
I didn't quite get it. I was certain she couldn't have meant Mike. He was WAY too into Rory to go
after anyone else.
"Who, Jason? I know. It's obvious. She whispers in his ears all the time-"
"No, Adie. Mike. Mike is with Whatsername."
"When the fuck did that happen?"
"T...Today. Afterschool. In a classroom. Jason and I heard the whole thing. I'm so dumb, Adie.
Why did I like him?"
It reminded me of when Billie and I first got together. He dated some girl for a few days to hide
his feelings for me. Then when he saw how jealous I got, he dumped her and told me it was a ploy to
get me fired up enough to make the speech I did to get him. Something about that I'd love him more
than any girl ever could and that if he was gonna be with other girls, that I didn't need him
anyway.
How big of a mistake was it? I should've taken that as a sign. But Rory really liked Mike. We all
knew it. We didn't know why they were both holding out on each other.
"Aww, sweetheart, I'm sorry. If it helps, Billie did the same thing before we got together. It was
only for a few days, it can't last too long. And, well, if not, just give Jason a test drive."
We both paused for a second and laughed at the same time.
"Good one, Adie. Thanks for that. I needed a laugh. So, anyways, what are you up to?"
"Working on algebra. Thinking about Billie. Did I say I was working on algebra?"
"Oh, Adie, we are all messed up!" She said, half laughing.
"What are you up to, missy?"
"Well, crying my eyes out cuz I didn't make a move fast enough on Captain Fuckface. Then I talked
to one of my best friends and now I feel better."
"You know you can tell me anything, Rory. Day or night, Even if it's 2am. Well, call my cell
then, but you get the point. And I won't tell Alaina, no matter what. I promise. You can tell her
first, if you feel like it."
"Thanks, dear. Luv ya, hoe!"
That sounded more like it should come from my mouth instead of Rory's. I guess I rub off on
people...
"Bye, sweetie, take care. Luv ya too, hoe!"
We both hung up and I sighed. Poor girl. I thought I had issues. I wish there was something I
could do. Alaina seemed to be the only happy one of us lately, at least out of the girls. Tre was
the happiest out of the guys. I guess Whatsername and Jason were gonna be a bigger part of our
group, now that they were with Rory and Mike, respectively.
I don't know what it is, but I really didn't care for Whatsername. Besides the fact the girl was a
psycho, which all of us were to a point, she just seemed like a slut or something. I don't know,
maybe I was just predjudice cuz I thought my best friend should be with Mike instead of some weird,
psycho bitch. But that's none of my business, is it?

Alaina's POV
Flip.
Another dumb reality show where people travel around and try to get a prize, but get eliminated.
Flip.
Rap videos.
Was there nothing decent of these days? I looked at the clock. It said 5. I had no homework
tonight. I usually didn't. That was the beauty of medium college prep classes. I wasn't sure if I
was home alone or not. I got Tre to take me home because Mike said he had business to take care of.
I didn't ask, I didn't know if I wanted to know. He was with that psycho bitch, Whatsername. And
trust me, I knew about psycho bitches. I was one, after all.
Why am I making fun of myself? I had friends for that. I went to the window and looked out.
Vinnie's car was gone. Mom's car was gone. Ours was still gone, too. Tre had only stayed long
enough to kiss me goodbye and said to call later. I was getting scared, actually. The beauty of
having a brother was that if someone was to attack me, Mike would be there. And by someone, I meant
Vinnie. He probably went to his drug dealer or a friend's house to get his dope so he could stay
completely wacked out of his brain and beat his stepkids. His wife didn't know that he was beating
them and I don't think she would believe Mike and I if we did tell her. She usually went to the bar
after work and stayed until 8 or so.
I went back to the couch and started flipping again. I finally found "Maury" and decided to watch
it. Yeah, it was trashy, but at least I knew someone had an even more fucked up life than any of
us.
Before long, I heard a car pull up in the driveway. I got up and walked to the window. It was only
Mike, thank goodness. I started feeling safe. I saw a girl on the other side with him. Did he
FINALLY go for Rory? I hoped so. They were perfect for each other. I could also have one of my
best friend's as my sister-in-law. That would be amazing.
He went around to the other side and opened the door for the girl. She got out and I looked at her
long, black hair.
Black? Rory has red hair.
It wasn't Rory, it was...
"Hey, Lane." Whatsername said, as she walked into my house. What the fuck was he doing with that
psycho bitch?
"Hi." I said, curtly. I turned to Mike. "Oh, brother of mine, can I have a word with you in the
kitchen?"
"Yes, my dear psycho sister." He said, smiling. Even I laughed. I grabbed his arm and drug him in
the kitchen, just out of earshot of Whatsername. She was walking around our living room, looking at
the pictures. Maybe she was looking at the walls. Who knows with that weirdo?
"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I scream-whispered.
"Bringing my girlfriend into my house. What were you doing?"
"Being scared shitless because Vinnie could've came in and killed me while you were out with that
dumb slut!"
"I'm sorry, next time I'll invite you along."
"It's not that and you know it."
He sighed and leaned against the fridge.
"I know! I know! I know! It just sort of slipped out! I was denying my feelings for Rory and
then before I knew it, she told me she liked me a lot and I asked her to be my girlfriend. I can't
take it back now, though, Lane. Do you know what she does?"
"Physically or sexually?"
He smiled like a guy when I said 'sexually.'
"Do you know what she does sexually?"
"NO! MIKE! That's not the point. What does she do physically?"
"She cuts herself, Lane. I felt really sorry for her cuz she lost Jimmy."
"Jimmy? Like, Jesus' psycho, crazy personality, Jimmy?"
"Yeah. She was with him, not Jason. She wasn't as serious with Jason as Jesus, until he invented
Jimmy. They got serious when he made up Jimmy. Then, Jesus slash Jason got jealous of Jimmy and
tried to kill him, forcing him to commit suicide. Jimmy came back a few times blaming J for his
death," He stopped a minute and got a really confused look. "I think. It's really fucked up,
Alaina. Just let me get her through this and then I'll be ready for Rory. Kind of like what BJ did
to Adie."
I sighed and leaned on the fridge next to him.
"Do you remember what it was like when Rory first got here?" I asked him.
"Yes. Why?"
"I want it back that way, Mike. Like the first hour, knowing that I had a new best friend and that
you two were gonna get together because you were practically drooling all over her at lunch and I
knew from the look she gave you in chem that day that she liked you as much as you liked her. BJ
and Adie were still together and I held Tre tighter than I had ever held anyone in my life. Jason
and Tre didn't hate each other, neither did BJ and Adie. Whatsername wasn't in the picture too
much, but she had Jimmy and was out of our lives. I want that feeling back, Mike."
"It's not all my fault, Lane. You know that."
I sighed. I was partially to blame. I couldn't expect things to be all happy and fuzzy all the
time.
"I know."
"And I promise you, on my secret Indie collection that I love so much, that I will be with Rory and
you will be the first to know. Just let me work some kinks out with Whatsername."
I turned my head sideways and looked at him. He looked back at me.
"You promise?"
"I promise. Have I ever lied to you before?"
"Well, there was the time when we were 6 and you told me that the Candyman lived in the attic..."
We both laughed.
"I better get back in there, Whatsername probably thinks we're plotting to kill her." He said,
laughing at his own joke. He was corny like that sometimes.
I watched him walk away and I let my head fall back against the fridge. Then I pushed myself up and
decided it was time to eat. I felt bad eating so much, but I was eating for more than just myself.
Oh fuck, Rory! She was going to be heartbroken. I'm sure if I explained the situation she would
understand. She would have Mike after all. Then we would all be one big happy family...literally.
Mike was just helping a sort of friend get through her tough time by thinking someone loved her
again. That wasn't a crime was it?
I realized I had the door to the freezer open for the two minutes I was talking to myself in my
head. Mom would've killed me. I shrugged and grabbed a pint of chocolate chip cookie dough and a
spoon and took it upstairs with me, passing Mike and Whatsername making out on the couch.
He was just playing along, right? I decided he was, just to give him the benefit of the doubt. I
was putting my complete trust in Mike. He never really did give me a reason to doubt him. Even
when he said the Candyman was in the attic, he still told me he was gonna go Batman on his ass and
get him for me. But I felt for my best friend, as well.
I grabbed the phone on my nightstand and called Adie, but her line was busy and her cell went
straight to her voicemail, which meant it was dead and she left it in her purse, uncharged. I
called the next person that could help me with this situation...
That person just happened to be my brother's best friend and the last person I should be dicussing a
love life with, even though it was Mike's...
...I called Billie.