Chapter 2: "Heart to Heart"

"I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do, about you now -"

"Could you stop singing that effing song already!"

I abruptly closed my mouth and looked apologetically at Michelle. She fixed me with a look of annoyance and amusement, crossing her arms and frowning at me.

"It's stuck in my head," I said, shrugging.

She rolled her eyes, which looked a bit funny behind her square-rimmed glasses. Brushing off a strand of red hair that had fallen over her eyes, she placed her hands on her hips and sighed.

"Well, if you continue to sing that song loudly, people will get the wrong impression," said Michelle.

"Huh?" I asked gullibly.

"They'll think you're in love with me, you idiot!" she said exasperatedly, waving her arms in frustration.

I chuckled. "But you already have a boyfriend."

"Yeah, but you don't, and if people hear you, they'll think we're in some sick bisexual love triangle or something."

This made us both burst into laughter, but we soon stopped for people were seriously giving us weird looks now. Covering our mouths with our hands, we continued eating our lunch in the canteen.

If you haven't figured it out by now, Michelle Ritchie is my best friend. I would love to say that we've known each other for years, but sadly, I've only known her for one year, yet it feels like we've known each other since kindergarten. We tell each other everything and I know anything there is to know about her. Sometimes even things I don't want to know in the first place! We had a lot in common…except, she had really bad taste in boys.

Speaking of boys…

"Yesterday, Andrew said something you'll never believe…" started Michelle.

"Please tell me he told you he's gay!" I hoped.

You see, I hate Michelle's boyfriend. He's such a jerk. Ever since the start of their relationship, I've been trying to make Michelle break up with him, but to no avail. I don't understand what she sees in him!

Michelle hit me with her napkin. "No, he said something which hurt my feelings."

This made me serious. "What?" I asked worriedly.

"Remember how he was saying that he wanted us to be more…physical?" said Michelle.

I grimaced. "Yeah…"

"Well, I asked him if he was offended by my reaction…"

I smirked. Michelle's reaction was priceless. After hearing it, she had screamed at him and hung up and didn't talk to him for a whole day. The jerk deserved it.

Michelle switched on her cell phone and showed me a text message. I hated the jerk even more after reading it.

No, I'm not offended. It's just that it's been a long time since I've started going out with you, and I was hoping we could do something more than kissing…

I didn't even read the rest of the message as I screeched, "What the hell?"

Michelle shushed me. "Quietly Rebs!"

"That frigging pervert!" I continued in a lower voice. "Something more than kissing implies sex!"

Michelle nodded her head sadly. My mouth was still agape. I really felt like punching the jackass in the face.

"He's so desperate. Oh God," I muttered. "You're still underage for crying out loud. Just because the jerk can't control his hormones doesn't mean you'll have to put out for that undeserving, son of a -"

"Rebs…" Michelle said warningly. She looked sad.

"I'm sorry, honey," I said and squeezed her hand lightly. "But why did that hurt you? You're supposed to be mad at him!"

She sighed heavily, popping a French fry into her mouth before explaining.

"It's just that…I love him, Rebs…"

I tried very hard not to gasp at that. I knew she was falling too deeply for him anyway. But it was still surprising to hear it from her own mouth.

"And to think that he's only been going out with me for the physical stuff…" continued Michelle. "It hurt my feelings."

There was a silence between the two of us during which we listened to the hustle and bustle of the canteen. Students chattered amongst themselves and no one paid any attention to us for we were sitting at a far corner. Besides, Michelle and I didn't fall under the 'popular' stereotype anyway, and were mostly ignored.

Yes, just like every other high school, RoseVille High had the usual clichéd stereotypes: jocks, nerds, outcasts, and so on. When I first came to this school, which by the way was a year ago, I thought that the students here were mature enough not to have groups. But alas, I was wrong.

Michelle fell under the 'outcast' category. She wasn't ridiculed like the 'nerds' were, but snide comments tended to spring up from time to time. Naturally, being her best friend, I also fell under the 'outcast' category, but people didn't insult me to my face. I was the first girl in my old school, and I got good marks here as well. But since I didn't always have a book under my nose or talk incessantly about WoW, I didn't fall under the 'nerd' category.

"Well, Michie, you know my verdict," I sighed after a while.

She finished up her French fries and wiped her hands and mouth. "Hmm…"

I started humming under my breath. "Because maybe…you're gonna be the one that saves me…"

"How's Jake?" Michelle suddenly asked.

I cursed inside. I didn't tell Michelle about the phone call. For some reason, I was a bit afraid to. Just like I didn't like Michelle's boyfriend, she didn't like Jake. She didn't trust him.

"Um…good," I replied uneasily.

"Talked to him lately?"

"Yeah…last night…on the phone…" I trailed off, waiting for her reaction.

Her eyes grew wide. "You gave him your phone number?"

"He had it a long time ago. Remember, he couldn't come online for days, and he gave me his phone number and I texted him to give him mine to keep in touch?" I blabbered fast, trying to make Michelle not judge me or Jake.

She seemed unconvinced. Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "And this is the first time you've talked then?"

I nodded.

"Okay. I guess he's alright then. So…what happened?" she asked.

I told her about last night with a smile on my face. After I finished, she let out a whistle.

"Damn, Rebs…" she commented.

"What?" I asked confusedly.

"You're in love with him."

I spluttered on my drink. "N – no I'm not!"

She made a face at me. "Yes, you are. Have you looked at yourself lately? You're glowing like a freaking glow worm!"

I rubbed my cheeks self-consciously. Well, I did notice that I've been smiling a lot lately. But…in love? That's…that's so not me

Michelle chuckled. "Well, look at the Ice Queen now. Her heart has finally melted after four years."

"Shut up," I grumbled. "I don't believe in love. I'm too young for that."

"You sure?"

"Hundred percent."

The bell rang at that moment, signalling the end of lunch time and our little girl-to-girl talk. Michelle and I started making our way to the Science lab for our Physics class.

"Do you feel happy whenever you see him online or when he starts talking to you?" Michelle asked me unexpectedly.

"Um…yeah…" I answered, trying to understand why she was asking me this.

"Did you feel butterflies in your stomach when you first heard his voice?"

I nodded, smiling.

"How about when he complimented you?"

"Totally," I sighed.

"Would you go on a date with him if you had the chance?"

"Hell yeah," I answered before I could stop myself and noticed that Michelle was now smirking at me.

"Well, well, well," she said dramatically. "Rebecca Smith has finally been proved wrong. She is in love."

This time, I couldn't find anything to say to her as I felt my heart speed up when I visualised Jake and myself on a date together.

"Oh shit," I cursed under my breath as realisation dawned on me.

"Yes, honey. You're in deep shit."

A/N: Ah, I miss Jake already. Lol. :P

Well, sorry for the sucky chapter. I needed to show Rebecca's best friend and I would've written more, but I felt like this chapter was getting too long. I promise Jake to make an appearance on the next chapter.

Jake: Of course, Ladies, I'll be at your service next time. ;)

Author: Oh shut up. Go back to sleep.

Anyways, as for the "realisation" thing…do you think it's a tad repetitive because I mentioned the same thing in the last chapter? See, Rebecca can't believe it, cuz she doesn't believe in love. So, it's kinda hard for her to admit it out loud. At first she thought it was a simple crush, but it's actually deeper as her friend notices the changes in her.

Anyways, a HUGE thanks to all those who put this on their favourites and alerts. I was so happy when I saw them. Thank you! You guys rock my socks! :)