To say that I was wounded was an understatement. Chase was long gone and I couldn't do anything but pity myself in my room. As more time passed by, that pity turned into anger. Anger that was directed towards Nicole, Chase, but most importantly, me. 

I wasn't pathetic and I would have to prove that, not only to her, but to myself too. I got up from my bed to splash water on my face. What would I do though? 

Give George a chance. A little voice rang through my head. Oh my God, I think I'm going crazy, but it was right. I'll give George a chance... in a way.

Me: Sorry about this afternoon George. I wasn't feeling well

George: No probs Adri... I hope youre feeling well now though

Me: better than ever. so um George, remember when you asked me out a couple months ago?

George: Yeah... :D...*hopeful smile*

I took in a deep breath.

Me: good because I need a favor

George: anything!

Me: okay so um... I like this guy, but he already has a girlfriend and I want to erm move on? I need you to be my pretend bf

George: ... well, that's as close as I'd get anyways. So yes! :)))))

Me: thanks!! I dont know how to repay you!

George: I know how...

Me: ???

George: a kiss

Me: on the cheek

George: ...fine.

I guess this was a good way to do it right? George gets a shot and I get to move on. Of course the situation doesn't end there. I know that going as low as Nicole doesn't make me a better person. I have to be mature about the situation and be the bigger person, just like my parents had taught me to do... but how can I not try to get back at Nicole and be a bit even?

I know, I know. I'm being all whiney and immature about it and it shouldn't make me feel better, but it does! I'll just find something that can knock Nicole down a knotch and make her realize what an absolute bitch she is. Okay, I may be a bigger one, but I couldn't let her hang my secret over my head and dangle it in mockery.

I shouldn't have been tagging along with them on their dates, but I was just used to always doing things with Chase all the time and you can't just change something overnight and expect everyone to be absolutely fine with it. Granted, it still didn't give me the right to cockblock and stuff, but he's just too important to me.

But still. I needed to get something on Nicole- something that she would fear of it spilling out and then having to promise to never say anything about my feelings for the blue-eyed boy next door. Not only would I keep her secret in, but I would also let go of my feelings for Chase, for good. It was a two for one deal and it may sound too good for her, but her keeping silent of my feelings for Chase was more than what I would ever ask her. I couldn't allow and I wouldn't allow for all those years of friendship to go down the drain because of my stupidity of falling in love with the person who has stuck with me for the longest time. Sometimes, I think that he has been with me more than my own parents have.

Me: I have another question

George: anything

Me: how good of a spy and detective are you?

George: any other spy and detective would be jealous

Me: great. Come over as soon  as you can

George: already in my car!

Me:... good...?

He's so strange...

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"So let's see," I began. "She helps out at shelters, homes, and orphanages. Has never gotten arrested or even a freaking detention slip!?" I exclaimed as I threw my hands in the air.

"And has never gotten below a B plus," George added as he stared at Nicole's records. Don't ask me how he got them because I spaced out after he clicked something about 'I have read and agree to the terms'.

"That's fricken impossible, George. No one is perfect, everyone has flaws and I may have the worst ones, but she has to have something," I insisted as I stared at my white ceiling while George clicked away on my desk.

"Wait! I think I found something. Take a look," George turned the laptop towards me and I sat up as I saw a picture of Nicole. I studied it.

"George that's just a picture of her with braces!"

"But, at least we know her teeth aren't naturally straight," he winked and I groaned. "I'm just kidding, look at what the name reads." I turned my attention back to the screen.

"Thirteen year-old Nancy Parker wins science fair prize at a school carnival." -Woodrow Middle School.

"That can't be right. Her name isn't Nancy Parker. Maybe they got it mixed up with someone else," I mumbled to George as I frowned in confusion.

"Maybe. Maybe not. I have to ask, why do you want to stalk Nicole anyways? She seems nice," George questioned.

"After all this time you've spent hacking into her records, you ask me now?" I answered him with a question.

"Yeah," he shrugged.

"It's a long story," I sighed as I plopped on my bed, my eyes focusing on Nancy Parker.

"I have time," he replied and turned to look at me.

I told him everything. I needed to let all these feelings bottled up, out in a way other than crying. He listened and I was glad that I wasn't alone.

George and I talked and talked and soon, it was already past midnight.

"You can stay in the spare room," I offered and he gave me a thankful smile. Before he shut my door, I called out to him.

"Oh and George? If you ask me if I love him, I'd lie," I warned out to him and he chuckled as he shook his head. After the familiar click of my door, I hugged my pillow and closed my eyes with only one name in mind.

Nancy Parker.

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**Author's Note**

Beautiful cover/banner to the side made by Mikkie_has_oreos . Thanks so much, love! And thank you all for your lovely comments on my previous chapters. Love ya!

-MariFer♥