Notes:

Additional Cast:

Jessica Parker Kennedy as Sam Harris

Dominique Provost-Chalkley as Nicky Cooper

Grey Damon as Ashton Sanders

Keiynan Lonsdale as Vincent Brown

Natalie Hall as Brittany

Robin's POV

I wake up with a headache as predicted. I feel awful and there's a bitter taste on my mouth, courtesy of alcohol. I sit up stretching my arms letting the events of the night come back to mind.

After our visit to the center and the hug thing I have been avoiding to have an honest conversation with myself. I tried to keep myself busy those days, hence the outing with the guys last night, but that turned out to be the biggest failure of the week. I should probably blame the alcohol in me, for my slip last night right?

I guess now is the time to have this conversation. Ok. Let's play the scenes in my head.

I admit that when I first saw her in class I thought she was very pretty..like magazine beauty, pretty....but....the moment she said all those things it was a turn off.

Second time at the cafe her presence surprised me and I was still bitter, but she was pretty that day....then in class the way she got panicked when she missed the slides...her panicked state was cute and because I am a good person I helped her.

At the party, she also looked beautiful.The way her hair were down..and she was a really cute drank..I helped her because as women we should help each other and because I felt bad about the things I said....and then in my bed, helping her out..it felt weird because I was undressing a stranger, that's why I felt weird..right? Or the moment I touched her shoulder...that was not me liking her sexually right?? Noooo definitely not...right?

But after that....getting to know her, misunderstandings behind, it was nice...she is a dork, a really really cute dork..and funny as well, sassy and smart too...and the way she looks with her glasses..it's just so cute! All those texts and the things I got to know about her? She is a nice person..no, she is Miss perfect!

Ok so far what I feel is completely platonic right? I just appreciate her as a person, as a friend... all people find their friends cute and perfect, right? I mean I would never call Sam cute but Sophie is...yes that is a totally innocent appreciation, nothing more.

And the thing after the youth center? I was just surprised she hugged me..that's why my heart was beating fast and I spaced out..I was startled..not feeling anything rather than platonic.. that's what happens when someone surprises you, am I right? Yes, I am...it has nothing to do with how good it felt to be in her arms..I am a cuddly person, Sam hugs me all the time, no big deal.

Soooo.....now that I know that this just platonic and I feel nothing for Sophie let's go back to last night...in my defense I was drunk. And it made me say Sophie's name because Sara...Sonia? Yeah sonia, was a brunette, like Sophie and Sam and a dozen other friends I have. Saying Sophie's name was random. I could have said Sam, or Violet ! I was in no way thinking about her curly hair, or her bright green eyes that remind me of forest in spring..or her kissable lips..gosh they are so kissable, though, like, they look soft like pillows and sweet like marshmallows...I wish I could just.......

OH God.......how did I miss it? Seriously how oblivious am I ? Fuck.. I like her...fuck.

I get up and start pacing my room...I can not like her...no. She is my friend, who is straight. She is my straight friend.There is no way something could happen between us no matter how much I might want to. No! She is straight. Forbidden territory, too much trouble. Stop thinking about it. It will never happen so you Robin, you horny lesbian, need to see her as a friend.I want to be her friend and her friend only. I am not some horny person, I can switch off the things I feel. Sophie is an interesting person, sweet and innocent and I will not lose this friendship over something that will never happen. Plus, after Nat, I promised myself would stay away from relationships till I was ready to do it again, or if I have found the right person. Sooooo. No, this ends here.

This is the decision I make. I say nothing, do nothing. But what if there's a chance? What if Sophie is that person... It feels like she is.I think I want to test my heart with her again, she is so perfect...no no I need to forget about it. I need something to wake me up for good....Sam! Sam will slap me out of it. I grab my phone to call her. After 3 rings she answers.

"Yo, bitch get your ass here now. I need to talk to you." I say before she says anything and hung up. She can't say no, so she will come.

And she is here along with Nicky. We are sitting on our couch drinking the coffee she got for us from Starbucks. She sits next to me while Nicky sits behind her with her head on Sam's shoulder looking sleepy. I can also see a few hickies on Sam's collarbone. That bitch is getting lucky while I am going crazy! Where is her solidarity?

"Ok talk and talk fast because we are both tired from last night. We need to go back to sleep. So what's gotten into your hoo ha?" She is giving me a pissed looked, which is going to be ever worse once I tell her.

"Ok I want you to remember that I am your friend and that if I die mysteriously, a lot of people will look for me." she nods confused and I continue. "I .......I think I like someone." I say and she jumps off the couch.

"Really? Omg this is great! Who is it? Do I know her? Ohhhh we can double date!" she says enthusiastically clapping her hands. "Well who is it?" She looks at me and so is Nicky who seems wide awake now. I lower my head and kind whisper?

"Sophie." I say hoping she didn't hear me.

"I am sorry what? I didn't hear you very well, I thought you said Sophie." I raise my head to meet her eyes and her jaw drops. She stays quiet for a while while Nicky is smiling.Why is she smiling? Then Sam speaks "Are you high?" I shake my head. "Are you sick?" I shake no again. "Then you must be stupid, because there is no way a smart person would ever like her. Like hell Robin! What the fuck?" she seems and is angry. There is nothing I can do but to tell her about last night and in summary what I was thinking. She is gonna kill me for sure..... Once I am done she speaks again and I expect the worse.

"So you are saying that you like Sophie. The girl that has been an ashole to you and made you lose it to the point I had to come and calm you down...that Sophie. Jesus Ro are you a moron? She is straight and a bitch! She is straight up bitch. I told you this the moment you told me she apologised and that you guys are friends now, that it would be a disaster. You don't get to be friends with people who snap at you and call you a perv, but no, you had to befriend her. And what happened? You fall for her. How fucking cliche are you?"

"She is not a bitch ok? She is a good person Sam, you don't know her. It was a misunderstanding, I told you! And I can't help how I feel. I think I do like her Sam and I don't know what to do. Do I tell her?" I ask hoping they would help.

"What? No, you do not. Don't be stupid!" She raises her hand on air but thankfully Nicky speaks.

"Babe, I don't think being offensive is good right now." Sam looks at her and then at me. She sighs and puts her hand on my shoulder.

"Sorry I snapped, but Nicky is right, so let's see things through. You sure you like her? And by that I mean, do you wanna get familiar with her hoo ha?" She asks and I am sure that I blushed. I do not blush..

"Um...I...maybe?" She is giving me an -are you kidding me right now- look.... "Yes ok. I like her like that, but not just like that you know? I am content with just being around her. She is awesome." I say and her jaw is dropped again.

"Oh my god that was so cheesy I want to puke. Seriously? You are in too deep! Oh my god..the end is near." She says crossing her arms and I puff.

"I didn't call you here to make fun of me ok? I need your advice because you are my friend, so cut the crap." I say pissed. She takes a few minutes to gather her thoughts.

"Well my advice is this: do not do anything. Like I said, bitch or not, she is straight. It's never going to happen and as your friend I don't want you to suffer, so find another girl to pass your time, maybe the girl that gave you that massive hickey even, and who knows, maybe it's just a 24 hour thing and tomorrow you'll wake up over her. I don't know what else to tell you." I nod feeling awful....

Nicky reaches for my hand and strokes it gently. I look at her and with a calm voice she says "I know this isn't what you want to hear and I don't know you as much as Sam does, but she is right..not the bitch thing..I don't think she is a bad person either...but if you like her and say anything to her...it will ruin your friendship..you will feel awful about it, things will get awkward between you two and there is a change you guys won't talk again..so in this case...choose friendship..It's safer for you."

I lower my head wiping the tears from the corner of my eyes..she is right...Sophie will never like me like that and if I say something, everything will end. I can't lose her friendship. I will not.

With a heavy heart I hug both of them as they leave the house. I go back upstairs and though I will never admit this to anyone, I spent the day sulking, listening to break up songs and occasionally crying. All I think is how I am going to face her tomorrow pretending I don't feel the things I feel. I only pray that this will pass soon.

Sophie's POV

I am waiting for Ro, sitting on the bench in front of the college's yard so that we can go to our morning class. I haven't slept very well this weekend and I feel like a corpse. When Joss came home Saturday morning doing the walk of shame again I laughed my butt out mocking him and his hungover state. I made him pancakes that we ate together talking about his night with the guys... and Robin. Throughout the convo I made him no mind, cause he gets really graphic with his descriptions and it's too early for my pretty little ears. But the moment he mentioned Robin, I focused on him with curiosity. I wish I hadn't though. "Dude Robin has game! You should have seen her with that girl. She was starstruck by her, all blushing and giggling. Dude she turnt that girl into mush. I saw her leave with her at the end of the night. I bet she got lucky!" suddenly I felt sick to my stomach and I dropped my fork leaving my food unfinished. I went to the bathroom but nothing. I sat down bringing my feet to my jaw and taking deep breathes. I couldn't understand what was going on. The thought of Robin with another girl gave me an unsettling feeling deep inside. I spend the weekend trying to figure out what it was but I came up with no answer. Could it be the fact that it was a girl she was kissing? It can't be that...I saw girls together at the gathering but I didn't feel that way when I saw them going at it. But why would it bother me if Robin was kissing another person? It just doesn't make any sense...

"Boo!" I jump off my sit yelping.

"Roooooooo, you scared me!"

She laughs holding her stomach as she sits next to me. "Good morning Sophie." She says and offers me a cup of coffee from starbucks. "Here I got you coffee and...." She searches her bag and puts out a cookie "...a cookie."

I take it feeling a warm sensation. She got me breakfast.. I thank her and take a bite of the cookie.

"Cookie good?" She asks as I chew and swallow. She has a look on her face I can't decipher.

"Want some?" I am about to cut a piece of the cookie and give it to her but she beats me to it and marches her head towards my hand, taking a bite, a huge one.

I am stunned. If it was someone else doing that I would either swear at them for intruding my personal boundaries without my permission, or I would throw the cookie, because I don't like people messing with my food. I don't even drink something from my brothers glass and WE are family! I don't share cutlery! But for some reason what Robin did made me laugh. This time I don't throw the cookie away and I don't feel angry at her. Instead I continue to eat the cookie and drink my coffee. But she gets really quiet after that. She also looks uncomfortable and I can't help but wonder why. She is usually chill. After a deafening 2 minute silence, she is the one to break it.

"Come on your highness, we are gonna be late." She gets up leading the way. She is wearing denim boyfriend jeans, red chucks, a black bottom-up and her leather jacket along with a grey scarf, looking badass as usual, while I look "Republican" as she calls me, even though I am not. I mean I support the economic ideas nothing else. Actually with a democratic dad and republican mom and grandparents I am kinda in the middle I guess.

We make it to class only 4 minutes late, but for the first time in my life I don't think I care much. We sit next to each other and pay attention to class and take notes. After a while though Robin must have gotten warm because she is discarding her scarf and then her jacket. Ah she moves around her seat, her mango shampoo hits my senses. The smell makes me grin and I turn to face her and ask her where she got it from, but when my eyes land on her neck my world comes crashing down. She was sporting an angry purple mark the size of a coin give or take. My eyes stay glued there while my body experiences some feelings unknown to me so far, but my imagination doesn't have to run wild for me to know what some of the things I feel are: jealousy mixed with sadness and anger.

Now, I have been jealous in my life, as has every living human, but never to that intensity and only for academic reasons. This jealousy though, is of a different kind, whose source is not my competitiveness but my feelings. Jealousy not because someone got a better grade, or got to be the valedictorian...no... jealousy because someone else got to be near Her and touch her like that, and mark her.

Sad... I have felt from times to times.. when I got a bad grade, when Joss wouldn't speak to me after a stupid fight, when mother would not join us for movie night or scold me for painting and when Ben was born because I stupidly thought they would stop loving me as much. But this sadness has no reason to exist, Robin is not my anything, she is a person I just met, so how can she make me sad?

And anger.... is an emotion I rarely indulged with, I find it draining and unfitting of my character so my outbreaks are limited. Today though I am beyond my limit, for a number of unreasonable thoughts: how could she be so slutty, letting girls she just met do that? How could she be a player like Joss, hooking up with different girls every chance she gets? Is this who she really is? How could she treat people like that, acting like she owns the place? This is so beneath her and the image of her I had in my head is now ruined and I'm left with disappointment.

But in my frenzy state I make out one thing: I have seen Joss with plenty of girls, sporting massive hickies on his neck, but never once I felt this angry and disappointed in someone. I never once cared that he was hooking up with unknown girls night after night, or flirted with them being his usual self and I never blamed him for being a man-whore treating girls like that. I never got this sad and bitter and frustrated by it, so why do I feel like this right now?As I recall the morning after the game party and the shallowness I felt when I heard about Robin and the girl, my mind clicks and a realization hits me: I like her.

At that moment everything changed.

Vanessa's POV

Do you ever have the feeling the whole world has put an insanely well schemed prank on you? Starting from the moment I left the dorms and Frank the porter asked me if I went to the game. Then, at the coffee shop with the endless queue, when all everybody in front and behind me could talk about was how amazing our team is this year and how lucky we are to have such a talent as Nathan Parker. I blame myself for forcing me to keep buying coffee every morning even though I still don't like it that much. After achieving to get my order, I walk past the stands where some sorority girls treat the passers-by with homemade cupcakes to celebrate the great start of the season. I refuse to take one as politely as I can and keep walking. By the time I arrive at the paper's office I have seen at least 10 posters spread on the campus' walls thanking and glorifying the team for a thrilling victory. Finally, I am at my safe harbor. There's one thing I'm excited about today and that's our first issue. Ashton and Vincent have just started printing. I greet them both with a big smile. I can't wait to see my name on the paper.

"Good morning, Vanessa. What an honor to have you here so early." Ashton greets me with a grin.

"I thought you could use a hand. I hope I'm not interrupting. I haven't really asked a permission to be here..." They could have a ritual or something.

"How many times do I have to repeat that I am always happy to see you?" he places his hand on my shoulder. "It isn't your responsibility to be here but you have every right to. Other than that, we had everything already ready by Friday. Vincent's part was the only one missing but he got us a great interview that we just added to the final edition."

I exhale. Ashton has a way to calm me down since day one. The first copy is now in Vincent's hands.

"Ready to see your name on print, journalist?" he handles it to me with a cocky smile.

"100%! Thank you Vincent." I am overwhelmed with enthusiasm as I take it in my own hands. I believe my enthusiasm lasted less than 5 seconds due to Nathan's picture taking over the half of the cover. I guess the prank is still on even at the most unexpected places.

"You like it?" Vincent waits for my opinion since his article is actually on the front page.

"Umm...Yeah, of course! I didn't know you covered the basketball game..."

"It's practically the only sports thing well-covering. All the other teams are pretty lame this year."

"Sucks but true." Ashton adds. "Not to say sports sell, so let's hope the basketball team does well so we can take advantage of that."

"Nathan Parker will make sure of that, Ashton. I am telling you he has great potential." Vincent remarks raising his eyebrows.

"From what I can say from your interview, he seems down to earth too." Ashton states while nodding his head.

"You interviewed him?" I interrupt the hymn to the so down to earth Nathan.

"Yes, page 10. It says it on the cover, Vanessa." Vincent says with pride.

"Oh, yes...Um, I'm going to take a look at it back at the dorms. I just remembered my roommate needs my help with something." I lie. Alice is still on cloud nine as usual but if I stay another minute in here, I think I might explode.

"Have fun reading your first paper!" Oh, dear Ashton, this isn't going to be fun. I mumble goodbye and I am out.

I am going to stay all day in my room, yes that's what I'm going to do. I'm about to open the door when Brittany from the room next door greets me good morning. I greet her back, she's been a lovely neighbor to me and Alice, being super understanding everytime we watch our shows and comment a little louder than we should.

"Hey, is that Nathan Parker?" Not you too, Brittany.

"You know him too?" You gotta be kidding me.

"Who doesn't? He slayed the Timberwolves on Friday and he will give us the trophy this year. Plus, he's hot as fuck. Can I see the paper? Well, actually everything that involves him." She giggles.

"Sorry, this copy is only for the staff. It will be out for the public in a couple hours."

I unlock the door and get in my room. I am so staying in today. Alice is still sleeping. I take off my shoes and sit on the bed. Page 10, let's see.

With a past to be ashamed of, Warriors welcomed the Timberwolves last Friday for the first game of the season and from what they have already showed us, there is no place for shame in their future. Our team notched a huge victory and all the whispers were certified. Nathan Parker has made the wildest of our dreams come true.

Has Nathan payed Vincent for writing all these compliments? He goes on like these for 4-5 lines before the interview starts. I think I'm going to throw up.

Vincent Brown: So Nathan, congratulations for an amazing game, what an awesome way to kick off the season! The Timberwolves are a great team but that didn't seem to be a problem for you tonight.

Nathan Parker: The Timberwolves have tradition in basketball and yes, they are a great team. But I love challenges. They were a hard opponent for us considering it is the start of the season but we stayed focused on the court and gave our very best.

V.B.: You certainly did that for almost 30 minutes! You were the first scorer and you justified every single person who expected the world from you!

N.P.: I just play basketball and try to put my 110% for the team.

V.B.: But you are the main reason of this huge victory! We won the Timberwolves with a difference of 25 points. A year ago, that would be an impossible task.

N.P.: That's why we're here for. To make the impossible, possible. I'm glad I helped my team to do that.

V.B.: There has been much anticipation around your name and it can be proven by the amount of people who showed up to watch the game, something that hasn't happened before. What do you want to say to those people?

N.P.: I want to thank them really. The energy was amazing. I didn't expect to see so many people. Hopefully, next time the court will be full.

V.B.: I think you made sure of that. Last, how are you going to celebrate tonight?

N.P.: I think this requires a big celebration with good company. I worked hard, as the rest of the team did too, and I believe it's well-deserved.

V.B.: We all believe it too. Congratulations once again Nathan! Have fun tonight!

N.P.: Thank you.

Did Vincent fall for this well-played act? He loves challenges and will celebrate with good company. Of course he can't name the entire cheerleading team, I doubt he even remembers their names! I toss the paper on the floor and lay on the bed. Maybe if I close my eyes I will forget about Nathan rising star Parker and how much I want to punch him in the face.

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