Episode 2: "Amara"

[Wendy Ann Beckett-Jolina]

Britney smiled decievingly at the crowd, shaking her butt as much as she was shaking her pompoms as she did the cheer routine that, as usual, she wrote. It was probably the easiest popularity boost ever to be a cheerleader, in her honest opinion. All she had to do was one little cheer and look cute, and she still got the attention she craved. All except from one person, that is.

The girl glared at Lola dangerously as she shamelessly hit on Nate, knowing that he was prone to being manipulated by pretty girls. Brit, of course, knew that he was truly hers (or so she liked to think), but she just couldn't stand the fact that she was taking Nate away from her. The routine ended quickly, and seeing that Nate had gone after Cole, she followed, giving a burning look of contempt towards the dark haired beauty.

"...and I was just wondering as to if there was anything I could do to help?" Britney slowly hesitantly walked towards the two, not even helping to wonder what the hell was going on with Cole, and not really caring to say the least. The only thing she was worried about was keeping her man.

"Where were you, sweetie? I was looking all over for you!" The teen pouted, hanging her hands on her hips, "Christian's out with a study group or something, so... Well, I have that huge house all alone... Maybe you'd like to come with me and make sure the maids... um... made the beds correctly?" It was obvious what Britney was referring to, but Nate still seemed a bit torn between having a good time and helping his friend, but was of no notice to Britney.

"Uh, I dunno, babe. I mean, I would any other night, but tonight... I ju-"

"I'm not wearing anything under my uniform right now..." She had no tact in saying this, her only goal being to get him to come with her, and seeing the way he stared at her clothes intently, she could tell it was working.

[GnomesAteMyCake]

Barely hiding a scoff at Brit's behaviour, Cole stamped his cigarette out violently before levelling a stare at the two. "Can you let 'Mara know that I'm going? I'm not feeling so hot."

"Cole, wha-?"

"Thanks dude, you're a legend," Cole said quickly over his shoulder as he started walking away, already tapping out another cigarette as he rounded the corner and slotted the white stick between his lips, fishing in his pocket for the lighter.

"Man, someone's being a bitch today!" Britnet practically shouted after Cole's retreating back, her hands planted on her hips as she scowled at him around Nate, who was also looking after his friend. "Well, at least now I have you all to myself," she purred, putting her hands on Nate's shoulders and pressing against him and looking up at his face, a seductive smile on her face.

Looking somewhat confused, Nate grabbed her wrists and took them off him before attempting to go after Cole. "Nate! What are you doing?!"

"I need to go after him, and see what the fuck has crawled up his ass," Nate said distractedly, shaking his arm out of her grip and practically running away from the blond, rounding the corner and charging up to his friend, grabbing the brunet's shoulder and spinning him around.

Cole's grey eyes were wide, the cigarette falling from his lips as he looked down at his slightly shorter friend, looking uncomfortable and...scared? "Cole, what the fuck is going on man? You haven't spoken to me in weeks, what gives?!"

"Nate, it's nothing-"

"Bullshit is it nothing! You're hiding shit from me, now spill it, 'cause you ain't going nowhere till I hear it from you!"