Jimmy was having a party that Friday night, and half the school was invited, even Sean. Craig and I had talked about going together, but the night of the party, when I called, Joey said he had left already. I rolled my eyes and figured he had gone there with Sean. Those two had been spending a lot of time together lately. I almost considered the possibility that he had pulled a Marco and gone gay...but that thought disappeared as quickly as it had come.

So I dressed in a short, black skirt with a pair of heels. I borrowed mom's white blouse and curled my hair. Even if Craig had been a jerk to me lately, I wanted to look nice for him. So I talked Dylan into giving me a ride over to Jimmy's, telling him that I might not be home tonight. Craig and I had to work whatever was going on, and I planned on doing it--even if it took all night.

I walked into the party just as Spinner was leaving.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"Home. I have a headache." With that, he walked past me and out the door.

I shrugged and walked around, looking for Craig. I'd searched the house twice and came to the conclusion that he wasn't there. The music was so loud, blaring Avril Lavignes' 'My Happy Ending'. I opened the first door I came to and stopped dead in my tracks.

I'd found Craig alright...and I'd found Hazel, too. "What the hell is going on here?" I asked loudly.

They were on the bed, Craig's shirt was on the floor, as was Hazels'. My heart felt like a lump of coal, my lunge felt like they were filled with helium. My head was swirling.

"Paige..." was all they could say.

"Save it." I walked out, leaving them behind me. I should have known better than to trust him, I should have known better. He did the same thing to Ashley. And to Manny...what had made me think that I was different? Trust. He had made me trust him. And I had fallen for it. For him.

I ran out the door and down the street. I didn't know where I was going, I just had to get away from them. Tears fell down my cheeks. It felt like I had been walking for hours, days even, but I looked at my watch and it had only been ten minutes. I found myself on Spinners doorstep. The house was dark except for a light in Spinners room in the top part of the house. There were no cars in the driveway. I rang the doorbell and waited. I rang it again before Spinner finally came to the door.

"Paige, what's wrong?" He asked when he saw me.

I threw my arms around his neck and hugged him. "I'm so sorry I hurt you. I'm so, so sorry."

"You found out about Craig and Hazel didn't you?" he asked quietly, shutting the door behind us.

"You knew? Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, a little angered.

"Would you have believed me if I had tried?" he had a point. I probably wouldn't have believed him.

"I feel like I've been hit by a truck," I told him. "And I can't go home—it would hurt too much." I hugged him again.

He hugged me back, resting his hand on my hair and kissing the top of my head. "It's okay, Paige, he wasn't right for you, anyway."

Some how I found myself kissing his shoulder, his neck, his lips.I peeled his shirt off, tossing it to the floor.

"Paige, you don't want to do this..." Spinners voice was quivering. He wanted to...I knew he did.

"Yes I do," I said, pulling him up the stairs to his bedroom.

"Paige...I don't want you to regret this." He was trying so hard to control himself.

"I've never regretted anything that has to do with you." I kissed him again. "I need this, Spin. Make me feel better...like you used to."

He kissed me, gently at first then harder, more passionately. Being with Spinner-even though I knew the circumstances were wrong and that I was trying to get back at Craig--felt so right.