tori: hey kc. do you think you can meet me around 7 tomorrow at the gym?

tori: i'll do whatever you want me to i just need to get out some stress.

Jenna woke up, her head pounding, feeling a massive hangover as she tried to adjust to the brightness in the room. She could feel somebody sleeping next to her on the bed, but she couldn’t remember who it was, or where she even was. She was too concentrated on her pounding headache, and trying not to throw up. She remembered being somewhere with lots of lights, and a boy, but it only came to her in flashes. The rest of it was just all blurry and tangled together. She turned over and saw KC laying in bed next to her, and her eyes widened. What the hell was she doing in bed with KC Guthrie of all people? She sat up and kicked him, lightly, but with enough force to hopefully wake him up but to not injure him. That was the last thing she needed, for him to blame her for needing to sit out of football or soccer or whatever sport it was he was in. But then all of a sudden her eyes caught something on her left finger. A ring. “Holy shit,” she exclaimed.

Zoe Rivas: I hope it's cool that I bid on you. I mean, it's too late to take it back now, but if you don't want to go I can't force you. I know our relationship or lack thereof, hasn't been the easiest. I'd like to go though.. I miss you.