Disclaimer- ......Nothings changed. Still don't own Stella Etc. Why don't you try sue me next chapter?

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"Amber," I sighed heavily. "I think your right."

"About what?" Amber asked, confused.

I sat down. "About everything."

Amber imeaditaly flopped down beside me, her gangly legs just about fitting under the table.

"You like TJ?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe."

Amber sighed. "You say I'm right, yet you deny everything when I ask you. Stella, you are confusing."

I looked at her carefully, twirling a fork between my fingers. "How do you know when you like some one?"

Amber beamed. "Follow me Stella!"

I followed my best friend into the steamy kitchen of The Hot Pepper Jelly, nearly walking inot various pots, and pans. Whatever Phil had done with the outside, he seriously needed to work on the kitchen...

Amber flipped open her laptop, and logged inot her email.

"How are your emails going to solve my problems?" I asked sceptically.

"Chain mail Stell," AMber murmered, lloking through her many pointless emails. "Don't you ever read it?"

"Not really.." I replied.

'Here!" Amber said truimphantly. "The twelve signs of falling in love!"

With that title? So not going to solve anything...

12. You'll read his/her IMS over and over again...

11. You'll walk really really slow while you're with him/her...

I barely got a chance to read the first two before Phils screaming interrupted.

"AMBER!" Phil yelled. "GET OUT HERE, NOW!

"Just email to yourself, you can read it at home." Amber said apologetically. "Just close my laptop when you're done."

I took a quick look at the list again as I waiting for the email to send. I never open chain mail. I never do. Even if its from TJ, or Rachel or Frankie or someone.

I just don't see the point...

I closed Amber's laptop, and walked out into the cool air of the cafe.

"Bye Amber!" I called as Amber rushed around, taking orders.

"Read it!" She managed to say before she was swallowed up my a hoard of hungry grannys.

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Theres nothing like a pair of tracksuits bottoms and half a litre of ice cream.

Oh, and a laptop which may contain the answers to my problem. Problems...

I opened the email, and began to read the list.

12. You'll read his/her IMS over and over again...
11. You'll walk really really slow while you're with him/her...
10. You'll feel shy whenever you're with him/her...
9. While thinking bout him/her...your heart will beat faster and faster...
8. By listening to his/her voice...you'll smile for no reason.
7. While looking at him/her..you cant see the other people around...you can only see that person...
6. You'll start listening to SLOW songs.
5. He/She becomes all you think about.
4. You'll get high just by their smell...
3. You'll realize that you're always smiling to yourself when you think about them..
2. You'll do anything for him/her...

I stopped reading here, realizing how true this chain mail was. Looking back on all the time I've been in Portbay, I could name out a time for every one of those things.

Like, in school, Rachel is always telling us to walk faster, or those times I feel myself blush when TJ walks up.

And slow songs? I'm listening to one right now. Meant for me, by Chrissy Chase if you must know.

I took a deep breath and read the last line.

1. While reading this, there was one person on your mind the whole time....

TJ...

I put down my spoon. It was a fact.

I was in love with my best boy mate.

And I had no idea what I was going to do about it...

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I snapped my phone shut, and sighed. It was the fifth time I've tryed to ring Rachel, and the fifth time I just got her voice mail.

I needed to talk to someone after my sudden discovery, and since Rachel seemed to have disapeared off the face of the planet...

Actually, I don't know what I was thinking, ringing Rcahel in the first place. She'd just laugh, and tell me there was better, taller guys out there that the hamster.

Rachel was someone you rang when you needed to bitch about someone, not when you just realized you have a crush on someone.

Amber was who I should have rang, but for some reason, I kept skipping past her number.

And Frankies.

I picked up my phone again, and found myself pressing the redial button.

"Rach?" I sighed into the phone. "Where are you?"

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"Stella! Breakfast!" Dad's voice interrupted my peaceful sleep, where I wasn;t in love with TJ, and being a teenager was a walk in the park.

I opened my eyes, and when they adjusted to the light, I saw my open laptop, and melted bowl of ice cream, and a very silent phone- a reminder of last night.

Stretching quickly, I took a quick look at my phone again before I mooched downstairs.

"Whats for-" I began, half yawning.

"Hey Stell!" Megan screamed, bouncing towards me.

I gave her a massive hug, really, really glad to see her.

"When did you get here?" I asked, beaming.

"This morning!" The human version of Tigger panted. "On the train! I'm staying with you for a while!"

I looked at Mum and Dad, who nodded.

"Yes! This is brilliant Meg!" I laughed, dragging my best friend to my room, all thoughts of breakfast forgotten.

As soon as we reached my room, Megan dumped her bag on the floor, and we both sat on the windowsil.

"Wow Stell, either you had a party, or a really bad night." Megan said, looking at the mess beside my bed.

"A bad night." I grimmanced.

"How bad?" Megan asked. "On a scale of one to ten?"

I stayed silent a second. "Nine point nine?"

"Ouch.." Megan said. "Whats wrong?"

I looked at Megan, her grey sweatpants and tigger t-shirt seemed so familiar.

And comforting.

"Megan, I think I like TJ." I blurted, as fast as I could.

Megan looked shocked for a second, then laughed.

"I wondered when you'd realize it!"

"Huh?" Was the intelligent answer I came up with.

"Stella, I always thought it was kinda obvious that you and TJ had a bit of a thing for each other."

I raised an eyebrow. Had a bit of a thing?

"Its more of a one way street." I sighed.

"Do tell!" Megan said eagerly.

I took a deep breath, and told her what little there was to tell- everything from meeting Alice, to my mini nervous breakdown to Alice 'claiming' TJ.

And of course, that stupid list.

Megan stayed silent for a second.

"Well, Alice is a right bitch."

I smiled. Thats exactly what I needed to hear.

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