Chapter Ten Whitney: "And 5 and 6 and 7 and 8. Good." I turned off the music. "Listen,guys, I know we didn't get a lot done today but that's it. Prepare for a long good practice tomorrow." Everyone relaxed and began to pick up their things. After they started to clear our Abs made his way over to me.    "Hey, can we talk?" he asked.    "I guess we'll have to sooner or later," I replied, sliding up on the nearby table.    "Look, you know nothing happened last night," he said, setting his bag down.    "Yeah, why would there have?" I frowned.    "I'm just saying, you and I know nothing happened but no one else does. What happens-" he stopped as he looked around the studio. Only Ritchie and Amanda were left, talking to each other. He lowered his voice. "What if someone like Dom finds out? He's not going to just think we stayed up talking and watching TV like we did."    "No one is going to find out," I whispered. "I guarentee it."    "How can you say that?!" he exclaimed. Ritchie looked over in our direction for a second then back to Amanda.    "Just trust me," I said, getting off the table. "And stop worrying about it." With that, I left the studio and headed home. Nikki: I got about halfway out to my car when I realized I left my jacket inside. I turned around and headed back in just as Whitney was coming out. I hesistated, going to congratulate her on the wicked job she'd been doing, but remembered the last time we exchanged words it wasn't pretty, so I stopped. I walked in and spotted Ritchie and Amanda, but they didn't see me. I grabbed my jacket and picked upa  bit of their conversation as I passed.    "Ritchie we'll have to go to that club again. You wouldn't believe how much fun I had last night." Amanda said in a low voice.    "Me too, you're an incredible dancer," he mumbled back. I stopped. Last night? Last night as in the night I was supposed to be spending with him? I quickly made my way over to them.    "Ni-nik," Ritchie squeaked.    "So you had fun last night, huh?" I asked Amanda. She gave me a questioning look. "I thought I would too." I slapped Ritchie across the face and he reached up to touch it.    "Dammit Nikki, what's your problem?" he yelled.    "Have you been kissing her like you have me?" I asked sharply. Amanda's mouth dropped. "Forget that invitation making up for last night. You make me sick." I stormed out of the studio, furious. Chapter Eleven...