Over and over the blonde's hands ran over her stomach, trying to smooth the shirt down. It had been only a month and a half since she had slept with him, but she couldn't help but feel she was getting huge. Serena was still the only one that knew she was pregnant, but she knew that she'd have to tell either her mother or her father. She knew that she didn't parental permission to get the abortion, but she knew that when she did it, she was going to need someone with her. Or maybe she could just tell Dan. He at least knew that Jenny had sex with Chuck and she wouldn't have to endure the disappointment from her parents. But he had been so wrapped up in Blair lately that she was surprised he even came home. It was like he was a completely different Dan. He had a social life now, and more friends, and while she had a feeling this was Blair's doing, he seemed to be converting to the lifestyle none the less, despite the hate he had once held for it.

"Jenny," Dan called from the front room , "if you don't hurry up, we're going to be late for school."

"Go ahead without me," she called back, "I have to change…"

Chuck looked in the mirror and straightened the monogrammed scarf around his neck. He barely even recognized his reflection anymore. Before that stupid experiment, he had been fun loving womanizer, but then he had to go and try to seduce Jenny only to find that he had fallen for her, and hard. He never meant to, and of all people, he never thought little Jenny Humphrey would be his downfall. With a sigh he grabbed up the bag and headed down to his limo. Once again he would go to school, feeling like a complete and total zombie as he sat through class, staring out the window, hoping just to catch a glimpse of the blond. But he hadn't seen her since the day they left the apartment. It was like she was avoiding him. Chuck didn't even see her in the courtyard when he got to school, and even when he'd be around Blair with her new boy toy hanging all over her, she would be no where in sight.

"Looking for someone Chuck," came a voice in his ear as he stood in the courtyard.

He turned to look at Serena, who had recently moved into a larger suite with him, their parents insisting their families merge.

"Not anymore dear sister," he said with a soft smirk.

The blonde groaned and his smirk grew wider.

"I swear if I have to tell you one more time not to call me that…"

"Is there something you wanted," he asked, already bored with her idle threats.

It was Serena's turn to smirk, "just to tell you that Dan's already here and Jenny wasn't with him. So either she's not coming to school today, or she's late…again."

He raised his eyebrow, "and what makes you think I care at all about the littlest Humphrey?"

She shrugged and started to walk past him to find Nate when she paused by his side, "you've been standing here every day since we got back to school looking for her. Maybe it's time to realize that you're looking in the wrong place Chuck. She doesn't want you to find her, but when has that ever stopped you from looking where you aren't welcome?"

Jenny had seen him. God, she had seen him every day, and every single day that she did, she felt this burning sensation deep in the pit of her stomach. A part of her had convinced herself that it was the baby causing that, the morning sickness, but how long could she keep lying to herself?

That morning when she had gotten to school, a bit later than normal, she saw him standing there, his eyes gazing around. She could only wonder who he was looking for, but when him staring so intensively at the student body, she had a feeling that if she tried to slip past him as usual, he'd spot her. So, she waited outside the school gates until the bell rang, swearing under her breath. Jenny was going to get a detention slip for being late…all this for a boy, it was pathetic.

He looked for her at lunch too; he was disappointed when he didn't see her. But, that was how it had been for the past month, so Chuck simply pulled out a joint and headed to the outside wall. Lighting up, he tried to forget about the blond. She was obviously avoiding him for a reason, but maybe Serena had been right. If he wanted to find her so badly there was nothing actually stopping him. And that's when the teacher came out, saw him smoking the blunt and angrily slapped him with a detention after school.

She was there a few minutes before she was supposed to be and in an effort to avoid the usual crowd, she took the table in the back corner and pulled out her sketch pads and pencils, letting her hands fly effortlessly across the paper.

And, as usual, Chuck Bass walked in late to detention, tossing a fifty dollar bill on the desk for the teacher watching over it to keep her mouth shut. Looking towards the crowd that was in there, he got a few head jerks from some of the stoners and a few flirtatious eye bats from the couple of girls, but there was one girl he noticed not looking at him. It intrigued him that someone wasn't actually paying attention so he headed for the back table, sliding into the seat beside her.

Jenny stiffened slightly the moment he had taken a seat next to her. His scent overwhelmed him, and she wondered if he had realized if it was even her he had sat next to. She knew that she looked a bit different after getting her hair cut short, a bit edgier after bleaching it a bit more and adding bangs, but wouldn't he have recognized her.

Making sure her hair hid the side of her face, Jenny's eyes looked back at her sketchbook and she picked up the pencil again and started to color in the red of the dress. But suddenly the pad was swiped out from under her, as Chuck's eyes peered at it curiously.

"Did you draw this," he asked, trying to make conversation, "it's not half bad. Are you making it for yourself? Because I honestly have to tell you that the dress would probably look much better off of you," he said whispering in her ear.

Her cheeks flamed slightly as her hand groped for the sketch book, but he held it down away from her and she felt her hand brush up against his groin.

"Slow down baby," he cooed, and she could hear the smirk in his voice, "there will be plenty of time for that later."

With a final effort she ripped the book from his hand, closing it and resting her head down against it, her face turned towards the window and away from him.

Chuck sighed. Apparently he wasn't having too much luck with the ladies these days, not since Jenny.

"Do you speak," he shot at her, "do you even know how to formulate a sentence?"

But all he got was silence, "great, I have to sit next to the one girl who won't speak to me," he muttered, "like I don't get that enough from Jenny."

Tears stung the corners of her eyes as she heard him mention her name, but she just closed her eyes, wishing for the end of the hour. And it came slowly, and when it ended, in an effort to avoid Chuck, she packed her things up slowly.

He wanted to see what she looked like. Her body was fine, but Chuck wanted to see her face and see if she was worth the effort, so he waited. He leaned back against the gates, his limo just across from him when the blond came rushing out. Still, all he saw was the back of her, and her clutching the sketch book.

"Where are you," she muttered under her breath stomping her foot as she looked around for her brother.

He was supposed to take her to the doctor for what she had told him was her routine health check up, but in all actuality, it was a check up for the baby.

Suddenly she felt a hand close around her wrist and she sucked in a sharp breath, "looking for me," Chuck whispered in her ear.

Quickly Jenny pulled her hand away, done trying to hide herself from him.

"No actually I wasn't Chuck," she snapped, finally turning to face him, "actually I've been avoiding you, so why can't you just leave me in peace?"

He stared stunned. The blond had been Jenny the entire time? But…no wonder he hadn't been seeing her around. He had been looking for her long blond locks; it never occurred to him that she might have changed her hair in the past few weeks.

"That was you in there…I thought Humphrey's never got detention."

"Yeah, well that's what happens when you're late to school," she muttered as her eyes once more looked around for her brother.

"You changed your hair," he said softly, reaching out and touching it softly only to have her jerk away, "I like it," he added softly.

Jenny peered at him curiously. After reading that letter from he that he had written on the last day of the experiment, she knew that he was being relatively serious.

"What do you want Chuck," she asked in a small voice.

"I want to talk," he answered.

Sighing she looked at her cell phone knowing that if she tried to walk to the doctor's office now she'd be late and would have to reschedule.

"Fine," Jenny finally said, trying to ignore his beaming face, "but before we do I need you to take me somewhere first," she said nodding towards the limo.