He's silent.

     "Will?"

     "Yeah."

     "What do you think?"

     "I think....." He starts, "I think I'm in like with you."

     I frown, "What?"

     "I think I like you too. Scratch that. I KNOW I like you. But I also think you should do what you want. With you, there's a story behind your eyes, and I don't want it to be a sad one."

     "You....." I mumble.

    "I read your texts over and over again, I walk really slow when I'm with you, I'm kind of shy around you, my heart beats faster when I'm around you and when I hear your voice I just smile for no reason." He blurts it all out quickly.

     Now it's my turn to be silent. I smile and look at the floor as he catches his breath.

     "Did I just say all that out loud?"

     "Yes, you did." I grin.

     "Darn it."

     "It's okay. It was sweet." I smile.

     "Sidney?"

    "Yeah?"

     "Don't date him."

     I pause, "I'll see what I do."

     "Okay."

     I sigh, "I've got to go. Pack. I leave tomorrow for Percy's wedding."

     "Okay. Good luck to Percy."

     "Okay. Bye."

     "Bye."

     :     :     :     :     :

     "He did WHAT!?!?!" Rhea exclaims.

     Marybel screams, "Oh, my gosh!"

     "Did you say yes?" Poppy asks, leaning forward.

     "Well, not yet." I say, smiling a little.

     "Are you going to?" Rhea asks, excitedly.

     "I don't know." I shake my head.

     "Um, I would think him asking you to be his girlfriend would be like asking me if I wanted food." Poppy says, shrugging.

     "Well, I haven't made up my mind yet." I say. 

     "What's to make up?" Marybel asks, "Do you like him?"

     "Of course I like him.  Why else would I have gone out with him?" I squint.

     She shrugs, "Maybe the two of you were hooking up."

     "EW!" Poppy and I exclaim at the same time.

     Rhea looks unphased, "Because of Will, right? You like Will better don't you."

     "Ooooo."

     "Oh, yeah, Will."

     "Will's got that sweet stuff, right?" Marybel says.

     "He's cute." Poppy says.

     "I bet he knows he's cute, don't cha think?" Marybel giggles.

     "Uh-huh." Poppy agrees.

     "He's actually kinda homely." Rhea mutters.

     "YOU'RE KINDA HOMELY!" Marybel yells, obviously offended.

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