A.N: So here is my entry for Brennah and I's challenge Two is Better Than One! Thank you for all of the authors that are taking part in it. If you would like to do it, just go to the forums of this category and click on the first one that comes up. The rules are right there! My song is See U in the Dark by Honor Society. Haha, it's actually really PG-13. So as you can see, I cut lyrics out of the song. Go check out the song though, it's really, really good! And my Riley/KC fic will be up as soon as I finish it. It's not exactly the same writing as this one, but it's something you guys would never think. So enjoy !

You were always the girl
Who would give me girl advice
Whenever I needed it

My best friend in the world
My friends thought you were fine
But I was always denyin' it

Then one summer day
I saw you waiting by your swimming pool
And I was thinking damn you really changed
You're not the quiet girl I used to know

You opened up my eyes

She liked him.

He liked her back.

It was simple. But they were best friends...

It was like the feelings they felt were always ignored. Obviously, everyone knew it was there between them. But they had set that aside, never dealing with the obvious as they kept their friendship going. Everyone told both of them to make the first move, but both knew on the inside that it wasn't worth ruining their friendship...If it went bad.

They honestly didn't know if the other knew. Either way, it wouldn't matter...Or would it?

He couldn't keep his eyes from gazing when he went out to get the mail. Since his parents weren't home, he had been given the duty to collect the letters and bills, and other things things adults did. His parents wouldn't be home for the next week; they had trusted their fourteen (almost fifteen) year old son with the house.

It wasn't like he disliked getting the mail, it was just annoying to do so when you were already occupied. He had been cozy on the couch watching a movie when the mail truck had come. Sam knew to get it now, or he wouldn't remember to do it later.

Instead of using his front door, he used his back door since it was closest to the couch. Coming back from the journey of grabbing the papers out of the mail box, he heard a splash. It was a nice day out after all.

Usually, he wouldn't have looked. But it was a giggle that brought him to attention. The laughter sounded familiar.

In his neighborhood, the houses were back to back. So on his street, he had one neighbor to the left of him, and one to the right. But behind his house, another back yard was technically attached to his. And the neighbor who was directly behind him had two neighbors.

Out of his friends, Jackie lived the closest. She lived diagonally to the right of him, from his backyard. His eyes looked up, seeing the two girls having fun in her backyard.

By two girls, he meant KC and Jackie. Those two were so close, it was insane. You usually didn't see one with out the other. Believe him, he knew. Whenever he tried to be alone with her, KC was always by her side.

Sam couldn't help his jaw. It fell open, his eyes widening at almost the same instant. He had expected them to be in the water, doing some laps or playing a game of tag. Not laying temptingly on the beach chairs, soaking wet.

Of course, he was the younger one. A year and half to be exact. But he had always known her as a quiet girl. One who always listened to what others said, and waited to respond instead of starting the conversation. She had been shy, nothing like she was now.

He would go to her when he had crushes. Asking advice. On how to be a gentlemen. How to please. And what to do to make any girl happy. Of course, she had answered, almost amused he was coming to her.

Over the years, he had seen the change. As she got closer to KC, her personality grew. She became braver, and more outgoing. And a girl who was now interested in guys.

Well, she had been interested in guys for a few years now. That he didn't realize just now. It was something he really hadn't thought of, unless it had come to his attention.

Now thought, he had barely registered the fact that the mail was spread across his deck. Nothing else really came to him as he came to realize what he was doing.

All he could see was her. Not KC- Jackie. His eyes were focused, trailing down every curve that was exposed of her body.

He felt his face heat up in embarrassment as not-so-nice thoughts came to the front of his mind. But even he had to admit that it was so hard for even him not to think anything. How could he not?

Right now, he had the urge to run over there with everything he had and kiss her. To finally release the feeling that had been held inside of him for all of these years. Something that he was willing to let go, and hope that she felt the same way about him.

To feel her skin under his and the love he felt. Why couldn't they just be? Oh how he wished to have let out the feeling a while ago. To show that he would always be there for her. And that no other girl took his attention, but hers.

The sight of her intoxicated him. Like nothing else was coherent. Even though KC was right next to her, his eyes were on Jackie. To him, every part of her was perfect...

Riley and Zack had told him. Told him that she was fine, but still he didn't listen. They had tried to get him to realize his feelings and just say it already. Again and again, he also ignored them. After all, it wasn't them risking their friendship, was it? But in a way, it would affect all of them.

Even now, no words could describe her beauty. It was like she was torturing him for every time the moment had passed between them and they hadn't taken it any further. Just why? Yes, Sam was frozen. But if she had been right next to him, he was sure he would be the opposite from frozen...

He wouldn't be able to control himself. He was sure of that.

Now if that happened, he could only wish that she would feel the same back. That she would want that to happened...If anything happened between them.

But she had to feel it to. He was sure of it. Was it only him? That his eyes lit up and went to her everytime she entered a room. That his thoughts drifted. That sparks flew through his body when ever they touched. That his fantasies got the better of him...

And the fact that he finally realized that he wanted them to be something more?

Hit or Miss?