Hi all. I managed to squeeze another chapter out this weekend. Unfortunately, I probably won't be able to finish another one until next weekend (I'll try, though.). Still, I hope you enjoy. This one is from Matthew's point of view. BTW, I'm not a huge Clint fan, but I thought this time we'd use his powers for good. Replies are appreciated.

Chapter 2 – Over the Moon

Matthew rested his head on his desk, something he shouldn't do at work. Still, he couldn't help it. His stomach was in a million knots and there was one person to blame: his best friend, Destiny Evans. Sure, things were awful at home. His dad had taken up residence at the Palace hotel after Matthew revealed to his mom that his dad had an affair with Inez Salinger. His mother was crushed and he hated seeing her that way. Even still, Destiny's silence made everything seem worse because she was typically his sounding board. And now, since he'd kissed her the night before, she hadn't returned his two calls or the three texts he'd sent.

"Matthew, are you alright, son?" His Uncle Clint entered the room. "You look sick."

"I'm fine." Matthew lifted his head and straightened his back until he reclined slightly in his office chair. "Yesterday was kind of a rough day."

"What happened?"

Matthew recounted the confrontation between himself and his parents, including the details about his dad moving out. Then he paused.

Clint immediately picked up on his hesitation. "You sure you're only bothered by what's going on with your parents."

"There is something else…it's Destiny." Normally, he'd talk to his dad or his brother, David, about what happened between he and Des, but David was in California and he wasn't speaking to his dad.

"Is she okay, son? I ran into her in Angel Square yesterday."

"I did, too, right after her boyfriend broke up with her." He tugged on his lip, the way he did whenever he was in deep thought. "The weird thing was that I was kind of glad she and Darren broke up."

"You were?" Clint moved to the other side of his desk and sat in one of the chairs. "Is that because you finally figured out the obvious?"

"The obvious?" Matthew raised an eyebrow at his uncle's statement.

"Come on Matthew, it's clear that you're over the moon for that girl. You spend every minute that you're not here or at school with her. You're constantly worried about her and your whole face lights up whenever she calls." One thing his uncle never did was mince words. "Did you finally figure out that you're crazy about that little filly?"

A filly. The word made him smile. It was something only his Grandpa Asa or his Uncle Clint would call a woman. He missed his grandpa. For a second, he thought about his uncle's words. Was he in love with Destiny? He definitely had feelings for her that extended beyond their close friendship. He hated when she talked to Inez's son, Nate Salinger and he loved when she decided to share her feelings with him instead of her boyfriend, Darren. And if he had the free time to spend the day with anyone, he would always choose her. "Yeah, I think I finally figured it out."

"Good man." His uncle slapped his knee and smiled. "I like that young woman. She's got spunk. You're grandpa would have liked her, too."

"I know." In the back of Matthew's mind, he always suspected that Grandpa Asa sent Destiny to him. When he was paralyzed he'd asked his dearly departed grandpa for a sign that everything would be okay; Destiny entered the room a split second later.

"So, now that you've figured it out? What are you going to do about it?"

"Unfortunately, I think I already messed things up." Matthew's eyes strayed toward his cell phone that still indicated he had no new messages.

"How? When I saw Destiny this afternoon, it was obvious she cared about you."

"What did she say?" Matthew felt himself perk up a bit.

"Just that she was worried about you."

"Oh." He expected Destiny to worry about him; after all, she was his best friend. "That was before I kissed her. I think it kind of freaked her out. I mean she'd only been broken up with Darren for like an hour. Maybe it was too soon."

"Hogwash!" His uncle stood up and moved to Matthew's side of the desk. "You're a Buchanan. You go after what you want. Destiny knows that about you. It's probably one of the things she likes about you."

"I don't know Uncle Clint, Destiny told me she loved me last year and I told her that I only wanted to be friends. Maybe she doesn't want to be with me anymore. I should probably give her some space."

"You sit around here "giving her some space and you might miss your chance. You know, when I saw her today, she was also told me she was worried about her friend, Nate Salinger. Let's hope he doesn't decide he wants to be with Destiny. You know the Salingers take what they want. I'd hate to see you lose the girl you're supposed to be with to Nate." Clint smacked him on the back. "No, I won't have it. You want Destiny; you go tell her how you feel. Take the rest of the day off."

Matthew watched as his uncle left his office. Maybe there was some truth to what he'd said. Not about Nate, even though he wouldn't put it past Nate to put the moves on Destiny. After all, he'd tried to at Destiny's birthday party the second Dani was gone. Matthew still remembered the anger he felt when he saw Nate with his hands all over Destiny. Still, Nate was Dani's boyfriend and Dani was Destiny's other best friend. No matter what Nate tried, Destiny would shoot him down. But Uncle Clint was right; he should talk to Des sooner rather than later.

When he left the office, he stopped by Destiny's but her brother, Shaun, said she wasn't home. She was at the Buenos Dias where he headed immediately. When he got there, he didn't like what he saw. Destiny was sitting in a booth with Nate Salinger. And they seemed to be engrossed in a deep conversation.

He walked directly to the table. "Des, is this why you were too busy to return my calls?"

She excused herself from Nate in a way that made Matthew believe she expected to continue her conversation with Nate after she dealt with him. A wave of unsteadiness settled in the pit of his stomach. They moved to a private corner of the diner.

"Des, we need to talk about that kiss yesterday."

"What's to talk about? It was a kiss. We were both hurting." She kept her eyes lowered to ground the entire time she spoke. It was not like Destiny. To call her direct would be an understatement.

It suddenly hit Matthew that Destiny didn't want to talk about the kiss because she was afraid he was going to hurt her. For months, he'd walked around in a foul mood because Dani broke his heart and yet, he'd done the same thing to Destiny and insisted she remain his friend throughout the process. The realization both broke his heart and made him more determined. "I'm not going to let this go."

"Fine, but can we talk about this another time?"

He had an idea. "Sure. How about New Year's Eve at Capricorn?"

She dropped her head. "I don't think so. I didn't have the best time there last New Year's Eve."

"I know." He reached for her hand and held it in his. "But I thought things might be different this year if you went as my date." For a moment, he was afraid she would be unable to hear him over the sound of his heart beating. Fearing she might say, "no," he quickly added, "Only if you want to."

"You want me to be your date for New Year's Eve?"

"Yeah, Bruno Mars will be there and I dance a lot better than I did last year." He was suddenly grateful that Capricorn had these amazing all-ages shows. He knew Bruno Mars was one of Destiny's favorites and he would make it very difficult for he to say no.

"A date? Are you sure?" She focused intently on his eyes, which was something she did when she wanted him to be straight with her.

"I've never been surer about anything."

"Okay," she smiled. And one smile was all it took to set his world back on its axis. She slipped her hand from his. "Now, can I go finish my conversation with Nate?"

"If you have to." He didn't like it, but he had made his play and she hadn't run. He would have to trust the rest. "He's not hitting on you is he?"

Destiny actually laughed out loud. "Of course he isn't. Nate and I are friends that's all."

"Yeah, but sometimes friends want to be more than friends." He hoped that she got that he was talking about himself.

"I, I'm going to go now." She began to walk away. Then without warning, she turned back and planted a kiss on his cheek.

As he watched her walk away, he placed his hand on his cheek where her lips had been seconds before. He was fairly certain that Destiny had just agreed to give him a second chance and this time he wouldn't blow it.