Chip came back from the picnic at 6:00 in the evening. Genevieve was about to ask him to read with her when she saw Penelope was with him. She was about to turn and leave when she saw Chip notice her and call her over. She went over and greeted them.

"You remember Genevieve, right Penelope?"

"Of course I do. How are you princess?" she said with a taunting smile and a sickening sweet voice.

"I'm fine," was her curt reply.

"Did you need something, Genevieve?" asked Chip.

"Oh, I was about to come ask you if you wanted to read with me. I didn't know you would have company over."

"Oh, that's fine. I was just about to send Penelope home anyway. Why don't you two talk while I go picj out a book for us, ok?" With that, Chip went into the library.

"You know he thinks your annoying," Penelope said with her jealousy taking over her mind. She didn't want her Chip with this stuck-up princess. How could Chip even stand to be around her.

"He does?"

"Yeah, but he doesn't want to hurt your feelings. So he doesn't tell you."

Genevieve's eyes started to fill with tears. Penelope smiled. 'Good.' she thought. She started to leave when Chip came back out. She waved at him as she closed the door. Chip noticed Genevieve's eyes filling with tears and asked,

"What's wrong?'

"Oh, nothing. Just got something in my eyes. Come on, let's go read."

Two hours later, Chip was reading to Genevieve, but she wasn't paying attention.

Chip stopped reading and asked, "Okay, what's wrong?"

"What do you mean?"

"I've been reading for the past two hours and you haven't paid the least bit of attention."

Genevieve knew she could never get out of something like this with Chip, he knew her too well. She hesitated.

Chip waited patiently.

"Do you think I'm annoying?"

Chip looked astonished. "When we were younger I did. But now you're not at all. I think spending time with you is lovely." He flashed her his breathtaking smile.

"Well, it's late. We better get to bed."

"I suppose. Will you finish the story tomorrow?"

"Of course."

Chip walked Genevieve to her room. They stopped just out side her door.

"Thanks for reading with me when you could have spent your time with Penelope."

"It was no problem."

The two looked into eachother's eyes for a minute. They didn't realize that their faces were getting closer until their noses touched. They pulled back abruptly.

"Uh, g-goodnight," said Genevieve.

"Goodnight, Princess," Chip said in a daze.

As Genevieve closed her door she leaned up against it.

'What is wrong with me? I almost kissed him!'

Chip walked into his room, closed the door, sat on his bed, and thought,

'What was that? We almost kissed.'

Chip replayed the scene over in his mind. How he got lost in her beautiful baby blue eyes, the ones he always found so hard to turn away from. Then how he looked at her lips and started to lean towards them. Then they pulled away from eachother.

'I love Penelope. I don't love Genevieve that way. I don't think I do.'