So, here's part two of Knowledge is a Superpower. It has nothing to do with the quote, but it does have to do with the dinner thing they bet on. I feel it's cheesy and cutesy, but that's what Kevin/Macy is. xDDD

Don't own JONAS. Never have, never will. Sadday.

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It was past four and Macy and Kevin had been sitting at the table in the café for quite some time now. He had helped her understand the finer points of the plays and the sonnets in a fairly humorous way. But that was probably just the accents he used. Whatever, it helped.

But when he had flipped through the heavy English textbook trying to find the section on Shakespeare's life, Macy panicked. One of the homework assignments had been to write a love sonnet. She had written one of course. About Kevin. That was currently wedged in the middle of the Shakespeare section. That he was getting closer to. He found the page he was looking for, currently marked by the sonnet she had written.

So, she slammed the book closed. On his hand. Kevin let out a cry of pain and a quickly mumbled almost-curse of "holy schnikes!" as he rubbed his injured hand.

"Oops! Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to," she said, taking his hand and gently squeezing it. Kevin let out a lazy sigh and a dreamy look crossed his face as Macy massaged his hand.

"It's okay, Mace," he said softly.

"I guess this means I owe you dinner now?"

"How about pizza? I'll pay for your half and you pay for mine."

"Pizza sounds fantastic actually," she said as she pulled the sonnet out of the book and slipped it into her pocket.

About an hour and a half later, Kevin flipped the book closed,

"Well, I think you're ready for the test. You know the major characters of the plays and you get what the sonnets are really about. You know Shakespeare's life backwards and forwards. I think you're going to kick butt."

"You think so?"

"Mace, you're a freaking genius to get all of this in five hours. I have no doubt you'll do well."

"Thank you Kevin."

"Want to get dinner now?"

"Sure," she said as she gathered up her stuff. Kevin took her fully loaded bag from her and they walked towards his car. Always the gentleman, Kevin held the passenger door open for Macy as she got in the car. He drove off to Brooklyn Pizza Company and offered his arm to Macy as they walked through the door.

When they were seated at a tall table by the window, they inspected their menus.

"What looks good to you?" he asked her.

"Oh, I don't know. You want to get half and half?"

"Yeah, unless you want to share…but we'd half to agree on the toppings…"

"Yeah…that might be a problem."

"Why do you say that?" Kevin couldn't imagine having a problem with Macy. She was so cute. And funny. And awesome. And her hair smelled like wildflowers and her eyes were sparkly.

"I like Hawaiian pizza-you know, Canadian bacon and pineapple? But I like it with onion and…"she trailed off, "Never mind. You'll think it's gross."

"What?"

"I like Gummi bears on it," she said with her face flushing.

"You put Gummi bears on your pizza?" he asked in shock.

She nodded.

"Me too."

Macy looked up at Kevin, smiling.

"Really? I've never met anyone else who likes it. Most people just get all grossed out and roll their eyes."

"I think it's fantastic. Adds the right texture to the pizza. So, you want to get a large Hawaiian pizza with onions and Gummi bears on it?"

"That sounds incredible. Especially if we get root beer."

"Milady, your wish is my command," Kevin said with as much of a bow as he could manage while sitting in a chair.

Macy laughed to herself when Kevin asked for kids' menus after the waitress took their order. The blonde waitress gave him an incredulous look, shrugged her shoulders and brought back the small coloring books and crayons for both of them.

Macy went to the restroom to wash her hands before the food came, but as she slid out of her seat, she didn't notice the folded piece of paper containing the sonnet she had written about Kevin fall to the floor.

Kevin did, and he picked it up, unfolding it and reading it before he smiled widely.

Heaven is what it's like in your arms

Not just because it rhymes with your name

I know my obsessiveness is cause for alarm,

But I can't help that you're always on my brain

It's the guy behind the image I like

Not the fact that you're a star

Everyone thinks I should date Van Dyke

He may be hot, but I dig a man with a guitar

Besides, he's just not my style.

I prefer your hazel eyes and dark curls

Those callused hands and sunny smile

That boyish wink you give to fangirls

It's ridiculous how much I like you

Kevin Lucas, you're a fairy tale come true.

Macy came back to the table as he was reading the poem for the fifth time.

"What is-Oh, crud," Macy said as she caught sight of the paper and realized what it was.

"This is really good, Mace," he said softly, handing it back to her.

"You're only saying that because it's about you."

"Maybe a little, but you really have a way with words."

"Thanks," she said, shyly.

"Thank you for writing a poem about me. No one's ever done that before," Kevin said, smirking when Macy's face flamed red.

"Oh, no problem…" Macy said breathily.

The pizza came then and it was set down with a great flourish by the cheerful waitress.

"One Hawaiian pizza with onion and Gummi bears," she said as she waltzed off.

They gorged themselves on their delicious, well-earned pizza and after an hour of talking and eating, the pizza had disappeared.

"Well, would you want dessert?" Kevin asked, hoping she'd say yes.

"I saw a Baskin Robbins by that bookstore we passed coming in here," Macy said.

"Ice cream?" Kevin asked, "Okay."

They paid for each other's half of the pizza like they agreed, but when they got to the ice cream shop, Macy insisted on paying for Kevin's ice cream.

"You paid for my drink this morning," she said, looking up at him with her eyes wide. Kevin gave in, knowing that Macy paying for something for him meant something to her.

They took their sundaes to a small table and sat down to eat. Kevin looked over at Macy's sundae and laughed. Chocolate and mint chip ice cream, topped with marshmallow and hot fudge, whipped cream and a cherry. It looked eerily similar to his, except for the minor difference of cookies and cream instead of mint chip and Heath bar instead of marshmallow sauce.

Macy saw him looking at her sundae,

"Want a bite?" she asked.

"Sure, have some of mine," he said. They pushed their sundae cups to each other and took a bite.

"Miss Misa, I always knew you had good taste."

"What was your first clue? The Gummi bear pizza?"

"Yes, and the second was the sonnet I read where you chose me over Van Dyke."

"Kevin, that was just an assignment for class…"

"So you didn't mean anything by it?" the cloud Kevin had been walking on suddenly gave out from under him, dropping him face first on the ground and then rained on him. Or at least that's what it felt like.

"No, it meant…it meant…it meant…everything. I was being totally honest when I wrote it…I just never thought you would see it…and even if you did…why would you feel that way about me? You'd have to be insane," she paused for a long moment, stirring the sundae she still hadn't given back to him. Kevin stared at her a long time, trying to figure out exactly how to tell her how he felt. Finally,

"Mace," he said softly, taking her hand, "I'm insane."

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Yayyyyyy. Another non-oneshot. What'd you guys think?