A few days later, Jane walked to her mailbox, wondering if she had actually gotten any letters. Probably not, since she pretty much only had her mother, and she saw her mother every single day.

But if Jane was being honest with herself, she was hoping that maybe a love letter was in her mailbox. Because Aurodon Prep's Prom was coming up, and Jane thought that just maybe- this year might be her year.

And while of course she would probably die of happiness if Ben had written her a letter, she knew that the chances of that happening were lower than Jane's height. But Jane thought that maybe there was another boy, maybe.

She decided that if a boy had asked her to this dance, she would give him a chance. Not that there actually was one. But she decided that if that happened, she would give the boy a fair chance, and with any luck, fall out of love with Ben.

And for a split second, as Jane opened up her school mail slot, Jane's heart soared. Because there was an unusual letter. Jane's heart pounded as she grabbed her mail. Lonnie was also grabbing her mail, and Jane considered showing her friend the letter. But Jane thought how that was ridiculous, considering she herself didn't even know if it was a love letter or not.

As Jane walked back to her bedroom, her eyes never strayed far from the letter. But she wanted to be her in bedroom while she read it. Just because it would be embarrassing to read it in front of everyone else.

Once Jane's light footsteps went inside her room, Jane then opened the letter as fast as she could. Although, she was careful with it. Half of the reason was because she was sure a boy had probably spent a lot of time on the letter, and she didn't want to ruin that. The other half was because she just might keep it as a keepsake.

Jane then unfolded the paper, revealing the words;

I want you. And I'll explain more later.

For a moment, all Jane could do was stare at the letter. Was it romantic-she wondered. She had never received a love letter before, but as Jane re-read the letter, she realized that maybe it wasn't a boy who wanted to ask her to the dance.

Which then begged the question-

Who was it, then?

Jane really wasn't sure what to make of the letter. So she walked outside, and over to her mother's office. Jane always came to her mother for pretty much anything. From big things, like a shoulder to cry on, to small things, like a band-aid she needed for a scraped knee.

But as Jane got closer to her mother's office, she realized that it might not be the best idea. And one Jane step foot into her mother's office she knew it was a bad idea. Because strewn about was papers upon papers, and prom decorations everywhere.

Usually Jane's mother was an organized person. But as big events, such as the prom, rolled around, there was just too much stuff to get done. And Jane's mother hardly had the time to clean her office. In that case, Jane would usually clean her office for her. It would help them both out, and it would also give them a chance to chat.

Jane lightly knocked on the door, as she opened it.

"No, no, no. Not that kind of flower. Like, the kind that comes grows out of the ground." Jane's mother spoke on the phone, and Jane already knew even more that now probably wasn't the time. Jane looked around her mother's disorganized mess, as her mother added,

"Yes..uh-uh..well, of course. We just have to make sure it's fast."

Jane watched her mother talk for a few minutes, of course more than willing to wait. But as Jane waited longer and longer, she realized that her mother was far too busy to talk with her. And Jane realized that maybe the letter wasn't as weird as it sounded.

If it even sounded off at all. There really wasn't much to go off of. Jane had thought, as she spun on her heel, and walked down the hallway. As she walked, she realized that she was making her way to the football field. Jane, realizing that her and Ben's tradition was very close, decided to walk out onto the field.

Tomorrow. Jane had thought to herself.

Tomorrow Ben and I will have a great time. Like always.

"Heya, Jane." Jane heard, as she looked up to see Jay. He was wearing his tourney uniform, as Carlos was sitting in the stands, playing with Dude. Carlos was too far away to talk to, so Jane decided to only talk to Jay.

"Hi, Jay." Jane spoke softly.

"You're really good at tourney, huh?" Jane asked, and Jay smiled egotistically. He threw his hair behind his shoulder.

"The best of the best, sweetheart." he told her, and Jane only wished that there was something she was good at, too. And not just because it might make Ben notice her. But also because she just wanted to be more interesting in general.

The two of them began chatting, as Jane almost forgot about her letter. It was actually Jay, who saw her holding it in her hands, who pointed it out.

"Oh, this..I'm not sure, actually." Jane had admitted, when Jay had asked her what it was. Jane let Jay read it, as he stared at it for a few moments.

"Well you're right. There really isn't much to go off of. I mean, I would say be careful, but you know us Vks. We're not too trusting." Jay had smooth talked, and Jane only looked down at the letter, now even more confused.

"But..I did see a little kid by your mail slot earlier. I think it was a teacher's son, or something. It might have been him." Jay spoke, although not all that sure. He wasn't dumb and knew that this might be something.

Jane actually felt a spot of relief. Because there was a chance is was a little kid who had a crush on Jane, and wanted her. He probably meant that he wanted to meet up with her. And while Jane would of course have to turn him down, she thought that if there really was a kid who liked her, it was sweet.

So her and Jay talked for a few more minutes, until they finally said goodbye.

The next day, as Jane walked to the football field, her heart was pounding for many different reasons. One: the obvious- I'm going to be with Ben rush- was there. Two: Ever since this morning the sky had been overcast.

And while that's how the tradition started, with rain, it actually hadn't rained on this day since that first year. And Jane wasn't sure if Ben would cancel now. Now that they were both older and wiser, and knew that having a random, sort of fun day, wasn't worth getting sick over.

Especially if you were a king.

And finally, the third reason Jane was nervous, was because for some reason, she really couldn't get the idea of Ben not showing up out of her mind. Of course she wanted him to show up. But the tiniest part of her knew that even if he didn't show up, and she did try and move on, the chance of her actually succeeding in that notion was very slim.

Freakishly slim.

How could she fall out of love with Ben? Should she even try?

Once Jane got there, many thoughts swirled around her head as she waited. Most of it was on whether or not they should even do the tradition anymore. Because Jane felt like she was just wasting Ben's time.

And while she knew that Ben would get mad at her if he heard her say that, she couldn't quite help but feel that way. It was with that thought, that the rain began to fall, making Jane even more nervous.

Because what if Ben did remember, but thought that Jane was smart enough to realize that they should just call it off?

As as more minutes passed, her mind opened up to other things. Like how if someone really did ask her to the ball, she would say yes. And how if the letter really was from a kid, she would have to turn him down.

Jane didn't want to admit it, but her mind was messy. It was so messy, she constantly had things to think about as the rain began to pour down on her. She had way too much to think about. Which is why she didn't notice when nearly an hour had passed.

By now, it was three o'clock, and everyone who was smart was probably in their dorm rooms. And Jane kept wanting to give in, and crawl back under her warm blanket back at her dorm, but every time she tried to leave, she kept imagining Ben running up to her, profusely saying how sorry he was that he was so late.

And then she imagined leaving before he even got there. And Ben running up, apologetic, but excited for the fun time they were about to have. And that crushed her heart. So it was for that reason, Jane ended up staying there for almost another hour.

But once four thirty rolled around, Jane began to feel water dripping down her face. And it wasn't the rain.

"I can't believe I was so stupid." Jane scolded herself, as she stood, shivering in the cold rain.

"I was stupid enough to stay here so long." She continued, her hand lightly balling into a fist. A boom of thunder clapped out.

"And I was stupid enough to believe he would show up." Jane spoke, as she then started making her way back to her dorm. But as she walked inside, she realized that Ben might be looking for her.

Chances were, he was on his way to meet Jane at the football field, but then realized it was raining. And he then decided to look for Jane, since assumed that she also made her way indoors. But Jane was too much of a nervous girl to firmly believe that.

But the more she toyed with the notion, the easier it was to believe.

Ben was the kindest man ever. And he would never let her down.

"Jane?" Jane suddenly heard, and she thought that her heart might have stopped. She slowly turned around, as Ben, seeing how wet she was, walked over to her faster than he originally was.

"Jane. Are you alright?" He asked, and Jane only stared at him. Her heart was a nervous wreck, much like the rest of her.

"Um..yeah." Jane croaked out, looking up at Ben.

"I was just waiting out in the rain for someone." She added.

Please. Please don't ask me what I was waiting for. Jane had begged and pleaded inside her head. Ben looked at her, questioningly.

"Who were you waiting for?" he asked, and the second the words left his lips, Jane felt her heart break, and drop to the pit of her stomach. Distant thunder and the pitter patter of rain was all she could hear, as she felt her heart ache.

"Jane?" Ben suddenly asked, worried. Jane didn't realize it, but tears were coming from her eyes. Jane then lifted her hands and began to wipe away the tears.

Because he did forget. He forgot about their special day.

"Jane? What's wrong?" Ben asked, actually sounding a bit protective over her. Jane only began to sob, as tears spilled down her cheeks. Because it was obvious to her now.

While she was pretty, she wasn't pretty enough for him.

For Ben.

Because Jane knew that Ben wouldn't have forgotten if it was with someone pretty, like Mal or Audrey. Even though they had done it every year.

"Jane. Tell me what's wrong." Ben proclaimed,only sounding more worried. He reached out his hand, and was about to grab onto her arm, when Jane had pulled herself away. Ben looked at her in shock.

Jane only looked in his eyes for a moment, before she spun around on her heel, and dashed down the hallway.

Hello. I know there isn't much to this story, but I hope it's good enough for those of you reading. It's kind of hard for me to get a good grasp on this couple since they hardly have any screen time. I hope I'm doing an okay job.

And I hope that my story isn't too hard to follow. And I also hope that you guys can look past all of Jane's problems. Because as I'm writing the story, I realize that she has a lot of them. Like..A LOT OF THEM. But don't worry. I'll try my hardest to make the story have a good flow.

As always, thank you for reading,and please tell me your thoughts!