A/N: I do not own Step Up 3D, or Step Up or Step Up 2... Even though I reeallyyy wish I did.

Okay, so I promised another chapter by today and I really hope I can do it... I don't promise it will be up today, but at least I'm writing something to see how it goes.

Chapter 2

After Camille and Moose had kissed at the train station, everything went pretty much back to normal. The whole crew went back home and danced for a while until it was time to go to bed. Moose and Camille had to go back to the dorms, so they left a little early.

On the way there, Camille thought they would talk about the kiss and about what it meant, but Moose never mentioned it and she was too scared to bring it up herself, so they walked in silence, an awkward silence for Camille, most of the time. They only spoke when Moose asked her if she had fun and she said yes and then he said good.

So when they reached Camille's door, she thought Moose would give her another kiss, but instead she got... A hug.

Now she was getting ready for a new day and she was trying to talk herself into bringing up the subject with Moose.

"You can do this." She said to herself in front of the mirror. "It's not such a big deal. It's Moose! Your best friend ever! There's no reason to chicken out this time." She sighed and gathered her stuff. She had to go to class.

On the way there, she passed by Moose's door, and thank God he wasn't coming out or anything, so they didn't bump into each other. That would've been awkward. Camille needed them to be completely alone so she could do this. She needed some time to keep convincing herself that everything would be alright.

So that's exactly what she did. She waited until she and Moose were completely alone and took a deep breath before saying what she needed to say.

"Moose, I-"

"Hey, I was thinking that maybe we should meet up with the crew later." He said, cutting her off. "you, know to spend some time with them now that Luke and Natalie are gone."

"Uhm, sure." Camille mumbled.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Moose said holding his hands up. "I totally cut you off, what were you saying?"

She felt herselfabout to chicken out, and panicked. She was never good at being firm when it came to Moose. Everyone else she could master easily, but not Moose. He was a completely different story. "Uh, no it's okay. I was thinking the same exact thing." She said as convincingly as she could. And it worked, apparently.

"Oh, great." He smiled. "See? You and I are meant to be! We even have the same thoughts!" He laughed at himself and put an arm around Camille. She knew the gesture wasn't anything special, since he had always put his arm around her shoulders, and she also kne that what he had just said wasn't at all special either so she just gave him a tight smile.

"Yep, we do." She said.

They were walking down the street and enjoying the wonderful sights New York had to offer. Camille sighed again. Why would he kiss her if everything would just fall into the same pattern? She felt Moose staring at her.

"Are you okay?" He asked her. "You've been pretty quiet since yesterday."

She shrugged and kept walking. She avoided Moose's eyes because she knew he could brake her easily.

"Whoa whoa whoa!" He said and catched up to her, grabbing her arm. "What's going on here? Tell me." He spun her around so they could face each other.

"What's going on Camille?" He asked her. His breath was uneven from running to catch up with her. He searched her eyes. "You can talk to me."

Camille finally looked into his eyes and she couldn't help but melt. He looked so concerned, so desperate for her to talk to him. So she decided itwas the perfect time to tell him what she wanted to say.

"Look, Moose." She started. "I'm completely fine with the crew and everything that has to do with them. I like them, really." She took a deep breath.

"But the thing is, I like you more." She said. "And I've liked you for a long time, you just didn't notice. And last night you kissed me for God knows what reason, and I thought that finally things would be the way I wanted them to be but know you're just acting like everything is the same when it's really not." She stopped to catch her breath, which was uneven by now. "At least not to me."

Moose blinked at her. He obviously wasn't expecting her to say that. She wasn't expecting it either, but it was time someone mentioned it. For a long moment they just stared at each other. And just when Camille was about to loose all her patience, Moose finally spoke.

"Cami." He said. "I'm sorry if I'm not acting the way you wanted me to act it's just that... Well, you're my best friend. And I know I kissed you, and I don't regret it becaue it's what I wanted to do. But, I just need to take it slow because it's kinda weird to go from that to something more. But you're not wrong to feel like that. And please, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere, I'm right here."

Camillewas staring into his eyes. She knew he was speaking from the heart. "So what does that mean?" She asked softly. Moose smiled.

"It means." He said, as he wrapped his arms around her. "That I like you too." He leaned in and kissed her for a second time.

Camille was surprised. Things had turned out better than she had ever imagined. She finally cleared out her doubts about Moose liking her or not, and fortunately she had gotten exactly what she wanted. She just hoped he wouldn't chicken out again and instead he would have the guts to ask her out on a date. Or at least start calling her his girlfriend. But she also knew that Moose would be Moose and he probably wouldn't do any of those things she had thought and hoped for. He would pull something completely different and out of the blue. Just like that day in front of the ice cream store.

When they pulled away, Camille had a smile plasted in her face. "So? We're meeting up with the Pirates tonight?" She said.

"Yep." Moose said. "And make sure you look nice, cause we're going to the club this time. I feel like dancing for real, not just practicing."

Camille giggled. "Okay, I'll make sure I do."

"Hey, do you wanna go get some ice cream or something?" Moose said.

Camille thought about it for a second. "You know what? Ice cream sounds perfect." She said. Moose smiled while he grabbed her hand and started pulling towards and ice cream shop. Camille couldn't stop laughing at him. "Where are you taking me?" She managed to get out between giggles. "Slow down!"

"It's okay, we're almost there!" He said. He was laughing, too. And Camille felt her heart swell at how careless they both were at that moment. It was just so wonderful, so natural. Almost like they were born to do this. And sometimes, Camille liked to think of it that way: they were made for each other.

They finally arrived at the ice cream shop and got their cones. They were walking again, hand in hand, down the busy New York City. Sometimes Camille would steal glances at Moose, and sometimes she catched him watching her as well and they would both laugh.

"What are you looking at?" Camille said once when she caught him staring.

"Nothing." Moose said. "I was just looking at you." Really seeing her. Was what he wanted to say. He had never noticed how her nose was perfectly shaped, or her small frame that showed she was definately a dancer, or how her smile lit up her whole face. Those were things he had always dismissed. But now he was noticing them for the first time.

"Okay." Camille roled her eyes and turned back to her ice cream.

"My mom is gonna be crazy." Moose said. Camille frowned.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"She's always been like 'why don't you ask her out, she's so beautiful and such a great girl'" He mimmicked his mother. "And now when I tell her about us it's gonna be her dream come true." He shook his head and chuckled a few times.

"So what are you gonna tell her about us?" Camilles said. "Are we dating?"

"I guess so." He said. "Although, I would have to ask you out on a date to be officially dating, but I'll tell her something." He pressed his lips together.

Camille looked at the ground and didn't say anything in return. So he wasn't going to aske her out just like she suspected. She guessed it was okay because she had already gained everything when he admitted he liked as more than jsut friends, so she didnt say anything. and she was also enjoying the fact that they were holdong hands with their finger intertwined and how perfectly her fingers fit into his.

So you could say she was very happy with herself.

They said their goodbyes at camilles door and she proceeded to take a shower and get changed cause Moose was going to pick her up again in an hour to go to the club. She decided leggings were perfect for the ocasion and she paired them up with her neon converse and a long lettered tshirt. She let her hair loose, after all she was going to dance so she had to be comfortable.

Moose knocked on her door a few minutes later and she checked herself in the mirror before she opened the door.

"Hey" He said. "Are you ready?"

"Yeah" She said and twirled around once. "Good enough?"

Moose smiled. "Perfect."

They walked to the Pirates house together abd talked the whole way there. Camille was happy shr could still let loose around him and tell him everything. It was stilll hard for her to wrap her around the idea of her and Moose being an item now.

So they got there and convinced eeryone to go to the club. They all said yes so they were on the elevator immeduately.

As usual, the club was packed and there were people dancing all over the place.

"C'mon!" Moose said, grabbing her hand and taking her to the middle of the dance floor. He started freestyling to the song in a way that suggested he was challenging her to a battle. The crowd soon understood what was going on and started to cheer. Camille rolled her eyes at Moose, she already knew she had lost even before it started. There was no way of beating Moose at freestyle.

When it was her turn, she started moving her body with the rythm and signaling Moose to cone and beat her. So he did, and yes he beat her. Camille decided to join him instead of admitting defeat and before either of them knew it, they were dancing together and the crowd was going wild. Camille was smiling wickedly at herself. She trully was the master of diversion.

Moose left her dancing with the girls some time later. He was watching her from the distance until one of the Santiago twins came up to him. He wouldn't admit it, but he never knew which one it was, for they looked exactly the same to him.

"Hey, man what are you doin' here?" He asked with his heavy accent.

"I'm just watching for a little while." Moose answered.

The twin followed his eyes to where Camille was dancing and turned back to Moose. "Oh, man you can't just stand there watchin'!" He said. "No no no, you have to go over there and get her out. You know, take her somewhere private." He wriggled his eyebrows at Moose, who had a dumbfounded look on his face.

"Uh, why would I do that?" He said. "I brought her here."

The twin sighed and patted Moose's shoulder. "Listen to me, okay?" He said patting his own chest. "Women like romantic things like being taken away from everybbody else. You have to do thing like tell her she beautiful, you know?"

"Uh, okay?" Moose said. "I think I get it."

"Good." The twin said. "Now go over there and do somethin'."

Moose started making a beeline towards Camille. He guessed he could do something romantic, right? It couldn't be that hard. He got there and tapped her shoulder. She turned around.

"Yeah?" Camille said.

"Do you guys mind if I borrow her for a little while?" Moose addressed the other girls and they all said it was okay. Camille looked confused but went along with him.

"So, where are we going?" She asked.

"I just wanted to get outta here for a second." Moose said. "Don't you?"

Camille shrugged. Moose was being weird, but yet again, when wasn't he? "Uh, I dunno." She said.

"It's okay, we're just goint to the roof." Moose said as they stepped into the elevator. Camille was even more confused. What did he want fron the roof? The only thing there was the set up they used to train.

They got out of the elevator and Moose looked around, trying to find something. Oh. Camille got it: he was improvising. She smiled to herself. How cute, Moose trying to be romantic.

Moose found what he wanted and they sat down. Camille had to admit it was the perfect spot. They could see the whole city form up there.

"So are you having fun?" He asked after a moment. Camille nodded.

"Yeah, it's been pretty fun." She said. "dancing with you was great." She smiled.

Moose chuckled. "yeah, about that." He said. "I knwo what you did and I just wanna tell you that I won anyway."

Camille faked shock. "I have no idea what you're talking about!" She said. "And, no, you didn't win because the battle didn't finish. We ened up dancing together, remember?"

"Yeah, yeah." Moose said. "It's whatever."

"Whatever." Camille said. They were silent for another while.

"My mom was right about you." Moose said.

"What?" Camille answered. "In what way?"

"In every way." He said. "She was right, I should've asked you out sooner."

Camille laughed. "Well, Moose, everything happens when it has to happen." She said. "Maybe we just weren't ready until now."

"Yeah." Moose said. "Maybe."

They smiled at each other.

"You are beautiful." Moose said. Camille's face shot up and she stared at him.

"What?" She said.

"I said, you're beautiful." Moose replied.

"No, no." Camille waved her hands. "I heard you it's jut that... Well, y' know, you've never said that before." She blushed and looked down at her hands.

"That's because before I wasn't looking at you the way I am now." Moose said.

Camille looked up at him again. Where was that coming from? She was sure he was improvisin, but damn was he good at it. She smiled warmly at him.

"You're good." She giggled. Moose joined in.

"Is it that obvious?" He said. Camille nodded.

"Yeah." She said. "But it's okay. It's working."

Moose gave her a bright smile. "How about this? Will it worked too?" He said. Camille frowned in confusion, but Moose leaned in and kissed her before she could say anything.

It was amazing how they could switch form "best friends" to "couple" in a matter of seconds. All Moose had to do was kiss her. Every time he did it, she was even more surprised. She could never get used to it. Even though they had only kissed three times, but still.

They spent the rest of the night up there. Sometimes talking, staring at the sky or kissing. Camille actually worked up the courage to kiss him first and he responded very well, to say the least.

Soo, here's chapter number two!1 Sorry I didn't upload yesterday, but I had to log off the computer 'cause it was like 1 :30 in the morning and I was exhausted.

Also I want to apologize about the typos, you see , I'm using Word Pad 'cause this is my new laptop and I still don't have Microsoft Office... So, yeah.

Anyway, read and review!