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I'm really, really, honestly sorry.

Hope you like this chapter, it's a bit short, again sorry, and it has a sloppy ending. Anyway, just read, and review please!

2: Try to make him jealous

Okay, so.. my first plan was a complete failure. He gave me some lessons, I got a B for my maths exam, okay that was not a failure… Anyway, I haven't spoken to Derek in like three weeks now. He doesn't even say 'hi' to me when I walk past him in the hallway. Not that I say anything to him. I want to, but when I walk past him I'm too busy concentrating on not tripping to think about opening my mouth and say a tiny little word.

I've never really used any of those tips they give you in magazines, to make a boy like you, but I'm seriously considering some of them right now… Like making a guy jealous. You see it in movies all the time. Stupid cheerleader gets dumped by her boyfriend, a friend tells her she should make him jealous, she starts dating another boy, in her eyes he can't do anything right, she dumps him, plan failed… Sometimes not… I don't like those movies, too predictable.

In my case, it's: Invisible girl has a crush on an-absolutely-out-of-reach-boy, a friend tells her she should make him jealous, she bumps into his brother, he shows interest in her, he asks her if she wants to grab a coffee with him…

"Chloe?"

"What?"

"Would you like to grab a coffee with me today?"

"Oh, sorry… Yeah, that would be nice," I said. I didn't really want to lead him on, but a coffee wouldn't hurt… Just as friends. He seemed nice. Maybe I could get to know him a little better and if I spent more time with him, I'd get to see Derek more often.

He smiled. "Okay, great!" another smile, "I'll see you after school." He smiled again and then left. Without even noticing or being able to stop it I smiled too. Simon was a nice kid.

"Why the happy face?" someone asked me. I blinked and noticed the tall figure standing in front of me.

"Uuh… I-I d-don't know. Just happy."

"Sure," he said, and he was gone again. Just happy? Seriously? As soon as he was gone, of course, a dozen things I could have said came to my mind. I should have said I had a date. Or that I'm in love, maybe he'd wonder with who…

"How's the land of the dreams today?" I recognized Liz's voice. Wow, I had to stop daydreaming…

"Hey, Liz!"

"What were you thinking?" she asked me.

What was I thinking? "Good question… I was thinking about things I should have said to Derek."

"Like?"

I felt the blood rushing through my cheeks. "That I… should have told him I've got a date…" I said very softly.

"What? With who?" Liz asked. Her eyes widened.

"Sort of," I quickly added. "With Simon Bae."

Liz raised her eyebrows and crossed her arms. "Simon Bae? You mean Derek's brother? He asked you out?"

I nodded.

"You know what this means, right?" she asked.

"Do I know what this means?"

"Well, yeah!" she said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "This is the perfect opportunity to make Derek jealous!"

I didn't know what to say. "I don't know, Liz…" I said. "Simon's nice. I don't want to lead him on."

Liz frowned. "Question," she said, "why did you agree to go on a date with him?"

"He's nice, and… he's Derek's brother." I blushed. "I just want to be friends with him."

"Ok, so…" Liz pursed her lips. "What are you going to do if he tries to kiss you?"

"He won't," I said, "I won't let him."

"What if he just does?"

"I'll tell him I just want to be friends."

Liz's eyes widened. "You're gonna reject him? What if he tells Derek? He will be on his brother's side for sure."

"No," I said, "it's not fair to lead him on."

"Ok," Liz said, and left it with that.

After class I walked to my locker and noticed Simon already leaning against it, his jacket slung over his shoulder. He smiled when he saw me. I smiled back at him.

"You ready?" he asked when I'd reached him. I nodded. He took me to a coffee shop nearby school.

"What do you want?" he asked me.

"A latte please," I answered. He ordered a latte for me and a caramel cappuccino for himself. When he got back with our coffees he sat opposite me and stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

"Nothing," he shrugged. "So, tell me something about yourself."

I laughed nervously. "I-I don't know… I… I like jellybeans." As soon as I'd said it I put my hand over my mouth. What? Jellybeans?

Simon laughed. "What?"

I felt my cheeks get red and I suddenly found my coffee cup very interesting.

"So…" Simon started, "I ask you to tell me something about yourself and say you like jellybeans." He smiled at me.

"Sorry." I said.

"No, don't be!" he said, and hesitated. "I like cartoons. I draw them myself too."

I laughed a little. "Now you must think I'm a total geek," he continued.

"No, of course not. I think it's really cool." I smiled as he laughed a little. "Sure," he said.

"No, really!"

He looked at me seriously and I glared at my coffee again. We went on like that for another hour maybe, him asking me questions, me answering them. Sometimes it would get a little awkward when I just answered 'yes' or 'no' or 'I don't know!', but he would break the silence within a few seconds.

Time flew by and we'd sat there for more then an hour, when Simon finally said: "we should probably get going, it's getting late."

I nodded. Not sure what to do next, I stood up and put my coat on. He walked outside with me, and when we were standing outside he asked me if he needed to walk with me.

"N-no," I stuttered, "that's okay."

"Sure?" he asked. I nodded. Suddenly he leaned over and I felt his lips against my own. It felt wrong, though. I had no idea what to do, and just stood there. He leaned back when he felt me hesitate.

"Wrong guy, huh?" he said, his voice so soft I barely caught it.

"Wh-what?"

"There's someone else," he said. Not a question. A statement.

"I-I…" I wanted to say something, but I didn't know what. "I don't know," I finally said. In fact, I did know. And now I'd let Simon down. I should have listened to Liz. He would tell Derek, and Derek would be on his brother's side for sure.

"I'm sorry," I said. "This was a stupid idea."

I turned around and started to walk into the direction of my house. I heard him shout my name a few times, but I didn't pay attention to it.