Emma and John were very happy together. The play was tonight. Emma was putting stuff in her locker. These two boys were looking at her.

"Hey Jason." One of them said.

"Yeah." He said.

"How good do you think the deaf girl is in bed?"

"I don't know Barry but that freak is probably the freakiest."

"Probably really tight to." They both laughed. John came around the corner and slammed Jason into the lockers.

"Shut your fucking mouth!" John said angrily. "How dare you talk about my girlfriend like that!"

By this time Emma turned around and could see John had some pinned against the lockers. She went over to them. "John what's going on?"

He looked at her. "It's ok Emma." "It's all under control." He looked back at Jason. "If I ever hear you two talking about her like that again I'm beating both your asses." "Got it?"

"Yeah." He said.

"Good." "Get the hell out of here." They left. John turned to Emma.

"What was that about?" Emma asked.

"They were saying dirty stuff about you."

"Oh." "Thanks for sticking up for me."

"I wasn't gonna let them put you down like that."

"You're coming to the play tonight right?"

"Are you kidding?" "I'll be in the front row."

Later that evening Emma was backstage waiting to go on. John came to the back with roses in his hand.

"You look beautiful." He said.

"Thank you."

"These are for you." He said handing her the flowers.

"Thank you." "They're beautiful." "My mom wants to know if you want to come for dinner after."

"Yeah."

After the play and dinner Emma and John were in her room. They were sitting on the bed.

"You did so great." John said.

"I was really nervous."

"So who's kiss did you like better, mine or Romeo's?"

"I don't know." She said jokingly. "It's really hard to tell." "I think I need to kiss you to decide."

"I can help you there." They kissed. It was slow. She laid back on the bed. He got on top of her. Emma wanted this and she knew that John did to but she wasn't ready. She broke the kiss. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." "It's just uh, I'm a…virgin. She signed.

"A vegetable?" He said confused.

She laughed. "No honey." She took his hand to show him the differences. "This means vegetable." She said making the sign with his hand. "This means virgin."

"Oh that makes a lot more since." "It's ok."

"I do want to." "I want you to be my first." "I'm just not ready yet."

"It's alright." "We'll wait and when you decide your ready it'll be the most special, romantic night of our lives."

"Have you ever?"

"Yeah."

"Oh." She said a little disappointed.

"Does it bother you that I'm not a vegetable?"

"No." "Kind of but it's ok."

"If it makes you feel any better I care about you way more then I did her." He kissed her on the forehead. It was true. John didn't just care about Emma. He was falling in love with her.