So this story is sorta slow right now. Ive written 6 chapters and the main story doesn't actually start till around the 5th chapter so if you can all just hang in there with me.

PLEASE REVIEW! And thanks to Shru1207 who is basically my unofficial beta.

Disclaimer: I own nothing!

~Elyssa

1 year later…

"Nick, stop being so mean!" I screamed at 9-year-old Nick. This has become the usual for us. He is always so mean and I just end up yelling at him. I still haven't figured out why he hates me! He is just so frustrating.

This time he came over when Joe and I were listening to music on the radio. He claimed that we were listening to bad music and changed the station. I just got so fed up and started yelling at him. We started getting closer and closer to each other while yelling at each other. Him saying that I have such bad taste in music and me saying that he was just a mean person.

I got up into his face and poked his chest. "Why." Poke. "Are." Poke. "You." Poke. "So." Poke. "Mean?"

He responded by getting even closer to my face. "Why. Do. You. Listen. To. Such. Awful. Music?" We were glaring into each other eyes when a new song came on the radio. It was Elvis Costello's Alison, one of Nick's favorite songs. I saw his eyes sparkle with recognition. My breath hitched. We were just so close to each other and I couldn't stop staring into his eyes. He looked so cute.

Wait, did I just say cute? Ugh no, no, no. Nick isn't cute, Nick is the same mean boy who just happens to have eyes that shine like stars. I scrunched my nose in disgust; how could I be thinking this way about Nick!

He backed away and glared at me. "Just stop listening to such crappy music and I wont have to pummel you." I knew he wouldn't actually hurt me, although he always threatened me. "I am older and bigger than you so it will hurt, and don't think that just because you're a girl I won't hurt you." With that he turned on his heal and stormed out of the room.

Wait, what just happened? Did I really just get lost in his eyes? I was speechless. I looked over to Joe who just shrugged his shoulders. I cannot believe he won that argument all because I couldn't stop staring into his stupid eyes. Those stupid… beautiful, sparkling eyes. No. No. No. I cannot think about Nick's eyes. They're boring and dull and nothing special.

Oh who am I kidding, his eyes are amazing.

Wait, does this mean that I like Nick?

Oh. No.