Okay, chapter three is up! I've actually gotten some reviews on my other chapters! =D I hope more people will review on my chapters and continue to read this story I am writing.

Gray Has A Crush?!

It's been two weeks since the beginning of spring and I still have had no luck with finding a job. Every day I look at the bulletin board and then head to the church in disappointment. Today is the Spring Thanksgiving Festival where guys give girls cookies. I'm mostly ignoring the day since I don't have anyone to give cookies too. Last night instead of heading out into the dark like he usually does, Gray went into Doug's kitchen to make cookies.

All night I've been wondering who the girl is that Gray likes. He doesn't seem like a guy that would care about anyone, and I can't imagine him smiling at anyone either. My heart started to hurt when I saw him making those cookies and I've been denying the reason why it was hurting. I know I like Gray, but I won't admit it to myself.

I've already had breakfast and was heading towards the church after another disappointing look at the bulletin board in Town Square. Carter was in front of the church watering the flowers. "Good morning, Cliff. No luck again today?" Carter asks me cheerfully. "Nope," I reply and lean against the fence. "Not surprising. Everyone is use to doing things on their own and don't really need any help - especially not in the spring. In the summer you may be able to get a job at Kai's shop," Carter says happily. "Who's Kai?" I ask curiously. "He's this guy from the city who comes here during the summer to work a café. That little hut beside Van's shop on the beach is where he works. It's closed during the other seasons though," Carter replies. "Yeah, maybe I can get a job there," I agree happily and skip off down the street. For once I'm excited and can look forward to something.

I end up at the library and find a young girl with black hair and black eyes. She has glasses and is wearing a green dress over a white long sleeve shirt. "Welcome," she says quietly and smiles at me. "Hi," I say and smile at her. "I haven't seen you around before. Could you be Cliff?" she asks curiously. "Yep, how did you know?" I ask curiously. "Gray has talked about you," she says.

Gray? He talked about me to this girl? I wonder what all he said… No, it doesn't matter. He likes someone else, possibly this girl. I shouldn't even be thinking about Gray.

"Well, you know my name. What's yours?" I ask curiously. She blushes, realizing she hasn't said her name yet. "My name is Mary," she says quietly. "Nice to meet you," I say happily and then start to look around the library. Mary was sitting at a little table and reading a book. I keep wondering if this is the girl Gray likes.

Not too much time has passed when Gray walks into the library. He doesn't notice me since I'm over in the far corner. "Hi, Gray," Mary says shyly and a faint blush heats her cheeks. I can tell that Mary likes Gray. Then I see the cookies in Gray's hands and see him blush and he gives them to her.

Jealousy courses through my veins as I wish that this wasn't real and only a nightmare. Mary seems extremely happy and takes the cookies from Gray. Gray looks down at the floor, the blush still on his cheeks. They talk quietly to each other and I try and ignore them. But the disappointment that Gray will never like me washes over my heart and I feel like I could cry. It's not fair that Gray likes her. But he does and there is nothing I can do about it.

After a while longer Gray notices me and seems uncomfortable. He knows I've been here the whole time because I couldn't have gotten in without him realizing it. "Hi," he mutters unhappily. "Hi," I reply uncertainly. I don't want to show how I feel, but I'm sure it'll be apparent if I don't leave soon. "Bye," I say to Mary and she nods to me as I leave the library.

I shuffle through the town for a few hours, wishing that I could close my eyes and when I opened them I would be in bed and this would have all been some horrible dream. I try a few times before realizing it was impossible for this to be a dream. I should just give up on him and move on. That's what I want to do, but I know it is impossible.

I head back to the Inn for dinner and eat silently with Doug, Ann, and Gray. I avoid eye-contact with Gray and he seems confused by this. But he seems to shrug it off, probably thinking that I'm only uncomfortable because of earlier today. But I'm not feeling uncomfortable, I'm feeling upset.

Ann tries to cheer me up but I just shrug her off and head up to my room as soon as I'm done eating. Doug seems concerned but doesn't press into the matter; he can tell that I don't want to talk about it. I crawl into bed without hanging out at the bar tonight. It's only seven but I want to be alone. I stare up at the ceiling, thinking of Gray and Mary.

Around eight thirty Gray comes into the room. It's earlier than he usually gets back so I wonder if Mary and him had a fight. I'm assuming that's where he goes every night, but then again I'm not sure. "Why are you in such a bad mood?" Gray asks emotionlessly as he sits down on his own bed. I'm surprised that he's talking to me for once.

"No reason," I mutter unhappily and look away from him. If I stare I'll probably blush and my heart will start to flutter. Then I'll never be able to talk to him tonight.

"Oh come on. You're usually really happy and cheerful but today you seem depressed," Gray's voice seems impatient and questioning.

"Why do you care? You seem to hate me yet today you want to know what's going on? Why the change of heart?" I ask bitterly. I shouldn't be so mean to him, but he always ignores me and now that I'm trying to forget about him he talks to me.

"I don't hate you. I don't get why you thought that," Gray mutters.

"Because you're always cold to me and ignore me. You've never talked to me since we first met," I reply angrily. My anger at myself for falling for Gray was being pushed out on him.

"I thought Ann told you I was like that to everyone. Just because I don't talk to you doesn't mean I hate you," Gray replies just as angrily.

"You are not like that to everyone. I've seen you be nice to Doug and I've seen you be nice to Mary," I spit and glare at him.

"So what? They're my friends, my closest friends. I barely know you!" Gray had walked over to me and was glaring at me.

"Well maybe you'd have more friends if you were nicer to people you barely know!" I shout and stand up to face him.

Gray seemed hurt by what I said and I instantly regret it. "I'm sorry…" I mutter and look down at my hands. "No, you aren't," Gray spat and stalked back over to his bed and pulled the covers over his head. I sigh and climb back into my own bed. I felt so horrible about fighting with him. Tears pricked my eyes as I try and fall asleep. I wish I hadn't argued with Gray, I should have just told him I wasn't feeling well or something. Instead I just had to make everything into a fight.

Almost three hours later I fall into a fitful sleep.

End of chapter three.

Okay, chapter four will be up later tonight. Hope you like this story! If people continue to review these chapters I'll continue to write more. =D