Yay! Chapter 3! I hope you guys like it so far! I'm gonna try and make this chapter a bit funnier, because I don't think my other chapters were too funny, and, after all, this is a humorous story!

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I felt myself give a small laugh, and I flicked his shoulder. "Sure, I'll eat with you."

He grinned and held the pizza in one hand and put an arm around me with the other. "Sure thing!" He said.

I looked back at my friend's once more, and gave them narrowed eyes. They better be doubling that pay! But wait, was I actually enjoying that conversation? No, he's a jerk and that's all he is!...Right?

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I followed Paul outside onto the busy boardwalk. I was angry with myself, my thoughts, and mostly, my friends for making me do this. So, here's the plan. I told myself. Eat dinner with this guy and then see what happens after that.. I snorted to myself. That's not a plan at all. I sighed as we came over to a random empty table and he set himself and the pizza down.

I sat next to him, his arm still around my shoulder. I wanted to shrug it off and go away, but that's not gonna get me forty bucks.

He frowned. "The didn't give me paper plates."

"Last time I checked, you get your own paper plates." I mumbled.

He pulled his arm off my shoulder and went to stand up.

I grabbed his arm. "Hey, don't go off and get stupid plates for us two. I mean, seriously, I've got a better idea."

He sat back down and I opened the pizza box. Carefully, I ripped the top of the pizza box off and then carefully ripped it in half and gave half to him. "Tada! Now, careful, this is my finest china!" I said with a small smile.

He took the "fine china" from me and looked at it with pretend amazment. "Wow! Worth a grand!"

I rolled my eyes and he took the first slice and put it on my plate. I gave a small tilt of my head but then quickly shrugged it off as he began eating it. I grabbed myself a slice and took a bite. Wow, don't mean to be rude or nothing, but I sure found that rude! I thought to myself. I took another bite and watched him carefully. I mean, to be polite, shouldn't he have given me the first slice? Oh God, now I sound like my grandma. I growled to myself and gave myself a kick in my ankle.

He looked over at me and rose an eye brow. "Yes?" He said with his mouth full.

I ignored the fact that I could barely hear what he said and shrugged. "It's been a long day." I just said to pass time.

He nodded and took another bite of pizza. "Yeah, me too."

I looked at my pizza carefully and then back at him. The more we talk, the more time goes by and the faster I'm outta here! "You work?" I asked.

He shook his head. "Nope." He said again with a mouthfull of pizza. "You?"

"I kinda have too. I'm trying to move out of my house with my parents." I kicked myself. He didn't need to know that, stupid!

"Parents suck, eh?" He said, finally without food in his mouth.

I nodded. "Yeah. They hate everything about me, the way I dress, my friends, the way I look, the band that I'm in-"

"You're in a band?" He asked a small bit of excitement in his eyes.

I nodded. "Yeah, called King. I wouldn't be surprised if you haven't heard of us." I said.

"Naw, I haven't." He said. "What kind of music?"

"Hard rock dash metal." I said.

He grinned. "That's my favorite!"

I held back a smile. He was so charming when he wanted to be. "Mine too." I said. I caught myself as my face felt warmer and I felt myself blushing. I kicked myself again. No. What are you doing? I sighed and ate my pizza in silence.

"So.." He said putting his arm around me. "I think you're quite pretty."

I turned my head away to keep from eye contact. "Thanks." I said.

He set the remaining part of his pizza down and put his hand on my cheek and turned my head to look at him. "And your eyes..."

I tried to turn away again, but he didn't let me. "I'm not beautiful."

"I didn't say you were." Paul said.

I clentched my teeth. "You just did!"

"I called you pretty." He said with a grin. He leaned towards me, his eyes locking with mine.

I knew what he was planning, and slid my pizza inbetween our faces. "The pizza is getting cold." I commented.

He took my hint and leaned back to a normal sitting position but gave a smile. "You're right."

I took a bite of my pizza and then we ate in silence.

I have another slice after that, and he had another four.

I pushed the last slice towards him. "It's yours." I said.

He grinned and pushed it back. "I don't want it." He said.

I managed to give a small smile and I took the last slice of pizza. "Thanks. So what-"

That's when it happened...My phone went off...and I forgot to turn it to vibrate.

Next thing we know, the Bill Nye the Science Guy theme song beings blasting and I turned red with embarrassment.

Paul began laughing loudly at the music and I quickly grabbed my phone from my pocket and looked to see who was calling.

I clentched my teeth and lowered my head angrily and answered the phone. "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT, WINTER?" I growled.

Laughing from all of my friends echoed from the other end and I began getting hot with embarrassment again.

"Just checking up on you two! It's been a half hour!" Winter shouted.

I tilted my head. Really? It has been that long? I shook my head. "We're fine, know would you please hang up?"

Laughing came again.

"Aw! You like him, don't you?" Barbra laughed.

I shot Paul a side glance to see he had just overcome his laughter but he was still chuckling a bit. "I don't know." I said.

"Aha! It's not a no!" Amber shouted.

"No!" I snapped. "I'm going!" I hung up the phone and turned around to Paul.

He was preventing a laugh from escaping his lips but he managed to smile at me.

"It was my stupid friends." I said.

He chuckled. "Nice ring tone."

I clentched my teeth, but didn't do anything else. "Thanks." I muttered.

He picked up the last piece of pizza, and handed it to me. "You want to head down to the beach? It's nice and quiet there." He said.

I looked up into his eyes. There was something about them that made me want to say yes and go with him, but also something that made me want to turn around and run. I shrugged.

"Come on," he said with a grin putting an arm around me. "Tomorrow's Saturday! Can't you stay out longer?" He asked.

I looked around and gave a small shrug. "I don't know." I said.

"Come on, girl." He said with one of his sexy grins.

I looked down at the ground. Never had I felt this much...happiness but fear all at once, well, ever since middle school.

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I stood in the halways of the middle school, my eyes excited and happy.

Winter, who was still my friend, poked my shoulder. "Sean's coming!" She said excitedly. "You gonna ask him out?"

I nodded happily. "Yes! We've been good friends for a long time! I'm sure he'll say yes."

Winter and I waited patiently until a tall, dark haired eighth grader came walking down the hallway.

Winter and I, two young seventh graders, happily greeted him excitedly. Winter still had her scar, which she still kept hidden.

"Hi Sean!" I said excitedly.

Sean smiled. "Hi Timber and Winter."

I jumped towards him excitedly, my eyes big with excitement. "Sean, would you like to go out with me?" I asked.

His smiled turned to a frown, and my eyes and my own smile drooped. "I'm sorry, Timber, but we're just friends."

I stood there, sadly staring at his moving body as he walked away from me. A tear went down my eye, and then another come from the other and I backed away from the scene, my eyes filled with tears.

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I shook my head. "I'm sorry, I can't." I responded. "Besides, I just met you! I don't know what you're gonna do." I said and took a few steps back, memories of getting too close with a guy and then being crushed flooding into my brain.

He frowned and grabbed my arm. "I won't hurt you, I promise. I just want to be with you."

I looked around still uneasy. It was hard to say no to this guy, especially with a random piece of pizza in my hand. "I-" It was the first time I had felt cornered, unable to escape. I felt like the answer had to be yes. "D-do you think I can bring someone with me?" I asked. I felt like a fool, but I knew, if he was out to kill me, he wouldn't do it while I was with a friend.

"It wouldn't be as romantic-"

"Who said it was romantic?" I asked. My fear of being crushed kicked in and I wanted to run. I wanted to turn him down and make him hate me so I could leave, but I knew I couldn't, because something told me I shouldn't. "I'm just a little nervous at times where I need to be alone with someone I don't know." I said trying to make sure he didn't leave.

"Yeah but-"

"Fine." I said. "I don't need to bring someone." I shrugged. "I'll just be a little stiff and on alert and I'll have to hold onto this pizza, so it's not like we can hold hands or anything-"

"Fine." He said and then smiled. "To prove I won't hurt you." He said.

I nodded and pulled out my phone and dailed Winter's number. I waited patiently until I heard her darker voice. "Hello?" I asked.

"How's it goin' with him?" She asked.

"Can you come with us? You know, just for safety measures?" I asked.

There was a pause, and then, "Where are you guys going?" She asked.

"Just for a walk on the beach, but I didn't want to go alone." I said. I shot Paul a side glance to see him staring down the boardwalk, watching someone. I tried to get a quick glimse of who it was, but I couldn't tell.

"Yeah, I don't see why not." Winter commented.

"Okay, meet us just outside the pizza parlor." I said and hung up. I turned towards Paul to see him smiling.

"My friend wanted to tag along too." He said with a sloppy grin.

I sighed. Well, at least I'm not alone. "So I take it you also don't like being alone with someone you've never met?"

"No, he just felt like coming." He said smiling.

I gave another sigh, and then a tap came on my shoulder, and I turned around to see Winter. "Hey! You came." I said.

She smiled. "Yep!" She turned towards Paul. "I'm Winter, Timber's closest friend." She said.

Paul smiled. "Hey." He looked down the boardwalk again, and smiled. "My friend's on his way."

"Who is it?" Winter asked.

"He's name's Marko." Paul said.

"I take it he's in that gang of yours?" I asked.

Paul nodded.

I sighed. I hate getting mixed up with gang members. I thought to myself.

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So, what do you think? Did I do Paul's character good, or was it pretty bad?