After the party, everyone got some well-deserved rest. It's a shame they only got about four hours of sleep since their flight leaves at 7:00 in the morning. When they got home, they all fell on a couch/chair or just straight to the floor.

"I'm so freaking tired," Simon said exhausted.

"Why didn't you get any sleep on the plane?" Eleanor asked.

"Well, I was… busy," Simon replied. He turned to Brittany as he said this. Brittany couldn't help but blush.

Eleanor saw what Simon did and slightly scowled at him. "So, you two finally got together, huh?" Eleanor asked. "It's about damn time."

"What do you mean, sis?" Brittany asked.

"Hold on, lemme prove my point," Eleanor answered. "Hey, Alvin?"

Alvin peeked in from the kitchen. "Yeah!?" he yelled.

"Did you know that Simon and Brittany are dating?" Eleanor asked.

"What took them so long?" Alvin answered back.

Eleanor gave Simon and Brittany a "see, told ya" look.

Simon decided to test this out for himself. "Hey, where'd Theodore go?" he suddenly asked.

"Right here," Theodore replied. "What's up?"

"Did you know that me and Britt are dating?"

Theodore looked puzzled. Simon took this as a sign of victory. However, it all came crashing down when Theodore said, "Wait… you two just started dating? I thought you were together already!"

Eleanor started snickering. Simon just groaned.

Brittany walked over and hugged him. "What's wong, baby?" Brittany asked babyish. She hugged him tighter. Simon started poking his lips out. Brittany answered back by kissing Simon on the lips. The two just stood like that for a while. Eleanor walked up beside and looked puzzled. She inspected their mouths amazed that they can stay motionless like that.

Eleanor decided to rescue them from lack of oxygen and yelled out, "Hey, Brittany, come help me set the table."

Brittany held up one finger, signaling Eleanor to wait a minute. She pouted and stormed into the kitchen. Simon noticed and couldn't help smiling.

"Ok," Simon said slowly. "I can't breathe…"

Brittany laughed. "You lightweight," Brittany said.

"Well, I've never been with someone so breath taking," Simon replied with a smirk.

"Aww," Brittany replied. "Keep talking like that and you and I will definitely spend a lot of time together."

"I'm getting excited already!" Brittany hit Simon on the shoulder. "Was that supposed to hurt?"

Brittany playfully glared at Simon. Simon dodged the next hit and ran to the stairs. Brittany would've chased him, but Eleanor grabbed her shirt and dragged her into the kitchen.

"You know, you need to get off that boy's jock," Eleanor said.

"I will once you get off of Alvin's," Brittany replied.

Eleanor gasped and covered her mouth with her hand.

***

"So, you're dating Brittany now, huh?" Jeanette asked.

"Yep," Simon replied. "Alvin and Eleanor have been dating since… well, since God knows when. Now, me and Britt are dating. All that's left is you and Theo."

Jeanette paused as she heard this. Tears were about to forming her eyes. She held her head down low enough were you couldn't see her eyes anymore.

Simon got worried. He knew that Jeanette liked Theodore. Then an idea popped in his head. "You told him, didn't you?" Simon asked. Jeanette nodded sniffing loudly. "He said no, I'm guessing?" Jeanette nodded again. Simon embraced Jeanette, saying, "I'm sorry, Netta." Jeanette started sobbing loudly now as she held onto Simon's shirt. Simon's mind was racing for a good response to make her feel better. "Uh, Jeanette?" he asked.

"Huh?" she said looking up.

"How 'bout I help you out?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, why don't I hook you up? I know a guy who's interested."

Jeanette wiped her tears and blinked. "You do?"

"Yeah, he saw you on tour with us and couldn't get his tongue off the floor."

Jeanette started blushing. "So, what's his name?"

"His name is Desmond, but everyone calls him DJ"

"DJ, huh?"

Jeanette kept asking Simon questions about DJ until she wore him out. "That's all I know about him, Netta," Simon said.

"Oh, sorry, Simon," Jeanette said. "So, when can I meet him?"

"Well, I'll phone him up later and get something scheduled," Simon answered. "Sound good?"

"Sounds wonderful."

***

"Theodore?" Alvin asked. Theodore was leaning over the balcony. He turned his head slightly, and waved at Alvin. "Are you ok, Theo?"

"Sort of," Theodore replied.

"What do you mean, 'sort of?'" Alvin asked.

"Well," Theodore said softly, "Jeanette…asked me out on the last night of the tour."

"Whoa… so you two are dating?"

"Naw, man."

"Why not? If I imagined anybody to be with you, I imagined Jeanette."

"I did too. Don't get me wrong, Alvin, I really like her. It's just that, I had to say no."

Alvin's eyebrow arched. "Ok, I'm lost. Usually when two people like each other, they start dating. You and Jeanette, on the other hand, aren't. I guess what I'm trying to ask is… why?"

"It's more complicated than that, Alvin."

"What is making it complicated?"

"I have a problem, Alvin, a BIG problem."

"Oh… that would do it."

"Yeah, I was really mad because I wanted to be with her. But, I don't want this problem to harm Jeanette. Until I get the problem solved, I can't date at all."

Alvin just soaked in everything. "I think you're blowing this out of proportion, Theo."

"Alvin, you don't understand."

"Yeah… I don't. But the thing is, we're only in high school. You're most likely not gonna find the one now."

"How do you know that, Alvin?"

"Think of it like this, Theo. How many guys find that girl for them on the way to 10th grade?"

Theodore paused. "I guess you're right."

"Look, Theo, I understand how you feel. To tell you the truth, I think Jeanette would be a good girlfriend for you, but it's not like you're marrying her. Slow your roll man. We only have a few more years of childhood left. We don't need to rush it into adulthood." Alvin started thinking about what he said. "Man, how am I kidding?"

"Hmm? What do you mean, Alvin?"

"I'm being a hypocrite right now. I'm telling you not to rush things in life, and I'm having sex already."

"I didn't know that." Theodore patted Alvin on the shoulder. "Well, you can always stop. I'm sure Eleanor will understand."

"Maybe, you're right." Alvin just closed his eyes and hung his head. "I hope you're right."