The next morning Chyna walked out of her house to be met by a very nervous Fletcher. It was slightly chilly and rain was pouring down.

"Hey Chyna," he gave a nervous smile as she barley looked her in the eye then turned to look up at the sky. He was soaked head to toe by the down pour. His long sleeved shirt was clinging to him and his jeans were a darker blue than they were originally. "It is raining pretty badly out here…and I know I usually skateboard to school but…"

Chyna interrupted him by lifting her umbrella over them and pointing toward the driveway. "Let's get going."

They rushed over to the car, slamming the doors beside them and shivering slightly. Chyna turned on the car and the heating system to warm them up.

"Just give the car a minute to warm up," Chyna said awkwardly while she looked forward. She didn't hear a response so she slowly turned to look at him. She gasped slightly when she turned to see him staring at her. She made eye contact with him for the first in a week. She gulped and became very aware of her chest moving up and down as his bright blue eyes held her brown ones.

She felt her face heat up before quickly turning her head back to face the front. "Okay, all warm," she laughed forcefully. Any other time she would have shrugged his stare off for "weird Fletcher behavior" but now knowing she was more than a crush to him, she felt self-conscious under his stare. She cleared her throat and pulled out of the drive way.

The car ride was silent except for the radio and after what felt like hours to Chyna they were finally the school.

"Thanks for the ride Chyna," Fletcher said softly as he pulled the strap of his bag over his shoulder.

"Yeah no problem," she smiled weakly as they walked toward the school entrance. "Do you…uh want to sit together at lunch today? I know I've been busy…"

"Hiding," Fletcher finished as he held the door open for her.

Chyna immediately felt guilty for ditching her friend all week. "Look Fletcher, I'm so sorry it's just…"

Fletcher put a hand on her shoulder, "I understand." He smiled as he rubbed her arm. "Just as long as I have my best friend back, it doesn't matter." He let her arm go when he heard the bell ring. "I'll catch you at lunch." He gave her a genuine smile that she hadn't seen in weeks and walked down the hall.

At that same moment James appeared beside Chyna. "Why hello there Miss Parks, glad to see you are no longer M.I.A." He put a hand on her shoulder and flashed a grin.

Chyna gave a forced smile and replied, "Busy week."

James nodded, "I bet babe. I hardly saw you and when I did you were totally spaced out."

Chyna gave a fake laugh and shrugged. "Well you know," she waved a limp hand, "stuff…"

James held up his arms and smiled. "I get it…it's a girl thing. No problem." He leaned over and kissed her on the cheek. "I'll catch you later." With that he made his way down the hall in the same direction as Fletcher.

Chyna's eyes widened as she lifted a trembling hand to her cheek. "This cheek is warm." She glanced down at her arm, "But this arm is still on fire."

She bit her lip as she looked down the hall. "God please help me. I've finally lost my mind."

After her first two classes Chyna ran to the bathroom. She ran into a stall and took out her cell phone.

Olive dear…we have a problem

Chyna bit her lip as she waited for her best friend to reply.

Sweet : ) is it a math problem!

Chyna rolled her eyes but couldn't help but let out a small laugh.

No Olive, it's much much more complicated

Chyna made a face as the girl in the stall next to her made some strange noises. Chyna plugged her nose and rushed out of the stall and out of the bathroom. She quickly walked into an empty classroom and sat on top of a desk. She glanced down at her phone to see the reply.

Uh, are you guessing what is in the school lunches?

Chyna hit the palm of her hand against her forehead and sighed. She typed out a message and hit send.

: / Olive! Pay attention…because this is pretty big

Chyna winced at the speed to which Olive replied.

Angus big? Or Mr. Parks big?

Chyna held her breath as she sent the next part of her message to Olive.

…I might want to be Fletcher's muse big….

Chyna closed her eyes and sighed when she read Olive's response.

Oh ship! You've finally lost your mind…