Bridget's POV

Just a few minutes after Guy left, Loren and Cassie stormed into the room with some chicken soup for me.

"You better tell us what happend here this afternoon," Loren said without even trying to hide her curiosity.

"I'm feeling a little better, but I'm guessing that Bec and Garry still won't let me go to the training tomorrow,

thanks for asking girls," I replied with a smile. Their expressions were priceless as they sat down on my bed.

"Sorry, we do hope you feel better Bridget, it's just that we are obviously curious about what happend today," Cassie pointed out to me.

"What do you mean? Guy spent the afternoon here trying to keep me entertained. He must feel really bad about infecting me.

It was nice though; we haven't spent much time together lately, at least, not just the two of us.

It was nice to have some company; being sick is just so boring."

"Why does he think that he's the one who infected you? This flu has been going around in Blue Water a while now.

You could just as easily have caught it in school." "Well yes, but...mmmh...but in school, no one kissed me,"

I said hiding my face behind my pillow and knowing just too well I'd blushed again.

"He kissed you? When? Why didn't you tell us? Why are you blushing?" Loren was getting excited about it all.

"Wait, wait, wait!" Now it was Cassie's turn to speak u, "Didn't you two just have a chat about being better off as friends?"

"He kissed my cheek the day we all went out for the picnic, when he was sick.

I went straight to bed when we got home and he checked on me to see if everything was okay. Before he left, he kissed me goodnight.

I didn't tell you because I wasn't sure what to think about it. The blushing seems to be a new talent I've just discovered around Guy. "

"We don't have to tell you that it seems that you have a crush on him, right?" Cassie asked me.

"No, you don't. The reason why I was so absentminded lately is because of him. I feel so different about him now.

I wish I could turn back time and change the conversation we had about us better being friends to a conversation about surfing," I smiled weakly.

"You know, he thought you have a boyfriend and that you didn't know how to tell him. We told him that, from what we know, there was no boyfriend in your life.

I hope you're not mad because of that." "No I'm not mad, Loren. But there's something I want to know.

Why did you two seem so sure about the fact that something happened here today?" Loren was looking at Cassie, who was making a funny face.

It seemed like they were trying to figure out who was going to tell me about it.

"Girls, come on, don't leave me hanging here like this!" I teased them. Just at that moment, to door opened again and Bec appeared in the room.

"Hey Bridget, how are you doing?" "I'm feeling a little better, thanks for the soup!" "You're welcome," she turned to Loren and Cassie,

"You two better come down for dinner. The boys are waiting, it would seem as though they haven't had anything to eat in months!"

Bec waited at the door, knowing just too well that we would have continued talking and forgetting about dinner if she would have left without them.

Loren and Cassie left me, but before to door was finally closed, Cassie said, "Guy was one big smile when left your room today.

That's why we were so curious about what had happend in here." She winked at me and closed to door.

I turned around in bed so that I could see out of the window into the sunny sky.

Could it be that maybe, just maybe, Guy also had more feelings for me. I felt a small smile appear on my lips and a huge bunch of hope raise in me.

'Bridget you don't know if it's true. Maybe he has a crush on you, but maybe –

which in fact is more the more likely scenario – he's just nice because he really feels guilty about infecting you,' I told myself.

I didn't want to jump to conclusions just now. I let my mind wander around some more until sleep won over.