"He asked you to meet his parents!"

"Yeah..." I say, I'm sitting on my bed back in Gennie and my dorm after a night out with Sebastian. Gennie lays in her own bed all bundled up. She makes a groan every time I say something that's not in a whisper, so I try to be as quiet as possible. I'm sitting crossed legged with my back arched over my laptop and Kurt's face peering out from it, at me. It's not the most comfortable or attractive position, but I've sat in worse.

"What did you say?" Kurt asks excitedly.

"I said I'd think about it."

"What did he say?" I shrug my shoulders a little and then shrug them harder to make sure he can see it. "He nodded and said he'd take me back to my dorm." Kurt ooo's. Now I was worried. "Was that the wrong thing to do?" I start to freak out.

"Well, not nessicarly..." He says as if thinking really deaply.

"I should've said yes." I say more to myself then I do to him. I let my forehead rest in the palm of my hand.

"Oh god no," He says. "Sebastian's far from being a person that should enjoy your company." He waves and rolls his eyes as he says this. I laugh, Gennie growns, I stop.

"He can't be that bad Kurt!"

"Oh trust me, about a year or so ago, he was constantly trying to get in my boyfriend's pants. And yes we were dating then." My heart sinks a little. I wanted so badly for him to have grown into a nice human being.

"Then why do you think it was the wrong thing to do?"

"Because what Sebastian wants, Sebastian get's and he won't stop persuing you until you've said yes. What you should've done was put your foot down, then and there and said no." I sigh. The thought of having Sebastian 'persuing me' didn't sound all that bad.

"But he didn't get your boyfriend now did he?" I sate. I raise my eyebrow and cross my arms.

"W-Well no," Kurt stutters. "But that was different." I roll my eyes and hold back my laughter.

"Kurt how is it different?! You just said whatever he wants he gets, so how he didn't get your boyfriend?"

"Because I didn't let him step all over me!" Kurt whines.

"But I'm not!" I whine back. He leans back in his chair and lifts his hands up defensively.

"Fine, but be careful." I giggle.

"I'm glad you're so worried."

"I'm worried because I'm a good friend." I smile.

"Okay, that's enough!" Gennie rolls over and get's out of her bed and wonders over to mine. "If you both don't mind, I'd like to actually get some sleep tonight. Nice seeing you Kurt, but you've gotta go." She swips my laptop from me and is about to end our skype call.

"Bye Kurt!" I yell before the connection is canceled.

As Gennie and I walk to our period one classes the next day, she can't help but whine about the night before. "And you guys talked for like two hours," she says.

"Gennie, I said I was sorry," I mumble. I'm not really paying much attention to her. All I can think about is how close I'm getting to my English class. If what Kurt said was true, then Sebastian would probably bring up the topic again. I want so badly to say yes to him, but I know the only reason I would, is because of his looks. I mean I can't actually be attracted to anything else can I?

"Kelsi? Kelsi Jones? Are you even listening to me?" Gennie had stopped right in front of me and I had walked into her.

"S-sorry," I say. "I was distracted." She places her hands on her hips and looks me up and down as if inspecting my health.

"Are you going to alright from now on?" If she meant if I'd ever get over my little crush then yeah, I probably would, but I realize that she's talking about being alright to go on without her. We've stopped right in front of the door to my English class.

I nod. "Yeah, I'll be fine, you have fun in math." I say playfully. She had met this guy yesterday that she couldn't stop talking about. I think she said his name was Jim, or maybe it was Jeff? I don't remember. Besides I'll be hearing more about him at lunch.

I walk into the classroom and make my way over to my seat, smiling at the guy's who's eyes wonder over me like they did the day before. It's a little creepy actually. I guess I've just never been this desired before. I'm wearing the same outfit as yesterday except now I wear a charcoal gray pencil skirt with my blazer. I try my hardest not to make eye contact with Sebastian as I sit down in front of him, but he's not even looking. His head rests on top of his crossed arms and it looks like he's sleeping. I can't even see his face and I have a strong erge to awe; he looks so cute.

I start to pull out my materials when one of the guys walks up to me. He's got a huge smirk on his face and leans on my desk with his arms crossed over his chest. He wasn't here yesterday, he must've taken a sick day, I'm assuming you can't do that as often here because you don't have your parents to back up your story. He's cute, but not as cute as Sebastien. His hair is styled in the same jelled up way that the rest of their hair is, but it's not as perfect as Sebastian's. His eyes are a deep blue, but they don't pull you the same way that Sebastian's do. Stop it, I know what you're thinking.

"And what's a fine young lady like you doing at a school like this?" He asks. He has trouble written all over him.

"Trying to learn." I say dryly. He laughs and leans in closer.

"Well if you ever need any help..." He doesn't finish his sentence and just get's up. I smile as he goes back to his seat. As he does this Sebastian get's up, out of his and sits next to me.

"That seats taken," I say mockingly. I know I shouldn't, but I don't want him thinking I'm some helpless little girl who can be pushed around. I can see him liking someone who's fiesty. If only he was straight...

"Cute," He says, he isn't faised by my comment. "But we both know it isn't." I can feel my cheeks starting to go red, so I turn away to try and hide it.

"What do you want Sebastian?"

"Have you thought about it?" I knew it was a matter of time before he asked, but I didn't think it'd be this soon.

"About what?"

"You know what." His voice isn't angry or impatient, he just wants a clear answer.

I sigh. "Look, I know we were really good friend's once, but that was almost ten years ago. I don't even know you. You don't even know me and your asking me to go away with you for two weeks?" I'm saying this in a whisper, but I can feel people watching.

"So I'm guessing you still need time to think then?" Did he even hear me?

"Sebastian I'm not doing this." I say as I roll my eyes. He scoffs and nods before he starts to get up, but I stop him. I grab onto his forearm, I can feel his muscles tense as he looks back to me.

"Yes?" I realize I haven't said anything yet.

"I-I... Well I noticed that you're not sitting with anyone today, so why not sit here?" I say sheepishly. He gives me a staredown as if pondering the thought of sitting next to me.

"Alright," He says casually. I can't help but smile. He get's up goes back to his desk which makes me feel so upset, but then I realize that he's just getting his stuff. I let my head rest in my hand, feeling a bit stupid. I should really stop jumping to conclusions all the time.

About thirty minutes goes by before the teacher gives us some time to work on our essay that's due in a week. I tell you, these teacher's don't go easy on you at all. How on earth am I supossed to get an entire essay done in a week? Anyways... The book we have to read is called The Giver, thank god I've actually read it before, and recently. For some reason most of the books I've read seem to be dystopic.

Sebastian sits back and draws something on the back of his paper. I strain my neck to see what it is. It's not really a particular object, just some random shapes and some shading that makes up his name.

"Nice drawing." I say.

"Thanks." He mumbles. I wonder if he needs help with his essay, so I ask.

"Do you need some help getting your essay going?" I've turned myself around so that I'm facing him now.

"Nope." He says flatly, but then stops drawing and turns to me. "I've already finished." He explains. He didn't need to tell me that, but the fact that he did shows me that he's trying not to be so... Sebastian if you will.

"That's amazing!" I say. He gives me a small smile before turning back to his drawing. I was impressed, most kids just leave their essay to the last couple of days, especially boys.

"You on the other hand, should probably get going." I nod and start to get back to planning when a question pops into my head.

"Hey Sebastian?"

"Hmm?"

"Who's that guy who came over to talk to me?" I look down as I say this. For some reason I feel like I'm betraying him by asking. Sebastian just smiles at me. How I love it when he does. Each time he does, it's like he's giving me a gift.

"I don't know." I thought he was just playing with me, but he's actually serious.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I don't know. He must be a new kid."

"Oh... Thanks." I say. I wonder if Sebastian is acttracted to him, but I'd never ask.

Another two hour long classes, a lunch date with Gennie, another class with Sebastian, and a fairly easy chemistry test go by before I'm walking back to my dorm. In the second class I had Sebastian he actually sat beside me without me saying anything. I was about to mention to him that someone actually had sat there before, but I assume that he already knew that.

As I walk I look for Gennie to join me but she doesn't. I feel a little alone and I wish I had someone to walk with me.

I jump when someone slaps my butt. "Gennie that's not..." I turn around and stop when I see the boy who walked up to me in English.

"Hey, what's up?" He says. I could've kneed him in his nuts right there.

"What's up? Aparently your hands. You should probably try to keep them to yourself before you lose something valuable." I start to stomp off but he grabs my arm and pulls me back.

"Easy girl, I didn't mean to offend you."

"Well I usual don't take well to people slapping my ass." I spit at him. "Or holding onto me." I tug my arm away from him and he releases.

"Alright I get it. How about I make it up to you over a bite to eat?" I pause, thinking about his offer. He was really annoying, so why was I considering it?

"I-I can't." I stutter. I hated myself for it.

"Oh yeah?" He get's closer. "And why not?"

"Because..." I had to think of something fast. "I'm dating someone."

"Really? It must be that boy who sat beside you in English?"

"Oh yeah that's him." I say. Wait, what? Oh no. I just said Sebastian was my boyfriend. Shit!

"Well that's to bad." He says. He backs off a bit. "Well if you ever decide that he's to little for you then I'll be waiting." He starts to walk in the direction oppostie me and then leans in. "The names Richard, by the way." I get a shiver up my spine as he says this. What on earth am I going to do?

I brave the rest of the walk and make it to my dorm alone. Once inside I throw my stuff down beside my bed and lay on it. I sigh and wonder what on earth kids do at this school when they have the time. The only two people I really knew were Gennie and Sebastian. Gennie was nowhere to be found and I had no idea where Sebastian was or even how to find him. I jump up as the door opens. It's Gennie. She has an enormous smile on her face and she's walking as if she's sneaking away from something or someone.

"Bye," she says to some mistery person behind the door. She closes the door and sighs as she leans against it.

"Who was that?" I ask amused. I know exactly who it was.

"Jeff." She says happily. I roll my eyes and throw my pillow at her.

"What'd you two talk about?"

"Stuff..."

"Gennie!" I whine, I hate it when people stall. "Is that where you went after class?" She nods.

"Yeah, after fifth he pulled me aside and asked if I wanted to get some coffee."

I jump off my bed and run over to her. "And what'd you say!?"

She pauses. "I said yes!" She screams and then squeals. I squeal with her too and jump up and down. She follows my lead and for a few seconds we're doing some weird jig. After awhile of this we stop and fall down to the floor. We're both giggling and breathing heavily from our extreme workout... That's a joke, if you were wondering. I'm totally way more physical than that...

I sigh. "So, when are you guys going to get your coffee?" She sits up and fixes her hair.

"Tonight. He wants to take me to some coffee shop called The Bean or The Vanilla Bean." Something tells me none of those is what it's actually called, but I ignore it.

"Oh," I say a little stunned. I'm happy for her, but I guess I'm also a little jealous. "That's awesome! What are you going to wear?"

She gasps. "I have no idea! Wanna help me pick something? We get to wear whatever after school hours, so I don't want to show up in that boring old blazer." I laugh.

"Of course." It took Gennie two and a half hours to find an outfit, take a shower, and get all dolled up for the night to come. Most of that was her getting dolled up. I just hope that Jeff wasn't waiting for her. Usually Gennie's petty good with managing her time; she know's she takes so much time to get ready that she always starts at least two or three hours before anything. I know it's crazy, but that's Gennie for you.

"How do I look?" She asks as she exits the bathroom.

"Gennie you look amazing." She smiles and starts to head for the door, but hesitates. She looks back to me with a concerned look on her face.

"Will you be okay?" I'm puzzled by the comment, but then I realize she probably feels guilty about leaving me here alone. "I could ask for you to tag along, but..."

"Oh for heavens sake, don't you dare!" I say in a stern voice. "You guy have fun, I'll be fine." She smiles and then exits the room, leaving me alone with my unfinished essay.

I wake up to the sound of a knock on my door. I must've fallen asleep in the middle of writting. It was probably Gennie. She probably lost or forgot her key, although I didn't think I locked the door. Just in case, I rap my silk marron robe around my body. I had been wearing a pair of sleeping shorts and a tank top that didn't even make it's way down all the way to my waste.

I open the door and jump when I see Sebastian standing there. Why did he always have to come at times when I looked like shit?

"Sebastian! Wh-what are you doing here?" I pull the robe more securely around myself.

"How'd the chemistry test go?" He remembered? I wanted to melt with happiness, but I pull myself together. He welcomes himself in and sits on Gennie's bed. How I wish he sat on mine.

"I-It went good. I actually think I got a good mark on it." I say honestly.

"That's cool." He says dryly. He's not paying attention to me, he's to busy looking the room up and down. My sides actually rather clean while Gennie's side of the floor is covered in clothes. I hope he approves. There's a long pause before any of us say anything. "So," I say. He looks over to where I stand in the doorway. I close the door and walk over to my bed and sit down. "Would you care to tell me what you're doing here?"

"Have you thought about it?" I roll my eyes. He's impossible.

"Sebastian leave me alone, I'll give you an answer when I'm ready." I get up and head to the door just in time to hear a knock. I stop in my tracks, not knowing what to do. "Be quiet." I order as I point my finger at him. He just smiles and nods. Something tells me he doesn't want anyone to know he's been here either.

I open the door and am surprised by who it is. "Richard!" My voice expresses how shocked I am. "What are you doing here?" He tries to enter the room like Sebastian did, but I manage to stop him.

"I've been thinking about our little talk this afternoon."

"Oh yeah?" I step out of the room a little and try to close the door behind myself so that Sebastian can't hear everything, but I know it's no use. I rap my robe around myself again, as it seems to keep opening up.

"And I was wondering how Sebastian Smythe could be your boyfriend if he's gay." My heart almost stops right there and I can feel the beads of sweat forming on my forehead.

"Well I-I... There's a good explanation for that." I can feel the hole I've dug getting bigger and bigger.

"Mmmhmm." He says. He crosses his arms in front of himself, obviously not convinced. "Look if you weren't interested you didn't have to lie."

"No I wasn't..." The hole was now starting to close around me and just when I think nothing or no one can save me, Sebastian comes out from behind the door. My mouth drops open as I saw what he was wearing or the lack of attire. His hair is all messed up and he has stripped down to nothing but his boxers, his muscular build is screaming for my attention.

"Is there a problem here?" Sebastian asks with a smile. He raps his arm around my waist as he does this. I'm hyperventalating. I'll have you know that although I'm not proud of it, I've thought about him more then once with this little clothing on, and in no way did I expect this to happen.

"She um... She said you two were dating, but I heard from a little birdy that you were gay."

"Hmm, well that's weird, isn't it sweety?" He shifts his weight so that he's leaning on me a little and looks over to me. I can't bring the words to my mouth so I just nod.

"So you're not gay?" Richard still didn't seem convinced.

"Let's just say I play for both teams." Sebastian's hold around me tightens.

"Oh I get it," Richard says. It must be so embarrassing for him. "So you're straight and a fag at the same time." What was going on here? I couldn't breath. Why was Richard being so rude. Was it jealousy?

"How dare you!" I say. I take a step forward, but Sebastian pulls me back.

"I think you should be leaving now," Sebastian says. The whole time his voice is calm and confident. I would say sexy even, but let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Richard smirks. "I think I should." He says in disgust. With that, he walks away with his hands in his pockets.

I let out the breath of air I had been holding in and just stare in disbelief as he walks off. Sebastian's grip around my waist loosens and he walks back into my room. About a minute goes by before I realize I'm just standing there. when I walk back into the room I see Sebastian laying on my bed. He's still wearing the same thing he was when he came to rescue me, his head rests on his hand and he has on that same sexy smile. It takes every fibre of my being not to join him on that bed. Would he object to my stradling him? I mean we are a couple now.

"You owe me." He states plainly. I close the door and lean against it as I watch him. Every time he moves, even an inch, one of his muscles tense. I'm so glad he his a good build because it makes this more enjoyable.

"I do not!" I say.

"Oh? Then I'll just go ask ol Richie for his number." I can't help but laugh at this. I have to remind myself that he's gay and a little part of me get's really upset, as if I've been let down.

"That's not fair! I didn't ask for your help."

"But it's not like you didn't need it." He was right, and I hated him for it.

"Fine," I say crossing my arms. "What do you want?"

He smirks and let's out a short laugh. "You know what I want." I sigh.

"When do we leave?"

"A week from now." Jeez, he really wasn't kidding about leaving around Christmas break.

"But that doesn't give me enough time to see my parents. I have to see my parents on Christmas." I think I'm pleading now. He get's up and slowly walks over to me.

"Wow, you'll get to spend time with your folks." He raises his hands in front of himself as if to assure me. "Dalton's Christmas break is three weeks instead of two, so you get the first two with me and then you can spend actual Christmas day with your family." It seems fair, and it's not like I wasn't super pysched to spend two weeks with Sebastian.

"Well..." By now he's standing next to me, looking down into my eyes. He's so beautiful. How in the world was I this lucky?

"Please?"

"Okay," I say in a defeated voice. He embrasses me in a hug and it makes me so happy that he can't see my face right now because it's probably beat red.

"Well," He says picking up his clothes. "I'd better be going." He reaches past me for the doorknob but I stop him.

"Sebastian your all but naked; don't go out there like that!"

He shrugs. "Why not? It'll make anyone who seems me actually think we're dating." Although I'm thrilled with the fact that we'd be referred to as a couple, I'm not sure I like his plain.

"That's rediculous. And besides, even if we were dating I'd never let you leave looking like that!" I'm giggling now.

"Are you sure?" He says. Is he flirting?

"Y-yes," I say pushing him back a little. "At least put your pants on," I say in an amused voice. He sighs and rolls his eyes in exageration. I can't help but laugh as he puts his pants on. He heads for the door again and this time I let him at it.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He whispers in my ear before leaving. I close the door behind him sigh. Best. Day. Ever! I run over and jump on my bed. I start jumping up and down on it while squealling. I wish Gennie was here so I could share my excitement with her. I get down from my bed and walk over to my closet. What should I pack?