Hey guys! Sorry for not posting in a while. Life right now has kept me busy. I wrote this a while ago, and am now posting it. Please forgive me for not posting sooner. I promise I will start posting again, at least once a week. Feel free to leave me comments, or any ideas/questions you guys may have. I ears are open. I wrote this story with my heart on my sleeve, so I hope you guys like it. I'm sorry if it's too long. Finally I hope you all have a nice weekend.

I walk down the hall running to meet Minho. He's probably mad at me for being late. SHIT. Why was I at the custodian's closet for so long? I don't remember anything. Ugh. I run down the stairs going from one hallway to the next. I don't see him. Where is he? I walk past a hallway when I feel someone grab a hold of my arm.

I turn around and I see him. Minho.

He's smiling at me, "Hey", his voice soft and casual.

"Hi." I feel nervous all of a sudden.

"Where were you third block?" He continues holding my hand as we walk downstairs to the lobby.

"I was feeling sick, so I stepped out."

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yeah, I'm great."

"Hey-as I was walking here I thought I saw Thomas."

"Oh really?"

"Yeah, but then I thought maybe it was just me feeling guilty."

"Oh, don't feel bad."

I turn to face him. He looks at me, and then looks away.

"I feel bad, but at that same time I'm like-oh that shank won't care."

"Hey, I'm sure Thomas would be cool about it."

"Yeah think so?"

"Yeah, he loves attention. So don't worry about him."

"You're right. Hey, that reminds me. I want to talk to you about something."

The talk. I thought he had forgotten about it.

"Okay. What's up?" I say quietly.

"Well-I-I-"

"Galilea!" HE shouted my name.

I turn around and see him approaching me.

"Hey Newt what's going on?", Minho asks Newt, a little saddened he had interrupted him.

"I need to talk to Galilea."

We both looked at him.

"Alone."

Minho raises an eyebrow and looks at me.

I shrug my shoulders.

"Okay." He says with a concerned tone. "I'll see you later Galilea."

He hugs me.

"I'll find you later."

Minho heads off. I watch him leave. He wants to tell me something. I do too.

"Hey I'm so sorry.", Newt says.

I turn and look at him, completely misguided as to what is happening.

"Um... sorry? For what?" I don't know what he's talking about.

"For leaving you alone-it's just. Ratman wouldn't let me leave class. You were in distraught; I wanted to leave you somewhere safe. The custodian isn't here today so I left you there. I'm sorry. You must have freaked when you woke up."

I put my hand on his shoulder.

"Hey dude it's okay. Yeah I was weirded out at first, but at least you made sure I was in a safe place. Thanks."

He smiles.

"That's not the only thing I want to talk about with you."

His face turns serious.

"What is it?"

"Before I left, you told me something."

I go still. What is happening right now? All of a sudden we're talking casually and now- how did we get to discussing this.

"I did." I reply back. "Well whatever it was you shouldn't pay much attention to it. I was... you know not totally lucid. So I'm sorry for embarrassing myself-"

"Galilea you told me you liked me."

I... I don't know what to say to him. How do you react when you're confronted with the truth? When the person it involves is standing right in front of you.

"Newt-I"

"There you are!"

I turn to whoever just shouted my name.

Thomas.

Thank God.

"Hey Tommy what are you doing here? What happened to coming back next week?"

Newt smiles and hugs Thomas tightly.

"Let's talk about that another time-"

He pulls my hand. "-I need to talk to Lea."

"Oh, can it wait. We were actually talking about something important here."

He says looking back at me.

I don't know what to feel right now. I'm uncomfortable with this whole situation.

"I wouldn't say its important now. We can discuss that later." I blurt out.

I pull Thomas now.

"Come on let's go."

"Bye Newtie I missed you." Thomas blows kisses at him.

Newt doesn't respond. He just stands there looking lost. I hope I didn't hurt his feelings.

Thomas and I walk to the second floor, almost reaching the girl's dorm when we both stop facing each other.

"Thanks. Thomas."

"Hey, you might not have spilled the beans when Newt came up in our conversation, but I know you like him."

"How did you know to save me?"

"I realized after you left, that the only other person who knows my hide out is Newt. I figured he brought you there. And knowing just how messed up you were, you just might have told him-"

I blush.

"-which you did."

I walk back and forth.

"I don't remember what I told him."

"Hey. Don't fret."

Thomas looks at me.

"You need to calm down. If Newt found out it'll be alright. He's a good person. He wouldn't make fun of you. You know, in face he might have feelings for you too."

"Oh shut up. You know he doesn't and I know he doesn't. Don't lie."

"He said you looked hot one time."

"He did not."

"Yeah, I think that might have been Minho."

I smile. Minho. He likes me.

"You like Minho too? We've only been in school for four weeks. You hardly even know them."

Minho likes me. I like Newt. I could like Minho.

"Thomas is that you?"

We both look at each other and shrug.

"That is you."

We hear running up the stairs. That's when we decide to both look down the rail.

It's Teresa.

I don't want to see her right now.

"Hey, I got to go." I put my hand over my heart. "I'll be okay."

He smiles, "Alright. I'll be looking out for you."

I head to my dorm. I can't go downstairs. I'll run into her. I head to my room.

I open my dorm, and see Brenda drawing on her arm.

"Is there nothing else better for you to do?"

"The party doesn't start 'til 7. What am I supposed to do? This place is boring. By the way, it's nice to see you too."

I throw her candy off my desk, "You could do your homework. Now eat this candy. I don't want you to starve."

"Haha." Brenda chews the caramel.

"It's not my fault everything's so expensive nowadays." She says barely understandable.

"Yeah, I still can't believe you can still afford to pay your drug dealer." I take off my shoes and lay on my bed. My ceiling seems to be growing mold.

"Hey! Coke is cheap, sort of." She gets out of her bed and reaches for a book. "I guess I could do my homework." She flips through pages and then closes it suddenly. "Nope, this can wait 'til after the party. Oh, Minho came by-"

My eyes open.

"He wants you to meet him at the lobby at 4."

I look down at my clock. It's 3:07. I got time. I go back to staring at the ceiling. Newt knows I like him. He doesn't like me back. He wants to tell me that. I just can't hear it right now. The idea of me and Newt together has to stay with me for at least a bit more. I don't want to lose that idea. Not yet.

I wake up. What time is it? 3:52.

I should probably start heading there now. I look over to Brenda's bed. She's not here. I guess she left. I head to the bathroom. I need to check on my hair. It seems to look okay. I rinse my mouth with mouthwash. I start to yawn. I guess I'm still sleepy.

I grab my dorm key and open the door. I don't notice him standing there at first. I turn the lights off, and close the door when I see him.

"How long have you been standing there?" I ask him, as I lock the door.

"I just got here-Galilea I need to talk to you."

I turn around to look at him. His face is serious. "Well let's talk, but let's make it quick. I need to be somewhere." I walk down the hallway, Newt at my side. He doesn't say anything at first. We walk in silence for a while, until we start walking down the stairs when he finally starts to speak.

"I was thinking at first of not telling you. I wouldn't think you'd have remembered anything about it. You were too high to be conscious of anything."

"I would have preferred if you hadn't have told me what I said." I tell him, not looking at him. We both aren't looking at each other. Our feet filled in the silence.

"I needed you to know, I needed to see if what you said was true."

I stop walking and turn to face him. "What? That I like you? Of course I like you. If you don't like me I get it, but please don't make me make a fool of myself. Let's just forget this ever happened." I run down the stairs. I hear him yelling my name and at one point chasing after me, but it's too late. I have arrived at my destination. I see him, and he has already seen me. It's too late to go back.