Let's Figure This Out, Okay?:

Cathy's Pov:

The rest of the day went slower than usual. Ha. I guess that would make sense, right? I mean, it's not everyday that you find out that one of your best friends is in love with you and the guy that you had had a crush on prior to today has a thing for your other best friend. Um, wow. Headache, much?

After lunch, Chris and I had theatre. I was a little relieved. We're working on monologues in there so I don't have to really talk to him. Not that I don't want to talk to him...it's just that these last couple of hours have been...emotionally draining.

"What's wrong Cathy," Chris's voice broke me out of my reverie.

"Nothing's wrong! Nope! Just peachy over here, " I said nervously, giggling a bit.

I heard him sigh, but he seemed to accept this answer. He can be really considerate sometimes. He's a good guy when it comes down to it.

Suddenly, I heard the bell ring and the teacher said, "Children, we will be performing these monologues on Monday. It is your last big assignment and will count as 20 percent of your grade! You may go."

Great. Now I have to work on this all weekend. I hate this situation. Okay. Wrong word, maybe. I strongly dislike this situation. I can't focus on my work at all. It's a good thing that next period's my last and is just sign language. At least I don't have to worry about Chris worrying about me next period. I looked at the clock before booking it out of there. Great. Fifty four more minutes until after school.

Chris's Pov:

I know I shouldn't worry, but I do. It really concerns me to see her like this and it's all my fault. I should've just said yes to Cassandra. It could've avoided this whole situation. I mean, one date couldn't have been that bad, right? Oh, who am I kidding? It would've been terrible. I'd just be leading her on. I'm a terrible person.

"Cathy, " I called. "Wait up."

She ignored me and kept speed walking. Sigh. I hate what this is doing to us. I hope it's not going this bad for Danny and Sam, although, knowing Sam it's probably going the exact same way. Stupid school. Stupid situation. Stupid...DANCE! I don't even dance! I mean, I can. You aren't really friends with my friends if you don't know how, but it's not like I like to dance!

"Hey Chris," Cassandra said timidly.

"WHAT, CASSANDRA," I said, snapping at her. She looked a little scared. I took and deep breath before trying again. "I'm sorry. Um, yes?"

"...nevermind."

"Now I want to know. What is it?"

"Well, are things okay with you and Cathy? I mean, she ran out of there looking rather upset."

I sighed, "I don't know."

She nodded and started walking faster. IS IT NATIONAL WALK AWAY FROM CHRIS DAY OR SOMETHING? I sigh as I take my seat next to the window. This is the one class where I don't sit near Cathy. It's partially do to the fact that the teacher has seating arrangements.

"Cassandra, please take a seat next to Cathy," the teacher said.

Cassandra nodded and sat next to Cathy, catching my eye and giving me a quick thumbs up. I wonder what's up with her.

Cassandra's Pov:

I know what I have to do. I can't go through with my sister's plan. It's too terrible. These are nice people that I think can become good friends. So when I saw Cathy avoiding Chris in theatre, I knew that something was up. They looked absolutely adorable together before lunch and it was sweet to see Chris trying to get her out of her funk, but something wasn't right and sure, I was a little taken aback when Chris yelled at me, but I know that this was affecting him greatly. So I decided to do the one thing that I could do. I decided to talk to Cathy about it. Luckily, today was free period in sign language, otherwise, I don't think I could've helped much.

"Hey Cathy," I asked in the same way I had asked Chris earlier.

"Yeah," she said nervously, looking away.

"Are you okay," I asked.

"Yeah, why," Cathy said nervously, trying to look nonchalant.

"Well, honestly, you don't look okay and I know that I don't know you all that well, but I'm still worried," I said sincerely.

She looked at me and sighed. The said, "I just can't right now, okay?"
I looked down at my hands. Then I said, "Fair enough, but you should really talk to Chris about it. Well, I guess not about it, whatever it is, but at least reassure him instead of running away from him and I'm sorry for meddling. I know that it's not any of my business."

She seemed to be contemplating my words. She didn't say anything else. Opting to review her notes for the rest of the class, but when the bell rang, she hung back a bit. I could see that she was waiting for Chris. I inwardly smiled and muttered a quick, "Good luck," before leaving.

This was gonna be a long weekend.

Cathy's Pov:

She's right. Absolutely right. I can't even...it's just that...what if this doesn't work out? What if we try this and it ruins our friendship? Or what if we do try it and it messes up my friendship with Sam? I can't afford to lose either of my friends. Better yet, say we do try it and no one's upset about it. I don't know the first thing about being in a relationship. I've never dated.

Class is over. I'll take Cassandra's advice and wait for Chris. It's the least I can do. I mean, he's been nothing but patient with me. I prolonged putting my supplies away so that I could wait for Chris. He had to pass my desk to get to the door. I heard Cassandra mutter something and then leave. Oh boy. Let's hope I don't mess this up.

Chris's Pov:

Not that I dislike school, but I am so looking forward to the weekend. It's been a stressful day. Phew. Speaking of stress, I hope that Cathy isn't still mad at me. I'm sure she doesn't even want to talk to me. I've mad a mess of this, haven't I? I'll just leave today without her. It's what she wants.

I sling on my backpack and am walking by Cathy's desk when I feel her hand slip into mine. I automatically feel my cheeks growing warmer and a smile forming.
"Sorry," she murmurs, looking down at her feet.

"No, it's not your fault. This is a weird situation and it would be really...jerky of me to assume that you would just act normally after finding out that I," I hesitated, before lowering my voice and saying, "love you."
She looked up and smiled at me. Then Cathy said, "Stop doing that!"
"Doing what," I asked, confused.
"You're too nice and considerate. Stop that! I feel like such a...a...an immature...um, childish...SEE I can't even think of a word to describe my behavior! No words can describe how I've been acting!"

"Cathy, it's okay," I said, trying to calm her down.

"It's not okay, Chris," there was a pause. "You're too good for me."
I stopped, shocked, letting go of her hand.
"What's wrong?"
"Cathy, never say that. If anything, you're too good for me! How do you want me to act in this situation?"

"I want you to be mad at me."
"WHY? Why do you want me to be mad at you?"

"Because I'm indecisive. Because I'm probably not the person you thought I was prior to this day. Because I reacted so badly to this situation. Because I want to try this, but I'm scared. Because Sam and Danny might hate me. Because you might end up hating me," she took a breath. "Because I don't want to lose you."

I pulled her into a hug. I smiled once again, feeling her arms wrap around me. "Cathy, you'll never lose me and I could never hate you. I also know, for a fact, that Sam and Danny won't hate you. I mean look at Danny. He does reckless things all of the time and we still love him."
"Yeah," she said, slightly amused.

"Let's just figure this out, okay?"
"Okay."

Cough.

So, it's been awhile right?

Thank you masterminor for getting me out of my funk.
You're awesome. :D
I hope to finish this.