Hey guys! I'm sad to say that this is one of the last chapters. :( I really liked writing this story! But, I will be making my new crossover story as soon as this story and my Camp Rock story are complete!

I still hope you guys will like this chapter! Read, Enjoy, and Review!

Chapter 10

I had awakened to rays of sunlight shining in my eyes this morning, I remember it completely clearly. Today was the day that either one of two things would happen. One, I would make a complete idiot of myself in front of Connor and have the worst night of my life; or two, I would have the best night of my life. The end-of-the-school-day bell had just rung and I was walking out front to meet Brenda. She seemed pretty excited when I got out there; the way her feet were moving made her look like she would jump in the air and yell something completely random at any second.

"Hey Bren, what are you so excited about?"

"Oh my gosh! Abby, guess what!"

"What?"

"Stanley said yes! I'm going to the dance with him!"

"Aw, that's awesome Bren! I'm so happy for you!"

I gave her a congratulatory hug and we walked off toward her house. I couldn't help but look behind me and sure enough Connor and Tanner were starting to walk our way. Oh man, not good!

"Abby, are you OK?"

"Not really; Connor's behind us!"

I whispered it to her so Connor and Tanner wouldn't be able to hear.

"Abby, chill! It's not like he's going to hurt you just because he's seeing you walk with me home today!"

"Ugh! OK, you're right."

"Hey Abby!"

Ah man! I could hear Connor picking up his speed and catching up to us.

"Hey, since when did you start walking home?"

I turned to him nervously, but when I saw his face I felt relief. He was actually kind of smiling.

"Oh, it's just for today; Brenda and I are hanging out at her house together before the dance."

"Really? That's cool. Hey, guess what? My parents said that my grandparents are going to my cousin's volleyball game, so we aren't having our family thing until next weekend!

"Really? So that means you're going to the dance tonight?"

"You bet I am!"

"Cool."

"Yeah, so which way are you guys headed?"

"Toward Brenda's house over that way."

I pointed in the direction that we were heading.

"Cool, that's the way we're going! Do you think we could walk together?"

I looked at Brenda for approval.

"That's fine with me!"

"Sure you guys can!"

"Sweet!"

I saw Tanner sneak a smirk in my direction; I gave him a yes-I-know-that-you-know sort of look. We all started walking together.

"So, are you guys excited about the dance?"

"Yeah, I can't wait to find out who my 'Secret Admirer' is!"

"So, who do you think it is?"

"Well, I'm not all that sure, but I have an idea of who it could possibly be."

"Really? Who?"

"Do I really have to tell you?"

"No, you don't have to if you don't want to."

"OK, good; I don't feel all too comfortable telling who I think it is."

"Well, whoever you think it is, do you like her?"

"Yeah, I do. I think she's really pretty, she has a cool personality, and she has the best smile I've ever seen."

I think I almost blushed after he said that, but I was so busy nodding and smiling to know if I was or not. I wasn't completely sure whether he was talking about me or not.

"Well, whoever she is, she must really like you."

"Yeah, apparently so. You know, these notes that she's been sending to me are actually...cool!"

"Really?"

"Yeah, it shows that she's thinking about me; it makes me feel special."

He looked over and grinned at me.

"So, have you figured out what the notes mean?"

"Well, there was one that said that she passes me in the hall a lot, so she must be someone that I see as I pass by her a lot. And there was another one that said that wanted me to give her a chance to see how things would go, so I'm guessing she wants to be my girlfriend."

"Aw, how sweet! She really does like you!"

"Yeah, no kidding!"

I noticed that Tanner appeared to have an annoyed expression on his face. I decided to drop the subject.

"You know, I don't think you should worry about it. Just wait to find out until she's ready."

"But, how will I know she's ready?"

"Well, if you'd know us girls and our ways, she'll probably have one of her friends come and tell you. Still, you shouldn't worry about it; at least, not until the actual dance."

"Yeah, I guess you're right."

That was the end of that discussion. We all kept talking until we reached Brenda's house.

"Well, I guess we'll see you guys at the dance."

"Yeah, see you guys later."

We walked up the steps to her front porch; she took out her house key, unlocked the door, and we walked inside. You'll never guess who was there to attack us both with licks of excitement! Yep, her little chocolate lab puppy Hershey. She was only about two months old now and I had to say, she was absolutely adorable!

"Welcome to my home, where you'll find the entire living room floor covered in Lego's!"

"Sweet! I like Lego's!"

"And I do too obviously!"

We both laughed. Of course, the rest of the day was spent sitting on her living room floor playing with the Lego's while watching TV and drinking a couple glasses of Sunkist soda. Brenda, being my practical sister, was courteous to me and let me use her shower; she knew how I liked to be nice and clean right before I went to a dance. I tried to hurry as fast as I could so I wouldn't be rude and Brenda could get in the shower. I put on my outfit for the night and walked out.

"Hey Bren, the shower is all yours."

She stared at me wide-eyed.

"Wow! Abby!"

"What? Is it terrible?"

"No, you look great!"

"Really? Thanks! Well, it's your turn now!"

"Why thank you!"

She passed me and headed into the bathroom. I sat out in her living room finishing my glass of Sunkist and playing with Hershey until Brenda came out in her outfit.

"Wow, you look great Bren!"

"Really? Thanks Abs!"

"Stanley will totally drop dead, not literally, when he sees you!"

"Oh, ha-ha; same with you and Connor!"

"I sure hope so; and at least you didn't call him my boyfriend this time."

"Oh, I'm sorry; your boyfriend will drop dead, not literally, when he sees you."

"Bren, that's not funny!"

"OK, sorry. You know I was just kidding!"

"Hey, what time is it?"

Brenda went into the kitchen to look at the clock on her microwave.

"Um.....it's about.....six-forty-five."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah; we should be going in five minutes I guess."

"Yeah, sounds like a good idea."

"Hey, how much does it cost to get in?"

"Only three dollars."

"OK, thanks; I'll be right back."

She went to her room and came back stuffing three dollars into her purse. She looked up and stared at me funny.

"Something wrong?"

"Aren't you bringing a purse?"

"Nah, it's just a dance; I honestly don't need one."

"Alright, suit yourself. You've got three dollars for yourself, right?"

"Yep, I got it right in my jacket pocket."

"OK, I think we're ready."

"So, are we just going to walk there?"

"Yeah, we're supposed to meet a couple of the other girls out by the corner in a few minutes."

"Well then, should we be going?"

"Yeah, I guess it's a good idea."

We walked out the door and headed toward the corner of her street. There were a couple of girls already standing there, just talking amongst themselves. They turned and greeted us when they spotted us coming. We all walked together to our school and headed up the front steps. This was it; this was the night that I had always been so anxious about! We paid our fees and walked into the cafeteria area that (just for the night) was the dance floor. I saw a couple of people turn and stare at me, then I saw him; it was Connor standing with his best friends Tanner and Andrew, also known as the three funniest guys I had ever known. Connor and I made eye contact for a split second before I looked away, then I looked back and notice that he was still looking at me, but he seemed to be in a daze. Come on, my outfit wasn't that pretty, and neither was I, (at least, I didn't think so,) so why was he gazing at me like that?

"Abby, your boyfriend is staring at you!"

"Bren! He's not my boyfriend! Gosh!"

"I know, I know; you know I'm just kidding!"

"I know, I was kidding too!"

We both laughed.

"But still, can you believe it? Connor was staring at me!"

"I know, and I think I see Stanley coming this way right now."

I turned and saw that she was right. A blonde guy about an inch-and-a-half taller than Brenda walked up to us.

"Wow Brenda, you look amazing!"

She sort of blushed.

"Um...thanks Stan."

I hesitated; it was kind of awkward at the moment. I suddenly saw my saver; Connor was walking up to me.

"Hey Abby."

"Oh, hey Connor! What's up?"

"Nothing honestly; I haven't found out my Secret Amirer yet."

"Is Jenny here?"

He shrugged.

"I haven't seen her yet."

"Well, I bet she'll be here soon."

"Yeah, I guess so."

"So, how has the dance been so far?"

"Well, that's kind of hard to answer because the dance hasn't really even started."

"Oh, right."

He laughed.

"So, how has your dance been?"

"Well, I just got here!"

"I know!"

I laughed then.

"Oh, very funny."

"Thank you! I am very funny, aren't I?"

"No."

I smirked at him. He glared at me jokingly and then laughed.

"You're funny too, I like that about you."

I almost blushed.

"Uh....really?"

"Yeah, I like that you're funny. You make me laugh."

"Same for you too."

We both smiled at each other and then stood there awkwardly for a moment until....

"Come on Abby, let's get on the floor and dance!"

Brenda was tugging me by my arm and dragging me along with her toward the dance floor.

"Brenda, I will gladly dance, but would you please let go of my arm?"

"OK, sorry."

She let go and let me follow her rest of our way to the dance floor. The music was blasting through the speakers at the front of the large room; it was playing a cool pop song I liked a lot. Brenda and I started dancing like crazy and laughing at ourselves for how dorky we were. I noticed that Connor, Tanner, and Andrew were all watching us; Connor was grinning at me. I blushed embarrassed and smiled back. Brenda and I just kept dancing until we were exhausted while Connor and the other boys went and sat down at one of the tables. It was a shame that he never bothered dancing, especially at a dance. It was about half-an-hour into Brenda, the other girls, and I dancing our hearts out by the time we were tired enough to head to the punch and cookie table. I went over and leaned against the wall to settle down a bit as Brenda joined me and leaned on the wall too. I looked over at Connor and the other boys again; they seemed to be in a deep conversation because they were all sort of huddled into a triangle. I continued to eat the cookie I had in my hand and took a last sip of my fruit punch before I urged Brenda to join me on the dance floor again. We walked back over and began dancing again. Brenda tapped my shoulder.

"Abby, those guys are looking over at us right now."

I turned to where she was pointing her finger that was hidden behind me; I knew she was probably hiding where she was pointing so I wouldn't get embarrassed.

"Why do they keep staring at me?"

"I don't know; I guess they're watching us."

"Hey guys!"

I turned to the direction of the voice and found Jenny had finally arrived.

"Jen, it's about time you got here!"

"What are you talking about? I've been here ever since the dance started."

"Wait, have you gone and told Connor yet?"

"No; do you want me to?"

"No, not yet!"

"I don't know Abs; he's looking over right at you!"

"Don't tell him just yet; the time doesn't feel right, but I can feel it getting close!"

"OK, you're right."

Jenny joined us in our circle of crazy-dancing people as we continued to talk about the situation. It was about an hour into the dance when we were getting really hot, so we all went outside for some fresh air.

"OK, Jen, now!"

"Are you sure Abs?"

"Yeah, the time feels totally right now."

"What should I tell him?"

"Just ask him how badly he wants to know; if he says anything that means the same thing as 'a lot', then make him say a funny quote; if it makes you laugh, then go ahead and tell him, but make it really dramatic to make him laugh."

"Should I tell him where you are?"

"Only if he asks."

"OK, gotcha!"

Brenda and I went outside and were joined by Allison and Sammy. Apparently they had seen what was happening.

"Oh my gosh, Abby! Has Jenny told Connor yet?"

"I don't know, I've been out here for only a few minutes! She said that she would go talk to him, so I guess she has."

My heart seemed to skip a beat as I said that. Had she really already told Connor? Wow, I never thought I could be so nervous in my life.

"Abby, are you OK?"

"Huh, oh, yeah, I'm OK."

"Nervous?"

"Yeah."

"It's going to be OK Abby; I'm sure he like's you anyway!"

"I'm not getting my hopes up; I remember what happened last time that happened."

"Yeah, that's a smart idea."

I sighed nervously, and then I noticed that Allison and Sammy had looks on their faces of sudden shock and hesitation.

"Guys? Something wrong?"

"Um....you know Abs, I think we'll just go inside; you can go ahead and hang out here if you want to."

"What are you guys talking about?"

Allison pointed and I turned and saw what they meant. Connor was heading straight toward us; I hesitated for a second.

"Um, OK, I'll see you guys later."

I don't think my heart had ever raced so fast in my life. Allison and Sammy went back inside while I just stood there and waited. Connor reached me and smiled.

"Hey Abby."

"Hey Connor."

I fumbled with my own fingers nervously.

"Guess what? Jenny told me who my Secret Admirer is."

"Really? That's great."

His smile got wider; why did he seem so happy about all of this?

"You'll never guess who it is!"

"Who?"

One look told me that Jenny really had already told him.

"And what was the funny quote you told her in order for her to tell you?"

"Do I really have to tell you? Or can you sing me that song that you wrote for me?"

"What?! How did you know it was a song?"

"Tanner told me, but he didn't really seem sure about it; he said that you had told him that."

"I didn't tell him that it was; I suggested that it could be."

"Oh, I see."

His smile turned into a grin. I blushed.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I don't know; you're different from all the other girls that have liked me."

"Really?"

"Yeah, all the other girls would always make it obvious that they liked me. None of them ever seemed to be right for me. I don't think I've ever found someone that was meant for me."

"Really?"

"Yeah…"

"Well, neither have I."

"Well, there's something we have in common, aside from the fact that we both love navy blue."

I sort of laughed.

"Yeah, that's so true."

"So, how long have you felt that way?"

"Well, how would you feel if I said over three months?"

"Whoa, seriously? You really don't bounce back that fast… I like that about you."

"Oh, I, um……"

"Are you OK Abby?"

"Connor, I'm confused."

"About what?"

"Why do you seem so calm and happy about all of this?"

"Because, Abby, I like you."

OK, I definitely blushed that time.

"I, uh, really?"

"Of course I do; why else would I have been trying to flirt with you all those times?"

"You……you were trying to flirt with me?"

"Yeah, I was."

"Oh……"

"Abby, you do still feel that way about me, right?"

"Well…yeah, of course I do! I just never thought…"

"You never thought that I'd like you?"

"……Yeah…"

"Why did you think that?"

"Because…you're one of the popular kids."

"Wait, who says I'm popular?"

"No one, it's just the fact that you hang out with so many people."

"Oh, I don't classify that as popular."

"Why not?"

"Because in my life the popular kids are always the stuck-up ones that every one thinks is cool because they talk about themselves all the time."

"That's your definition of popular?"

"Well, the bad kind, at least."

"Well, you're the good kind; you're just friends with so many people."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Still, every time someone says that I'm popular, it makes me feel as if I'm an idiotic jerk."

"Well, you're not."

He smiled at me again.

"Thanks Abby."

"Actually, I like it when people call me Abs."

"OK, let's go back inside Abs."

I smiled.

"Nah, I'd rather stay out here for a while longer, if you're OK with that."

"OK, whatever you want."

He took my hand; I smiled, embarrassed and nervous at the same time.

"Um...."

"What? Am I making you uncomfortable?"

"No! Not at all! It's just that....I've never held hands with a boy."

"You haven't even held hands with a boy?!"

I shook my head.

"Wow, my mom was right; the good girls never get the guys compared to the bratty popular girls!"

I shrugged.

"Yeah, that's what my mom taught me."

"Another thing we have in common."

I smiled; I was wondering to myself....what was he planning on doing now that he knew it was me? Well, I was sure I would find out soon.

I know you guys probably don't like me all that much because I cut off the chapter so early, but I just didn't want it to get too long, so I decided to put a cliff-hanger (hee-hee). I hope you liked it! Next chapter should be up soon after! Peace out for now! :)