Oh my gosh it has been SOOOOOO long since I updated! IM SO SORRY EVERYONE I AM THE WORST PERSON WHO HAS EVER EXISTED. Although, I kind of have some excuses. For one, I was in my school's musical (It was The Wiz and I played Glinda) and that took up pretty much every waking moment, especially towards the end. Also, I haven't had a working computer since before the last time I updated. I had to go to my grandfather's house to post the last couple of chapters and I didn't really want to do that anymore so I just didn't post at all. But now I am happy to say that I think I'm back for a while. I don't have any more theatre until the fall *sobs in a corner* and school should be winding down soon. So maybe, just maybe, that means semi-frequent updates! Yaaaaaay!

Anyways, I hope you enjoy the chapter!

May stared at the cracks running along the ceiling in her bedroom as she laid face up on her bed. She hadn't moved in hours, not wanting to see or talk to anyone.

Right after Mason had left the party she had been too stunned to move. She had just watched the door he had left through for a long time, not knowing at all what she should do. When she finally came to her senses she had run outside calling his name, wanting to find him and talk to him. But after searching all surrounding the café she still hadn't found him. She had returned home, hoping that he was there, but Mark had just told her that Mason had called saying that he was going to stay over his friend's house for a few nights.

She hadn't slept at all, her mind racing too quickly to even close her eyes. Now it was almost noon and she was home alone with Liam; everyone else had found somewhere else to be. Usually she wouldn't have minded the quiet and probably would have used it to get some work done or play around on her piano, but what she really wanted was a distraction.

"No need to panic, I'm here," a voice called from the front door. Moments later a girl around May's age with long blonde hair and huge blue eyes walked into the bedroom.

May sat up and gave a small smile. "Hi Sammi," she greeted. The girl took one look at May's messed up hair, tired looking eyes, and tearstained face before crossing the room and sitting down on the bed, wrapping her arms around May before saying another word.

Sammi had been May's best friend, outside of Mason Liam and Daphne, since the 7th grade when they had met through their school's musical. May had only been there to play piano for the pit because she refused to do any other kind of performing in front of other people, but she had quickly become friends with Sammi, who was an actress. Even back then Sammi had gotten all the leads in the shows and had loved being in the spotlight. She was energetic and bubbly and got along with pretty much everyone she met, which is one of the reasons May had liked her so much.

May had quit doing the plays after the first year but had stayed close friends with Sammi.

She had called her right when she had gotten home after looking for Mason. It had been past midnight at the time, but Sammi had listened as May told her everything that had been happening with her and Mason and she had agreed to come over in the morning.

"What am I going to do?" May asked quietly. She could already feel her throat tightening and her eyes filling with tears.

"You know I can't tell you that," Sammi said, still holding onto her friend.

"He's been like my brother since we were born. I've never thought of him as anything else." May sat up straight, pulling out of Sammi's arms but still holding onto her hand. "And I never even imagined that he thought of me as anything else either. But when I found those pictures and he started acting all weird and then he just kissed me out of nowhere last night when I thought that he was angry at me but apparently he really just-"

"May. Breath," Sammi instructed, cutting off May's rambling. "I know that it's confusing but you just have to go with what you really feel. I mean, he's been your best friend since forever, but can you honestly tell me that you've never felt something more for him?" she asked with a smirk.

"What? No! Never! Of course not!" May insisted but Sammi only smiled and shook her head.

"Methinks the lady doth protest too much," she teased. May glared at her and Sammi laughed. "Oh come on May, you're not fooling me."

May sighed. "Fine. Maybe there have been one or two times when I might have felt a little something more than friendship between us," she admitted.

"I knew it!" Sammi yelled in excitement. She jumped up from the bed and pulled May up with her. "You guys are perfect for each other! You have to tell him!"

"Sammi, hold on. Wait a second," May said. "I can't just tell him."

"And why not?" Sammi asked, crossing her arms.

"Because," May said with a sigh. "It's not safe for him to be with me. I have HIV, you know that. I could never risk giving it to him. Besides, he's probably mad at me now anyways. The way I acted last night, he has every right to be." She slumped back down on the bed and rested her chin in her hands.

Sammi knelt down in front of her. "May Davis. I have known you since we were thirteen years old and in all that time you have never once let this disease stop you from doing anything. Especially something that would mean this much to you. Mason has known about this since you guys were kids and he still chose to love you. If it's not stopping him then why would you let it stop you? If you guys are safe about it, you wouldn't give it to him and then you two could be happy."

May hesitated, not knowing what to say. "Maybe you're right. We could be together without him getting sick."

"Of course I'm right!" she said, her smile returning. Before she could say anything else the phone in her pocket started beeping. She looked at the screen and sighed. "I've got to get to rehearsal, but you call me tonight and tell me how everything went. Promise that you will."

May laughed quietly. "I promise. Go ahead, you don't want to be late." Sammi stood up and walked towards the door.

"Sammi, wait," May called right before her friend walked out the door. She stopped walking and turned around to listen. "Thank you."

So what did you all think? Nothing too major in this chapter but trust me, I have plans. *laughs evilly* I was pretty short but I liked it a lot.

Also, what do you all think of Sammi? She is actually based on one of my bestest friends in the world, my fellow theatre geek Sammi Faye (check her story out because it's freaking amazing!) We decided to put each other in our stories and so here she is! Sammi (my Sammi, not May's) was also in The Wiz with me and she was the most adorable-est munchkin in the entire world! (plus she makes a pretty awesome winkie and emerald city citizen)

BEFORE I FORGET, I HAVE ONE MORE ANNOUNCENEMT! I am looking for a picture for this story, so if any of you have some photo shopping skills and would like to send me one I will choose someone's to use as the cover for this story.

Review and let me know what you all thought! I love you all!