A/N: Okay! SO SO SO SO SO sorry for the lack of updates. You have know idea how busy I've been! Here you go though! R&R please!

Disclaimer: Not mine. Never will be.

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Lindsay took her seat at the table in the dining hall silently. She really wasn't in the mood to talk. Honestly, she wasn't in the mood to eat. But she had to be strong. No one could about how her heart had just been shattered. Stella looked over to her left at the lack of noise. Lindsay sat beside her, hair still damp, showing traces of curls that were beginning to form. She also noticed how Lindsay had a far away look on her face.

"Hey, kiddo," Stella placed a hand on Lindsay's arm and ducked her head to look Lindsay in the eye. "You alright?"

"Huh? Oh! Yeah... I'm fine..." Lindsay said, giving Stella a not-so-reassuring smile. The unconvinced Stella brushed it off. For now.

At that moment, all the other came in taking each a seat. Danny had sat himself as far away from Lindsay as possible, and kept his eyes away from that general area. Lindsay slowly felt the air thicken with tension. Her plan of playing it cool was slowly becoming less and less effective. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to regain herself.

Of course, Danny chose that moment to quickly glance at Lindsay. Bad idea. He couldn't pull his eyes off her. Her eyes shut, her head tilted back, her damp curls and of course the bare, exposed neck and collarbone. Danny swallowed hard. I'm such a fucking idiot!

Lindsay slowly lowered her head and opened her eyes. Eyes locked. Breathing became harder. Mouths went dry. Hearts were hammering.

All because of the look.

Almost if she had snapped out of a trance, Lindsay quickly pulled her eyes away from Danny. Everything she had just felt, she would have been sure he felt too. Would have. If it hadn't been for the fact that he had already shown how his feelings for her were non-existent.

Not to there knowledge, Stella had been silently watching the interaction between the two. She had a feeling she knew what was happening. Or at least an idea of what had happened.

Dinner was served and everyone was chatting, laughing and eating. Except Danny and Lindsay. Once Lindsay had taken a few bites of everything on her plate, she excused herself from the table.

"Linds...You hardly ate anything..." Stella said quietly.

"I'm not hungry," she said simply, and turned towards the door. Stella sighed. She was definitely going to have to talk to her usually fire-cracker-like friend.

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Knock Knock Knock Knock

"Come in," Lindsay said blankly.

The door slightly creaked when it was opened, and Stella popped her head into the little space between the frame and the door.

"Hey...can we talk?"

Lindsay sighed. Grrrreeeaaat. "Sure."

Stella slipped into the room and layed on the bed next to Lindsay. Both girls were on there backs, fingers laced behind there heads, staring up at the ceiling.

"Some football game, eh?" Stella tried.

"Yeah..." Lindsay said distractedly.

Stella tried again. "Foods pretty good here."

"Yeah..." Lindsay said in the same tone as before."

"Its beautiful weather were-"

"Is this your attempt at making small talk?!?! Because if so, you are BEYOND horrible at it," Lindsay rushed with a frustrated sigh.

Taken aback, Stella glanced at her friend, but didn't get off the bed. "You gunna tell me whats wrong?"

"No." Lindsay knew she was being childish.But she really wasn't in the mood.

"You want me to try small talking again?" Stella asked.

"No." Lindsay said pulling a face.

"Then talk."

Lindsay sighed. "Danny and I... We...I just...I don't think it will ever happen. Actually I happen to know it will never happen."

"Why do you say that?"

"Ha!" Lindsay exclaimed, sarcasm evident in her voice. "You weren't there. If you were there, you would have known too."

"What happened in their cabin?" Stella knew it happened there. That was the only other place Linds could have seen Danny, within the time she went to shower and the time she came for dinner.

With a glance at Stella, Lindsay gave a short, dry laugh, "You don't wanna know."

"I'm pretty sure I do."

With another glance, this time with an eyebrow raised, Lindsay started speaking. "I dropped my razer in the hall. Opened the door. He was there. Awkward moment involving towels. Walked by him. Accidentally touched. Looked at him. Silently begged him to tell me what he felt. He answered with a 'no'. Went back into the bathroom. Cried against the door. Showered. Went to leave. He called my name. I walked out." Lindsay explained it as if it were a recipe in a cookbook. Cookbook of hell. Stella though silently.

That sat in silence for a few minutes, and Lindsay was almost sure Stella hated her. She probably thought that she was selfish, or rude, or cruel, or something. But then Stella spoke.

"What are you going to do?"

Lindsay thought for a few moments. "Nothing." She said, a tear slipping out of the corner of her eye, running down the side of her face, and falling into her hair.
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A/N: Hope that holds you guys over till I get back from my weekend trip out of town! Hit the blue button if you loved it. Or hated it. Whatever.