This chapter may have you excited more than before. And you'll soon see what I mean. ;P

She's Closer Than You Think
Mikayla doesn't know what it is. She doesn't know how exactly or why this happened. It's crazy what love makes you do. She can't explain it; it's impossible. Although Mikayla is a straight A student and can understand anything, this, she doesn't understand at all.

Maybe it's love at first sight. It most likely is considering the fact that her "tiny" crush on the guard boy grew pretty quickly. And the crazy thing is, she doesn't believe in love in first sight. She isn't very girly and she's pretty sure that this crush is allowing her to show her girly side. Mikayla has never been so close to a boy before-unless you count her Uncle Tom, but he's an adult—so being with Brady gives her a whole different perspective.

She thinks this through as she sits in the library of the castle, on a table and across from the guard boy. I know what you're thinking. You're thinking: Why she is sitting across from him when you should be sitting next to him? Or: Shouldn't they be elsewhere, like, out in the plaza or something? You're maybe even thinking this: Why don't one of them make a move and get over with it?

Well, it's complicated.

Mikayla sat in the library way before Brady came in. She came to read her new book in peace so she decided to go to the library. Brady, however, had just left school not even an hour ago and wanted to finish the heck load of homework he received. So, similar to Mikayla, he had decided to go to the library to get that work done.

But, when the guard boy was seen entering the library by Mikayla, it panic mode from there. Brady saw Mikayla and smiled. He walked over to the table she sat on and asked: "Is this seat taken?"

Mikayla nervously glanced up at the boy and back down at her book, "No. Go ahead and take it."

Brady tossed his books on the table, hung his back-pack at the back of a chair, and sat across from Mikayla. And, when that happened, Mikayla kept her eyes glued to her book. Her eyes glanced at the book Brady grabbed fist. "Is that supposed to be a history book?" She questioned, using her index finger to point at the thick, gray, and dusty book in his hands.

"Yes." He opened the book. "It's a very old book."

"I can tell." She commented, her eyes moving back to her book.

After this, there was a silence between them. It wasn't comfortable, for sure. It was a very awkward silence that none of them wanted to break. Mikayla was too engrossed in her book while Brady was focused on finishing his homework. Not a word was exchanged between the two. Mikayla was even careful not to turn the page too quickly so no sound would be made.

A half an hour later and the two are still sitting in silence. This was slowly, but painfully killing Mikayla, as she wanted to talk to the boy. She had finished her book twenty minutes ago and had waited for an opportunity to talk to Brady, who was still focused on his homework.

Ten minutes later and Brady finally finished his homework. Mikayla was relived at this because she thought that it had taken the boy a century to finish his work. And now, this is what they ended up doing:

Mikayla thinks that if she asks Brady a question that's been on her mind for a while now, it will be risky. The two are friends and as much as Mikayla wants them to be more than just that, she doesn't want to ruin their friendship. She nervously plays with her fingers as Brady watches her, amused.

Mikayla finally notices him, "Do you really think I'm entertaining?"

Brady sits back in his chair, palms resting on the table in front him. "Yes." He smirks.

"Well," She copies Brady's action's. "I've never found anyone who thought I was entertaining."

Brady leans in, not too close, and says "I still think you're entertaining. And I always will."

A thousand thoughts race through Mikayla's mind. Did he just do what I think he did? Is he flirting with me? Is he? As much as she tries to ignore these thoughts,she can't help but think back to the question that she was going to ask him. The question she forgot about. "Do you really like someone?" She blurts.

"Do you want to know who?" He teases, his smirk growing wider. Mikayla can swear that if that smirk grew any wider, she can melt right there, right then.

"Yes! I so badly do!" She gives in too easily. "Ever since Rebecca brought it up that one day, I can't stop thinking about it!"

Brady laughs at her behavior. "Alright."

"Is it someone we know? Someone that is close to us or something?"

"Calm down." Brady places a hand on her shoulder. Mikayla almost jumps on the table. And if it wasn't for Brady, she would have tackled him. She calmly returns to her seat, curiosity still shining in her eyes. "Yes, actually." He answers her previous questions. He leans in, and whispers in her ear, which drives her wild. "She's closer than you think she is. Everyone doesn't know I like her. Even she is oblivious of my feelings for her. I've known her for five months and I've tried my best not to make my crush on her obvious. And know, she finally knows."

Realization strikes Mikayla as Brady leans back. He smiles a very devious smile. A shocked Mikayla looks at Brady.

That girl, the girl that Brady likes, may just be her.