A/N- Sorry for my short lapse in updates.

Alana- She was sucked up into a different story. One that, I might say, that does not involve me at all.

Me- You can't be in all of my stories….

Alana- Yeah, yeah, yeah, so you say.

Me- People would get sick of you.

Alana- No they wouldn't. I'm too awesome.

Me- sigh.

Chapter Eleven

Nice Going, Cupid

Malik was alone, for once. Delia was out with some of her friends, and his roommates hadn't come back yet.

So he took some time to pace and get some good wear into the carpet.

She was just so…intriguing. Every girl in Half Moon had had a crush on him at some point. Even her roommates, who hated him now, used to like him. He broke their hearts, and now they were a little Anti-Malik group.

But she…. she didn't like him at all. It wasn't that she was a good actor; he knew all the signs, after years of this.

She was one of the most beautiful Nixie he had ever seen.

She didn't even realize it.

She had a good sense of humor; he had seen her fooling around with her roommates.

She didn't even know the value of that.

She hated him.

She was unattainable, which was why he wanted her so badly.

Lucca didn't go to his dorm; he went to the library instead.

He really didn't want to be seen, so this was prefect. Silence, and even if there were people here, they would be too absorbed in their books to even notice him.

He simply sat in the aisle, dreamy.

Lucca's entire chest still tingled, right where Alana had hugged him.

She really was unaware of herself, wasn't she?

She was the girl of his dreams, heck, the girl of most guys' dreams, and she didn't even realize it. She had hugged him, and to her it was really no big deal.

He, on the other hand, had been trying to remember to breathe.

Lucca really couldn't blame Luki for his dumb pick-up lines. At least he was open about it. Lucca had no idea what to do, or how, or anything really.

Well, he had time. And they'd see each other again tonight, for the movie.

He couldn't wait.

When I got back to the room, I saw several new notes on the door. I paused, taking a moment to read them.

Go out with me tomorrow night?

-Jonathan

Are you single?

-Derrick

Would you date me?

-Sam

I was a bit flattered. I didn't even know these people! But they'd be hurt by that. And I've never gone on a date, and I don't know if I really want to. Now, I have to be the killer of puppy love.

Oh great. Nice going, Cupid.