Thanks to all the people who review this story. It motivates me to write more, and some of my ideas do come from your suggestions and comments. Please do keep reviewing! I'm sorry that this chapter is so short, but I had some ideas and wanted a bit of suspense at the end of this. :) Enjoy!

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The next day things started to take a different turn. They were hanging out at the Book Café and Theresa had been flirting with Fox again, this time right in front of Kay.
"Oh, Fox! You're so funny!" Theresa giggled after Fox told a joke that wasn't really all that funny.
Kay gave her a weird look. "It wasn't that funny, Theresa."
"Sure it was, Kay. I just don't think you necessarily understood it."
"I did. And Fox is funny, I know. But his joke wasn't." Kay started wondering how Theresa could possibly think that the joke was funny. Then it hit her, "You're flirting with Fox, aren't you?!?"
"What? Why would you think that, Kay?"
"Yeah really, she knows I'm with you," Fox said, "Why would she flirt with me?"
"Because she's in love with you! It's so obvious I don't know how I didn't notice this before!"
"Kay, don't be silly. Theresa is not in love with me. Are you, Theresa?"
She paused a minute before answering, "Of course not. How could you think that, Kay?"
Kay threw up her hands in frustration. "Whatever! I'm leaving!" With having said that, she left the café.
Theresa and Fox were left in silence for a minute before she spoke, "She's right, you know."
He stared at her before asking, "Uh, what?"
"I am in love with you, Fox."
He was so shocked that he could only stare at her. The expression on his face reminded her of when Rachel told Ross that she was pregnant with his child on Friends. She smiled at Fox encouragingly.

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Kay had left the Book Café in a hurry, without much idea where she could go. She quickly decided to take the short walk over to Miguel's. She arrived soon and Pilar let her up to his room so they could talk.
"Miguel, what the hell is wrong with Theresa? Her constant flirting with Fox is driving me insane!" she burst through the door frantically.
"What? Is she still doing that?" Kay didn't notice how guilty the tone in his voice was.
"Yes! It's like she's in love with him or something!"
"Ah, I'm sure it's nothing. It'll blow over in a week. I wouldn't worry too much about it, Kay."
"Wouldn't worry about it? My boyfriend's best friend, other than me, is in love with him and you're telling me not to worry about it? What is wrong with you, Miguel?"
"Kay, nothing's wrong with me. Listen, I've got something important to tell you," he said in a serious tone as he took her hands in his and made her sit down on the bed beside him.
"All right, what is it?"