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Though... this chapter will mainly circle Lanna and Denny.

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Chapter 21

I felt my eyebrow twitch in irritation multiple times. I stared at the clear blue water, watching as fish wander cluelessly under my feet, the colors of their scales casting shadows over the powder white sand.

Denny rambled on about some sort of King Fish he was determined to catch. I sighed, clenching my fists in my lap.

Fishing! Fishing! That's all he talks about!

"Lanna? Are you daydreaming?" He asked me.

"Oh, yes. Sorry!"

He smiled. "It's alright. The ocean does look beautiful."

Ugh.

"Denny, I think I'm going to leave. I have something to do today." I stood up from the dock, brushing off snow from my green dress.

"Oh," he said. "well, we can fish tomorrow, right?"

I fake-smiled. I mastered this when I was famous-it never failed to convince. "You got it!"

He grinned. "Cool!"

I walked down the dock, huffing. All he cares about is fishing! That stupid Denny! I thought angrily.

Sometimes I can't tell if Denny notices me. I would consider us friends, but I do all of the things a girl is supposed to do when she's interested in a guy. I flirt, play with my hair, and bat my eyelashes at him. I practically throw myself at him and he pays no attention. All he thinks about is fishing.

I swung open the door and kicked off my shoes, then walked to my wardrobe, picking out my favorite nightgown. I didn't even check the time-I was tired from Denny's constant rambling.

I slipped my nightgown on and sat in front of my mirror, grabbing my hairbrush. I stroked it down my golden hair for a few times, only to stop and set the brush into my lap, staring at it.

It's not like I love Denny or anything... I just wish he would notice me.

...

"Really? How was it? Where was it? Who made the move?" I pestered.

Natalie shrugged, chuckling a bit. "It was okay. And at the meadow, and he was too chicken so I had to."

I sat back down. "You're so brave, Natalie!"

"I thought it was the time to take it to the next level."

"That must be nice."

"Don't worry. Denny must be close to kissing you by now."

I sighed. "No. We aren't even together."

"Really? It seems like it."

"He doesn't even notice me. Honestly, everyone is getting together on this island except me."

"Elliot doesn't have a girlfriend. He's available if you're lonely."

"Natalie! You know he's not my type." I laughed.

"And Denny is?" she asked.

That's when I decided to stop talking about Denny.

...

"Lanna!"

I looked up to see Denny jogging towards me, a fishing rod in his hand. "Ready to fish?"

I held up my fishing rod. "Yep! Let's go."

I would definitely get to Denny today. I'm absolutely positive this will get his attention, it's impossible to ignore.

I won't lose!

I grabbed Denny's hand. He jumped and looked down as I entwined my fingers in his. He looked at me, flustered.

"I-I just wanted to hold it." I grumbled.

"Oh. O-okay."

We both sat down at the docks. He pulled his hand from mine. "I might need to pull for a big fish!" he had said.

I need to try harder!

"Hey, Denny!" He looked at me. I batted my eyelashes. "Tell me-do you have a crush?"

He recoiled. "W-where is this coming from?"

I need a confession-something. "A crush! Someone you're interested in! You can trust me!"

"Well..." He looked at the sky. Seagulls floated around the white messy clouds. "I did."

"Did?" My heart sank.

"Yes."

"Who was it?"

He hesitated. "Chelsea."

I whole body turned to stone.

Chelsea?

"But, that's over now." He blurted out.

"...I see." I sat normally, no longer on flirting mode.

It was quiet for along time after that. The only sounds were the waves lapping the shore, seagulls cawing in the sky, and nearby conversation.

"It's getting late, I should walk you home." Denny offered.

"No, I'm fine. Really."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. My house is right over there, I think I can make it." I rolled my eyes.

With that, I picked up my fishing rod and started to walk away. Denny grabbed my arm.

"Wait, Lanna." he said. "why did you ask if I had a crush on someone?"

I stared at him. "Denny,"

"You're a giant idiot."

He cocked a brow. "What? What did I do?"

I gulped. "You have to listen to me for a minute, alright?"

He nodded, confused.

"The reason I asked you is because-"

Just then, a huge, chilling gust of wind blasted into me. The cold sliced my cheeks and ears. I covered my eyes from the wind with my hand. Denny suddenly scrambled backwards, his face a splash of scarlet.

I blinked, confused. I looked down at my skirt.

I gasped as the after-breeze wavered my skirt at my waist, making the entire lower half on my body visible.

I screamed and pushed down my skirt with one fist. I glared at Denny.

"DON'T LOOK, YOU BIG PERVERT!" I yelled, slapping him at the side of his face.

I ran towards my house without waiting to see his reaction. I balled up my fists in my green skirt, my face heating up in sheer embarrassment. I slammed the door behind me, leaning against the door.

How embarrassing! I thought. I was about to tell him! Why did that have to happen?

After a while, I recovered (slightly) and dressed into my nightclothes. After brushing my hair and teeth, I jumped backwards onto my pink, cloud-like bed.

I grazed the back of my palm against my forehead, my bangs straying over my eyes. I sighed.

Maybe it will never work. I know I'm stuck in the friend zone, and no matter how hard I try I'm going nowhere. A small part of me was saying, 'don't give up! Never give up!'

Yet my heart was exhausted in defeat.

I thought retiring to this island was going to be good for me. I was always so lonely when I was a pop-star, but I hid it well. I knew no one really cared about me there.

...

I didn't want to go outside.

The morning sun leaked through my window as if saying, 'wake up! Embarrassment is waiting!'

I half-opened one eye. I groaned, pulling the blankets over my head. I purposely let myself oversleep today. I couldn't face Denny. I'm sure that pervert would get one look at me and think about the good flash he got yesterday.

But I knew I had to get up. I have to face him sooner or later.

I dressed and brushed my hair, stretching once I stepped outside in the freezing winter air. I looked toward the beach. He wasn't there.

I strolled around the island for a while, trying to clear my mind. I didn't see Denny anywhere. I walked over to Verdure Island beach and inhaled.

That's when I heard two familiar voices not too far away.

I looked behind me. The two people in the whole world that I wouldn't want to see together were talking and smiling down the road.

I glanced from Denny to Chelsea.

It wasn't until Denny saw me that I decided to walk away.

"Ah! Wait! Lanna...!"

I ignored him. I walked all the way to Sprout Island's well beside Gannon's Shop. I could hear him, but I could tell he lost me because I sat on the other side of the well, toward the ocean.

I pulled my legs to my chest and placed my palms on my knees. I huffed. "Stupid, stupid Denny!"

He still likes her! He told me it was over! He's a big liar! He's not my friend!

I could hear Denny calling me, and I didn't care if he found me or not.

I closed my eyes. I've wasted so much time trying to get that idiot's attention.

Boys are so dumb...!

I hadn't even been paying attention to the snow falling all around me when Denny walked up to me.

"There you are," he sighed. "What's wrong with you? Are you mad at me?"

"Please leave it alone!" I puffed.

"I won't," he said. "Tell me what's wrong."

"You still like Chelsea, don't you?"

"Huh? No!"

"Then why were you two smiling and talking right after I threw myself right at you?"

"Threw your... what?"

"Denny... haven't you noticed? I do all of these things to try to get you to look at me like I'm someone you care about."

My voice was cracking, and tears stung my eyes. Denny flinched.

"I... I'm sorry Lanna. I didn't notice."

"Of course you didn't," I muttered, rubbing my eyes.

"Please don't cry. Please?"

"I can't stop crying just because you ask me to." I sniffed.

"I was talking to Chelsea because..." He gulped.

"...I needed advice."

"Advice for what?"

"How to impress you."

I stared at him.

He looked away, flustered. Then he laughed and scratched the back of his head. "Ha ha! I knew you would look at me like that. I've liked you for a while. But I realize I've been acting like a jerk to you, Lanna. And I don't want that. I really don't. I'm sorry."

I blushed at first, then huffed. "I-It's going to take more than that!"

"Um..." he turned red suddenly. He gulped, then held my burning cheeks in his dark hands.

Denny kissed me.

His lips were smooth and warm, like a hot chocolate. My heart thumped into my chest as if it were my last. I sank into a warm ocean of sweet emotion, my eyes slowly closing as I felt the shape of his lips link onto mine.

He finally pulled away, his warm hands still, thankfully, holding my red, cold cheeks. He grinned at me.

"What do you say we go fishing?"

I laughed. "Okay. Let's go fishing."

Awww. I kinda liked how I wrote this chappy. I've been wanting to write a chapter fully on Denny and Lanna, since I was kind of curious how things would work out between these two. I know you were expecting a Will and Chelsea chapter after the long wait I put you guys through, but I promise the next update will be. :D

I really hoped you liked it. I do. [:

Review, pretty please!

-Wolfie