**PsychoBunny, do you have AIM or something? I'd love to talk to you, or anyone else. I can be found at LestatzPrincess@aol.com. I know that chapter was short and it's been awhile since I put up a new chapter. Between my brother, who just made 20 days today, and my sister being rushed to the hospital, and my mom's best friends ex going to court, writing has been the last thing on my mind. Many apologies. Its ok Deb, as long as you still read and occasionally drop a line, I'm fine. Look at my skills!**

Alright. This situation could be worse. It would be way worse. So Adam stopped talking to me. Who cares? I can tough it out alone in an airport. If not I can find someone else to talk to. And Misty's here? That's ok. I can just ignore her from now on. I mean there has to be at least two thousand people here. It should be easy to avoid her.

I changed my seat. Adam will eventually find me. If not it's ok. He's the one that moved. I'll just sit here. All by myself. Nope, I'm not lonely. I'll never be lonely. I'm all the company I'll ever need. I don't need anyone else.

**Flashback**

"Man, where's Misty at?" Tony asks. AJ smirks and rolls his eyes. I look around frantically.

"I don't know, man." I answer, still looking around. It's the night of the school's talent show and I'm in it rapping. I told Misty to meet me backstage to wish me luck. I told the people in charge to let her in so it's not like they don't know.

Maybe she's running late. Maybe she can't come. Maybe she got swamped with homework. Maybe she got in a car crash. Maybe she was kidnapped. Maybe she was raped. Maybe she died.

Argh! All these thoughts running through my head! I hate them! She's probably running a little late. I mean I can't expect her to be right on time. Hardly anyone is ever on time.

"John! John! You're on!" AJ yells and pushes me through the curtain.

My performance is going great! Everyone is totally into it and I totally forgot about Misty. I have too much adrenaline rushing through my veins to care about anything. That is until I see her.

Her.

Misty.

Sitting in the audience.

Next to Drake.

Holding Drake's hand?

I don't know. I can't see. I finish weakly and go backstage. Tony throws a towel at me. He's probably calling me a wash up or something because I started off so strong and finished so weak. I don't care. I use the towel to wipe the sweat off me.

"What happened?" AJ asks.

"Nothing. Can I go in the audience?" I ask.

"I don't see why not." Tony answers. He's about to go on but I smile.

"Good." I say and walk through the curtains, climb down the stairs and head to the second row. Where Misty is sitting with Drake and his friends.

I lean down in front of Misty. She looks startled. Then she grabs the back of my head, pulls her closer and kisses me.

"CONGRATS!" She yelled.

"Thank you." I say weakly. I see Drake smirk.

"You did wonderful!" She gushes.

"Uh, where were you? I was waiting for you backstage."

"Oh my goodness! I forgot! I'm sorry, John. Do you forgive me?" She asks and looks straight into my eyes. For a few seconds I'm memorized again. I mean, I can't explain it. They're cat shaped, big and clear. But the color. Man the color. I don't know what color are they. Look emerald, then they look plain green, then they look deep green. They could be hunter green. I don't know. Sometimes I swear they have little specs of violet in them. They're just unexplainable.

"I forgive you." I answer.

**End flashback**

"Here." Adam says and thrusts a pretzel at me.

"What?" I ask but take it. Hey, I'm starving.

"I forgive you." He answers.

"Good." I smile. At least that got better.