A/N: Well, I don't know what's up, but when I posted CH. 10, it didn't come up when I checked it. But it says it's there, so you know. I really love this story!! I don't know why, I just do. Anywhosies, Chapter 11:

Chapter 11: Yes or No

"Well, yeah, Adam. I know. I know you don't want to go to dinner." I rolled my eyes. It was Friday night and Adam had been on the phone with me for the last hour. He was whining about the Varsity/JV dinner. "Yeah, I wish we could go out tonight too." I smiled when I realized I actually did. It slowly faded, though. "No, you aren't missing the dinner for me. You have got to get going. Bye, honey."

I hung up the phone and looked over to Myranda's bed. She was looking through another magazine.

"Not in love with him my ass," was all she said, as she finished reading an article on bulimia.

"Trust me, I don't, ok?" I plopped onto my bed and hugged my pillow. Then I bit my lip. "Do I?"

"Yeah, I think so." She dropped the magazine and looked at me. "Lil, hon, he's a Duck."

"He's a sweetheart!" I snapped defensively.

"Lil, I'd drop him. You've got Rick to notice you again. Leave Adam alone before you get in too deep." She paused. "Before you have to choose between them."

She got off of her bed and glanced in the mirror. "Well, I'm off. I'm meeting Nick soon." She walked over to me and kissed my cheek. "Don't wait up."

"Okay. Have fun."

I watched her leave. I snuggled my pillow closer to my body. I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"Myranda's right! But I won't cry over leaving him. I won't!"

It didn't work. I began to cry. No matter what I did, I couldn't stop. I kept telling myself blood is deeper than everything; no dice. I kept telling myself he wasn't that great; no good. The tears kept coming and coming. I eventually cried myself to sleep.

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I woke up with a major migraine. I stumbled out of bed to the half bath to get some aspirin. Then I looked at the clock. It was six-thirty in the morning.

"Oooh, it's too early to function properly!" I whined and stumbled over to our mini-fridge (yes, we have a mini-fridge). I pulled out a pint of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and looked around the room.

I noticed we had a message on the machine. I went over and pushed the button.

"Hi, you've reached Lil and Randa's. We can't answer the phone right now, so leave your name and digits after the beep and we'll get back to you as soon as possible. Choi." I mimicked my pleasant voice in disgust. The beep sounded. "Hey, it's Randa. I'm at Nick's. I won't be back til late Saturday, so don't wait for me, 'kay? Bye, honey."

"Oh, know what they were doing," I said as I erased the message. I turned on the TV to some early morning cartoons. Then I began to munch on my ice cream.

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door. I looked agitatedly at the door and muted the TV.

"Go away and stay there," I hissed through clenched teeth as I went to answer the door. "What do you want?"

I opened the door and there stood Adam. He looked like a wreck. I could tell he had been leaning his head against the door. He looked up, grinning weakly.

"Hey, Lil. Can I come in?" I noticed he had the start of a black eye.

"OHMIGOD, Adam! Yes, come in." I ran back into the room and turned the TV off. "What happened to you?"

Adam sat down on the bed and I did the same. When he looked at me again, I could see the tears in his eyes.

"Well, it all started at the game the other night. You know, the one before Cole's party? Varsity put JV's clothes in the showers, while we were talking. Then JV put liquid nitrogen all over Varsity's jackets." He paused momentarily.

"I heard that from Chris last Saturday. What's that got to do with today?"

"I'm getting to that." He sighed. "Anyway, last night we went to dinner." He stood up angrily. When he turned to face me, there was murder in his eyes. "Your brother made it seem like a nice gesture. It turned out to be a scam. The whole Varsity team walked out and left the Ducks with the check!" He pounded his fist into his other hand. "He knew they didn't have that kind of money on them!"

"Calm down! Take a deep breath then continue." I pulled him back over to the bed and forced him to sit down.

"Well, my friends, being the pranksters they are, got about one hundred Brazilian fire ants, put them in tubes leading into Varsity's dorms and let them attack the team. They also had Dwayne hog tie Cole." He shook is head in frustration. "Your brother was not too happy about all that. He challenged them to a dawn hockey game." He stared off into space, anger still written all over his features.

"And?" I pushed a little.

"At first, it was fine. It was just like a regular game. Then," he looked up at me and continued. "Then, Varsity began to cheat. I got wrapped up in it and eventually tripped Charlie up with my hockey stick. He didn't believe me when I had told him earlier that I hadn't known anything about Varsity's Minnesota Club plan. I was just so mad at him." He sighed and again began to pace. "We started fighting." He gestured to his shiner. His eyes welled up again. "Lilly, I think I just lost my best friend."

"Oh, Adam." I stood up and gave him a hug. He began to cry. "Shh! It's okay. I'm here. It's all right."

He must have cried for thirty minutes. I stood there rocking him back and forth, which was a little difficult, seeing how he's about four inches taller than I am. I rubbed his back and kept saying, "It's all right." Then he stood up straight.

"I'm so sorry, Lil. I didn't mean to burden you. It's just that you're the best thing in my life right now." He smiled at me through the puffiness of his cheeks.

"Thanks, Adam." I smiled back. I really liked him. Then I remembered Myranda's warning and my smile vanished.

Before I could speak, he'd taken a step closer to me and began to talk. "It's just that you're so sweet and fun and pretty and smart." He looked like a kid who had just gotten locked in a candy store. "I was wondering if you'd want to make it official."

"Uh?" I looked at him confused.

"Lilly Riley," he started getting down on one knee. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

I laughed at his cute gesture. Then I smiled as he slid a small ring onto my finger. "Of course, you dummy!"

He jumped up and grabbed me in a big hug. He spun me around the room a couple of times then set me down. He put a finger under my chin and pulled my face upward.

"I think I'm falling in love with you, Lilly." His breath caressed my cheeks.

I smiled in sheer ecstasy. "Ditto."

We kissed. Another one of those overpowering, boggles the mind kisses that only Adam can give. God, I needed to get a grip.

It lasted for a while. Then I pushed Adam toward the wall. When I pinned him there, he broke away in shock.

"What's going on here, baby?" He raised an eyebrow.

"Well," I started, fingering his practice jersey. "You know how we were interrupted the other night in the hall?" I waited for him to nod. "I'm picking up where we left off."

"Oh, well, then." He turned me around so we'd changed places. "You should really get the positions right." He grinned really sexily (in my opinion), then kissed me again.

We'd been fooling around for about an hour, frenching, feeling, even moving to the bed. I began to giggle when he began to kiss my ear lobe.

"Okay, don't do that! It tickles." I stared directly into his eyes. I had totally not expected to fall for him. But I'm glad I did.

Then, slowly, I began to slide my hands under his shirt and slid it over his head.

"Whoa, now! I love you, Lil, but I don't think we should do that!" He looked at me nervously.

"You dummy! We're not! I'm just, you know," I pulled his face toward mine so his lips were only a centimeter away, "testing."

knock, knock, knock.

"Lilly! Let me in! Right now!" Rick was pounding on my door.

"Ohmigod!" I bolted upright. Then I looked at Adam, shirtless on my dorm floor. "Shit! You need to hide! In the half bath! Now!"

I pushed him into the room as I ran to the door. Then I opened it. Rick stormed into the room and glanced around angrily.

"Where is he? I know he's in here. Cole saw him come into this building after the game this morning."

"Adam's not here. He left eons ago." I laughed nervously.

"I thought I told you to stay away from him. He's a Duck!"

"He's a sweetie! I love him, Rick!" As soon as I said that, I covered my mouth.

"What?" He looked at me incredulously, clenching and unclenching his fists.

"You heard me," I said, regaining my strength. "I love Adam."

Then Rick did something he's never done before. He reached up and slapped me across the face.

"I don't ever want to hear you say that again, Lillian!" He screamed.

"HEY!!" Adam burst out of the bathroom and punched Rick in the face.

The next thing I knew, Adam had tackled Rick to the floor. They were rolling around, punching each other, and trying to choke each other to death.

"Knock it off!" I tried to break them apart. "Stop it!"

I grabbed one of my textbooks and hit Rickie in the back of the head. He whirled on me, giving Adam enough time to throw him out of the room and shut the door.

"I'm glad that's over with," he panted.

"Oh, baby!" I ran over to him and gave him a hug. "Rickie's never hit me before! That was so scary!" I started to cry.

It was then his turn to comfort me. He held me for a while. I hated that vulnerable feeling. It was like being five again. When I looked up, I noticed he was bleeding. Rick had broken his nose.

"We have to get you to the infirmary."

I grabbed his shirt and he put it on as I lead him to the nurse's office of my dorm. She fixed him right up. Then, he walked me back to my dorm and told me he'd call me later. He kissed me good-bye and left.

"Oh, no. This is not good," I said to my reflection as I examined the red mark on my cheek where my brother had hit me not too long ago.

A/N: Sweet and Scary! R/R. G2G ~Nelli~