A/N: Ahh! Thankyou Thankyou THANKYOU to all my reviewers. You guys are the BEST! I really appreciate your time to review It makes me feel special :D And thankyou to my beta-er, Kaitlin. :D I couldn't ask for a beter beta-er. :-D

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Marco eyed the mint chocolate chip ice cream in front of him nervously. He was afraid that if he ate any of it he would throw it back up, giving that his stomach was already shaking with nervous-ness. Dylan was sitting across from him, also with a bowl full of ice cream staring him in the face. Each would stare at each other for a few minutes, then brake it and start smiling, looking down at their ice cream. Then, seconds later, their gazes would meet again. It was like a game. Dylan finally broke the silence and said, "So..."

"So..." Marco repeated, laughing.

It was extremely awkward, the two of them together. Marco felt nervous half the time, embarassed the other half, while Dylan was close to the same. Each boy had feelings for the other, but neither of them would ever audibly admit it.

After a few more seconds of silence, Dylan said, "Marco?"

"Yeah?" He looked up into Dylan's blue eyes.

"I like you."

Marco's heart beat faster against his ribcage, his whole body pounding. He could almost feel the redness creeping up into his cheeks. 'Dylan likes me, Dylan likes me, Dylan likes me,' Marco thought over and over again.

After staring, mouth wide open, at Dylan for a few seconds, Dylan laughed timidly and said, "Erm, well, now would be the time, to, uh, say something."

'Dylan likes me, Dylan likes me.'

"I mean, if you don't have feelings for me, I can understand and all... I just wanted to get everything out in the open... Are you okay?"

'Dylan likes me, Dylan. Likes ME.'

"I didn't mean to put you in an awkward position, Marco, really... I didn't. I understand if we're just friends."

'Dylan. Likes. Me.'

"Um, well?"

Marco's mouth moved, but no words came out. His face burst into a smile and Marco replied, a little too happy, "I like you too!"

Dylan was silent for about a second, but then burst out laughing, along with the Italian boy. After the fit had passed, Dylan said, "Wow... it's a relief to finally have all that said."

"Yeah..." Marco nervously laughed. "A relief."

He eyed the ice cream, or now, what used to be ice cream, bowl in front of him. It was now completely melted. "Oh.. I am so sorry- I'll pay you back, I really didn't mean to waste it like that, Ugh, what a mess..." Marco babbled on and on until Dylan interuppted.

"Whoa, whoa, Marco- it's okay. Don't worry about it." He offered a smile and then comforted, "Hey, mines melted too."

"Hehe..."

"Come on, we can go for a walk or something," Dylan offered, standing up. "Just forget about the ice cream."

The younger boy stood up and joined Dylan as they walked towards the exit. Just as they were walking out the door, Dylan put his arm around Marco's shoulders.

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Emma eyed the lunchroom for Sean, trying to see him through the crowds. She spotted him by the vending machine, with Jay and his gang. Emma bravely manuevered through the crowd and marched right up to the group.

"Sean, can I talk to you?" She asked. Silence followed her words, as Sean made direct eye contact with her. She wanted to discuss the event that had happened outside yesterday afternoon. She had been a total jerk to him, and the least she could do was say she was sorry. Emma knew Sean meant what he had said, about caring for her, so she felt it was her duty to talk to him.

"Emma, look, not now, okay?" Sean said quietly, walking over to her.

"Aww, Sean got his old girlfriend back?" Jay cooed at them. A few of the people next to him laughed.

"Jay, shut up," Sean said.

"Aww," Jay continued to say in a baby voice, "Protecting your Save-the-Dolphins girlfriend?"

"Just because you're too ugly and rude to get a girlfriend doesn't mean you have to be mean to Sean about him having one, since you obviously will never be as good as him," Emma spat at Jay.

Silence fell on the entire cafeteria after Emma's words. Jay advanced on her, fists clenched. "You better watch what you say to me."

"Or else what? You'll steal my binder? Oh, that's right, you only steal things like LAPTOPS," Emma angrily threw back at him.

Before anyone saw what was happening, Jay's fist met Emma's eye dead on. She fell backwards onto the floor, holding her face in pain. Gasps were heard from all over the room as the cafeteria workers struggled to come over through the crowds forming and see what happened. Emma vaguely heard Mr. Simpson in the background, yelling, "What's going on here!?"

Sean turned to Jay and, with utter hate, threw himself on top of Jay, tackling him to the ground. "You don't mess with Emma!" Sean yelled, throwing punches at him. By now, they were rolling around on the floor, fists aimed anywhere they could find. Whispers made their way across the cafeteria. By now, no one was eating or even mildly paying attention to anything but the fight. Emma was being helped up by an elderly cafeteria helper.

"Break it up!" Jimmy yelled, trying to pull Sean off of Jay. It was no use, however, as Sean broke free and continued to kick, hit, and punch Jay. At that moment, Coach Armstrong and Mr. Simpson came into the scene, finally pulling the two boys apart. Sean continued to punch the air as he was pulled away from the older boy.

"You two boys! In my office! NOW!" Mr. Radditch's voice boomed through the crowd. Students parted to show a very flustered and angry looking principal near the cafeteria entrance. The two teachers led Sean and Jay out of the crowd.

Sean eyed Jay. He had blood streaming down his face from his nose, and a bruise was beginning to form under his eyelid, but Sean figured that was only the half of it. No one messed with Emma. No one.

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A/N: I hated that chapter. Absolutely loathed it. . Oh well, I hope you enjoyed anyway through all its sucky-ness. Review please!