A/N- Thank you for all of your reviews!! I feel soo loved!! Anyway I'll try to make this Chapter longer then the last, I apologize for the shortness of that last one

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As the bell rang, Spinner walked out of class. With his books in his arms he kept thinking over and over of the sight he saw during lunch. Jimmy telling off a little kid in the lower grade. Jimmy wasn't really the bullying type and seeing him blow up at a younger kid for picking on another kid wasn't something you see everyday.

'Marco seemed upset after lunch' Spin thought to himself, walking along the sidewalk

'I should call him when I get home'

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Marco walked up the steps to his house not really paying attention to where he was going as he made his way up to his room. Collapsing on the bed, he grabbed the remote to his stereo and pushed play, after a few shorts seconds the CD began turning and "Anthem of our Dying Day" began to play, emptying Marco's mind of the troubles that day.

Eventually a slow melody began playing and drifted Marco into a soft slumber that lasted several hours until his mother woke him for dinner.

"I'm not hungry ma"

"Nonsense you haven't eaten since lunch"

"I know ma, I'm just not hungry"

"Ok, then they'll be left overs in the fridge when your ready ok?"

"Thanks"

Marco turned on his bed, the blankets entangling his legs. He heard his phone ring and reached to grab it off the night stand, leaning over the bed he pressed the talk button and placed it to his ear.

"Hello?"

"Hey Marco, its Dylan"

"How---"Marco fell of the bed, his feet still wrapped around the covers and his head pressed against the floor with his neck at an odd ninety degree angle.

"Ow"

"You ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, just fell of the bed, how did you get my number?"

"Paige gave it to me; she practically shoved it down my throat"

"Oh, yeah, you live with her" Said Marco, temporarily forgetting who Dylan's sister was.

"Yeah, me and her were thinking about having another party, I wanted to know if you could come."

"Um… When is it?"

"Saturday, we plan to have it start about six. So can you come?

"Yeah, mind if I bring Ellie along? She's kind of upset at Sean for ditching her on their date"

"Of course, everybody is invited."

"Ok then see you at school"

"Ok bye" with that a barely audible click was heard as Dylan hung up.

Marco closed his phone and reached up to place it on the chair, his body still on the hard floor. He sighed, four days until the party. What would he do with himself?

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Marco wasn't looking forward to Tuesday. He was still afraid of the person who witnessed Marco's kiss with Dylan.

'Speaking of Dylan' He thought. 'I need to talk with him…'

Marco wandered the halls until he bumped into Paige who so happened to be busy doing her hair in the mirror permanently glued to the locker door.

"Do you know where your brother is?" Marco asked, walking up from behind her

"I haven't seen him since this morning, try checking the senior's hall way, he usually hangs with his buddies there."

"Alright thanks" Marco said with quick hug to Paige.

Marco traversed through the halls, making his way through people and pushing his way through groups of people. He finally made it to the hallway at the far end of the school with the red lockers and tall older teenage kids sitting below them. He walked down the path left between the rows of legs and feet that stuck out from the bodies of the people sitting down until he saw Dylan sitting against the wall, looking up at his buddies and talking.

"Hey Dyl, can I talk to you?"

Dylan looked up at Marco, seeing the worried look in his eyes, made Dylan aware that what he wanted to talk about was important.

"Yeah, sure thing." Dylan said, getting up and dusting off his pants. "What is it?"

Marco leaned into Dylan, cupping his hand to his ear. "I don't want to talk about it in front of all your friends, can we go somewhere else?"

Dylan simply nodded and with that Marco grabbed Dylan by the hand and started pulling him towards the nearest door leading outside with cheering of 'You two have fun now' and 'Don't do anything I wouldn't do' from Dylan's friends. Once outside Marco went to an isolated grassy space and sat down, motioning Dylan to do the same.

"I'm just confused…" Marco began, as he nervously plucked at the green grass.

"About…" Dylan asked, looking at Marco as he sat down.

"About what happened yesterday, during lunch?"

"Oh" said Dylan, looking down away from the Italian. "I'm sorry if you didn't want it" he apologized, crossing his arms across his lap.

"No, no! I did, I'm just not sure where it leaves our relationship…I'm not sure if…"

"If it means we're going out" Dylan finished, looking up and staring at Marco, into his eyes to try and figure out his emotions. Did he want to go out with him?

"Yeah, I'm just confused, I'm sorry if you don't feel that way, I didn't mean to push you into anything…" Marco trailed off, watching the body language of Dylan for any clues to his emotions.

"Do you want to go out? I mean, are you ready?" Dylan asked grabbing hold of Marco's shoulders and staring into his eyes.

"I'm not sure; I've never had to deal with this sort of thing before really." Marco looked down at the ground, staring at the monotone side walk.

"Well I'm not going to force you into anything, think about it." Dylan said patting Marco's shoulder and walking away; leaving Marco staring at the ground with his eyes tearing up and his emotions on the verge of a break down.

'I'm a fucking idiot' he thought to himself, a single tear rolling down his cheek. 'I want to be with him, I know I do. I'm not unsure of it at all'

Marco plucked some more at the grass, a bare spot forming beneath his fists..

'Or am I?' Marco thought staring into the sky 'Why am I this way?' he thought. 'What did I do to deserve this punishment? It's wrong to feel this way about a guy… isn't it?'

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A/N -- Yay! Another chapter done. I'm not so sure about the shortness on my word program it says about one-thousand- one hundred and ninety words. On my next chapter I'll try to reach a goal of three thousand!! Anyway thank you all for your support!! I appreciate every last bit of it!

P.S - and no I didn't forget about the person who witnessed the kiss between marco and Dylan! Just to let you know