Disclaimer: I don't own these characters they belong to Disney.

The room was filled with excited girls. The dance was in three hours and everyone was busy showing off their dresses and doing their hair. I, however, was sitting on my bed, thinking. I felt left out. Though Carla bought me a ticket, I knew that soon, Stone would pull me aside and tell me that I couldn't go for one reason or another. It was frustrating, and so I decided to write what I was feeling down in my diary. Get things off of my chest. I wasn't thinking about what I was writing, really. I was just putting down random thoughts from my head onto paper.

'Stupid Stone. She's so mean she hardly breathes. I'll be happy when she leaves. I hate her I hate her I love her I hate her I love her I love her I hate her I love her I hate her I love her! Jennifer is the rudest, ugliest most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. If she died right now, I would jump for joy. I'd die if I ever lost her…'

"What are you doing?" Carla came and sat on my bed.

"Nothing," I replied, not looking up. I continued to write. Carla scooted closer to me to see what I was writing. Not really even knowing what I was writing, I didn't mind.

"Um…Kelly?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"I believe you just did," I joked.

"No, this is kind of serious."

I put my pen down and looked up at her. What could it have been that was so important?

"What is it?" I asked, getting kind of nervous.

"Are you…" Carla looked around the room. Whatever it was that she wanted to ask me, it was far too crowded. She took me, along with my diary, to the far side of the barracks. It was deserted because it was so close to Stones room. No sane person hung around there.

"Carla, what is it? You're kind of scaring me," I told her.

Carla leaned in to whisper in my ears. "Kelly…are you…gay?"

I thought that I was about to have a heart attack. What could I have possibly done that would make her think that I was into girls? Why would she ask me that?

"I don't mean to be nosy, but look what you wrote in you diary," she said, holding the book to my face. I took it and, in my head, read it.

"Oh my God…" I said without voice.

"Yeah I know." Carla nodded. "Now I'm ok with that kind of stuff, but Stone? Are you out of your mind?"

"It can't be. I hate her…" I said.

"Yeah, Kelly. You made it quite clear that you hate her, you hate her, you love her, and you hate her. Kelly…you've got a thing for Stone."

"But…"

"Face it. You like her. I can't see why, but you do like her."

My face began to turn red and I held on to my stomach. "This can't be happening," I said to myself.

"What are you doing here?" Captain Stone asked. She burst out of her room, making me jump.

"Nothing," said Carla.

"I don't want to hear it! You are dismissed, Hall. As for you, Maggot, I need you see you in my office.

"Your office?"

"My room, Dumbass!"

"Oh." I looked at Carla as if it was the last time I'd see her, feeling like I was about to get killed my Captain.

She held the door open for me and watched as I walked to the middle of the room and then stopped, not knowing where to go from there.

I knew why she wanted me there. I was about to get a task that would keep me from the dance.

"So," she started, "what are your plans for the night?"

"I'm just going to stay here or where ever it is you send me to work. What am I doing tonight?"

"Work? I'm not making you work tonight. The dance is tonight. You are going, right?"

I was shocked. She actually wanted me to go? Maybe she was tricking me. I looked her over, scanning to see if there was any insincerity in her. There wasn't. She wasn't trying to trick me. Why not, though

"Have a seat," she said. Stone sat on her bed and patted the spot right next to her. I couldn't believe that this was happening.

"Well, I don't even have anything to wear. I didn't think that you were going to let me go. You're always being so mean to me that I thought you…"

"Would make up an excuse for you not to go?" She finished for me.

"Exactly."

"Well, I'm not. I actually want you to go to the dance tonight, Kelly." She did it again. She called me by my first name, but this time, she didn't take it back and call me a maggot. Instead, she moved a bit closer to me.

I moved away a little as I trembled. I looked down at her bed. I wasn't exactly sure what was going on, but I was a scared. She gently placed a hand on my cheek and brought my head up. All I could see was her eyes slowly closing as she moved in. Her soft warm lips brushed against mine, and right away I began to relax. I felt my stomach do back flips, but in a good way. I was enjoying it. A little too much, maybe. As the kiss grew deeper, I felt myself being pulled on top of her. We were both lying on her bed, our tongues entangled, when the door opened and our privacy left us…