A/N: I'm gonna apologize for this chapter being short. School starts tomorrow and I've been busy. And my sister peeking over my shoulder to the computer doesn't help either.

Also, thank you Moonlight17 for the suggestion! It really fits the story.

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Stephanie's POV

I didn't know what to say. It's not like I don't like Charles, but I don't like him as a boyfriend either. "Tell you what, I can't say I don't like you."

He nodded "That's understandable. People can't hate me."

"Actually they can." I muttered. "But what I mean is I do like you."

"So what's the problem?"

"Let's go somewhere else to talk alright? There's a bellhop staring at us."

"Sure. How 'bout your suite?"

"I guess so, but I gotta get rid of Michelle first."

"That shouldn't take long."

We reached the door and once again, Michelle was lounging on her bed. Only this time she's got cake everywhere. "Michelle! I can't keep cleaning after you!" I yelled while grabbing the roll of paper towels (Dad never goes anywhere without them).

"Sorry, but it's not easy to eat cake when it keeps falling apart." she licked her fingers. What I don't get is if Michelle's nine why doesn't she have the common sense to eat with a fork.

"I'll tell you something else that's gonna fall apart if you don't help me!" Michelle helped clean up.

After that I almost forgot Charles was here. "I'm sorry about that."

"No problem. Now let's get rid of your sister so we can talk." I nodded.

"Michelle, won't you rather hang out with DJ and Steve?"

"I wasn't born yesterday Steph, if you want me to leave thats fine." She walked out. Charles sat down at the end of the bed.

"Okay, I'll tell you why I have to think," I told Charles.

Once again he nodded "About what?"

"Charles, in the past you convinced me that you're this hopeless kid who acts like a total two year old."

"Is that it?"

"No," I sat down as well "But then when you accidently told me your dad hits you I found a whole new person."

"Is that it?"

"No," I said firmly "There's one last question."

"That would be?"

"Is there anything you can do to prove that you're not the same kid back in fifth grade?" What happened next surprised me again. Charles wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. I returned the kiss of course. Then I stepped back to look at him.

"That's enough proof..."

APWW06- I don't mind you saying that a lot because it's nice to know my fic is good. I'm sorry Jesse and Becky haven't been in it a lot. I'm not a professional so I'm still learning to balance out the story.

April Chikatow- Does that mean you don't like it?

Shelmel- Such a beautiful word! I'll continue till the story comes to a good ending. Which I'm not sure...

#1volfan- Do you live in Tenessee? The other day I watched Full House and Jesse said Tenessee. I'm glad I changed it.

Moonlight17- Thank you for you're suggestion! Stephanie's suite is a good place to talk. I think it's a good one too.

Kitkatkit27- Yep, I'll try.