A/N: Finally, I'm on Chapter 3. I think that Ch. 4 will be the last chapter in this fiction, and I may make sequels later. MAY. So, in this chapter, all the lies are uncovered, and all the truth is told. Will Syrus still like Melanie?

Last time:

"Wanna know a secret?" Syrus said, in tears from laughing over Mel's views on Dr. Crowler.

"What?"

"This isn't my natural hair color."

"Well, most people aren't born with blue hair. What is your real hair color?"

"Blonde." he replied, laughing.

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Days passed, and before long Syrus was aware that the dance was one day away. He kept his cheery additude when around others, happily declaring that he still had ideas of who to ask for the dance. But inside, he was beginning to doubt that. He had heard Jaden and Melanie say nothing about the dance, and he thought they were trying to make him feel better about his own dateless state.

The day before the dance, Syrus ran into class late. As usual. He noticed that, yet again, Melanie wasn't there. She was always later than he and Jaden, even if only by a few seconds. He sat down, and as if on cue, Melanie ran in behind him. She was grinning happily, Syrus noticed, as she had began doing since the dance was mentioned. The girl sat down next to him. "Hi, Syrus!" she said cheerily.

Before he had time to answer, Chazz had approached the two. "Hi Melanie." the Obelisk said awkwardly. "Listen, I don't mean to innerupt anything, but can I talk to you?"

"Well, you know you're always welcome to talk to me."

"Alone?" he asked, casting a glance at Syrus that said, Get out of here before I kill you.

"Sure. Let's talk over there." Melanie said, gesturing to an unoccupied corner of the room.

So the two walked over to the other side of the room. Syrus was out of earshot, but he could read thier facial expressions. Chazz talked first. He was blushing pretty badly. After he finished, then Melanie was the one to blush. She spoke nervously, twisting a strand of hair around one finger. Chazz nodded and then spoke again. Melanie looked alarmed, and for the first time, Syrus could make out a little of what they were saying. He thought he heard Melanie say his own name. Chazz nodded again, this time looking less friendly, and walked off in a furious blush.

Melanie ran back to her seat, looking unhappy as ever. "What did he say?" Syrus asked. "You don't need to tell me if you don't want to." he added, seeing Mel look a little uneasy.

"He asked me to the dance." she muttered, a little uncomfortably.

"You said no, right?"

"Of course. I'm still going with Jaden."

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The next morning, Syrus woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. And a sticky note attached securely to his forehead. Pulling off the yellow piece of paper, he looked carefully at the note. He recognized Melanie's handwriting.

Syrus,

I'm sorry, but I just can't stay here any longer. I know now that it's not my destiny to be a duelist. Look under my pillow; I've left my deck for you. Take from it what you want. I don't care any more. I really wish you the best, I know that you will become a great duelist.

Melanie

"Jaden," Syrus shook his friend gently. "Jaden, please wake up."

"What?" Jaden said, rolling over to face away from Syrus. "Go back to bed. It's 3 AM!" he observed, glancing at the clock.

"Melanie ran away!" Syrus said, giving Jaden a gentle shove. "Come on, let's go look for her."

"Can't it wait?"

"If you don't help, then you won't have a date for tonight!" Syrus reminded him.

"Sure I will." Jaden grumbled. "I'm going with Alexis."

"She got better?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Melanie told you all about Alexis being sick, and you going with her. You don't have to pretend anymore, Jaden." Syrus remarked seriously.

Jaden sat up quickly. "She told you that, did she?" Jaden asked, smirking. "Syrus, come on, you've seen Alexis at classes all week. Does she look sick to you?"

"No. Wait, Jaden, are you saying that Melanie lied to me? She's one of the most trustworthy people I know. She wouldn't do that." Syrus said defensively.

Jaden laughed. "She does when she wants to impress you."

"Wait. Why would she want to impress me?"

"Syrus," Jaden said, seriously. "Melanie was waiting for you to ask her the whole time. She told me."

"Okay, Jaden, let me get this straight. You're saying that Melanie wanted to go to the dance with me. So she told me that she already has a date? That's stupid!" Syrus exclaimed, laughing.

"Have you seen her test scores?"

"Good point. Come on, then."

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Syrus and Jaden found Melanie sitting on the beach, staring off into the still-dark sky. "Satisfied?" Jaden asked. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going back to bed."

Syrus nodded, walking toward his friend. "Melanie, I thought you were running away."

She turned. "Syrus, what are you doing here? Look, go back to your dorm. I'm not happy here. Just let me go."

Syrus shook his head. Part of him wanted to tell her all that Jaden had said, but he thought better of it. "Melanie, before you go, there was something I wanted to ask you. But if you're leaving, I might as well not."

"Will you just shut up and ask me already?" she snapped irritably.

"Well, if you're not going to be nice to me, then forget it. I'll just go back to bed."

"Well, you came all this way to talk to me, so what is it?" she asked, a little more nicely.

"Hmmmm, I don't know..." Syrus said playfully.

"SYRUS!"

"Okay, fine. Melanie, do you...do you want to go to the dance with me?"

Melanie didn't reply, but gave Syrus a quick kiss on the lips. "Does that answer your question?" she asked, beaming.

"Yeah, I think so."

As the newly-formed couple sat on the beach, watching the sunrise, Melanie turned to him. "Syrus, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. I tend to panic in awkward situations too."

"Oh, about the whole lying thing? Yeah, I'm sorry for that too, but I was talking about when I was talking to Chazz. When he asked me to the dance. I told him that I was going with you."

"Oh."

"And Syrus? I'm really glad that you asked me. If you didn't then I probably would've ended up suspending you from the celing by your hair."

"Then I'm glad I asked you too." Syrus replied, giving Mel a weak smile.

A/N: OK, the next chapter is IT. The dance. The end of the fic. The chapter that wraps it up. Please, read and review.