This is my first fic/story EVER to be in seond person, so just tell me if it sucks. Anyways, enjoy!

He passes you in the hall at least five times a day, and whenever he catches you staring at him, you suddenly avert your eyes, your pace quickens, and your heart races. He's in three of your classes, and when he's sitting in front of you, you can't seem to pay attention to the teacher, perpetually staring at his collar, daydreaming about you and him. He's your best friend's brother, and whenever you go over her house, you always make a point to tell her how amazing her brother is, even though she doesn't care.

But it's not that he doesn't like you. It's not that he has a girlfriend. It's not like you two aren't meant for each other. You're the one with the problem. YOU have a boyfriend, who just happens to be the most popular, handsome, athletic guy in school. YOU know that it'd be bad for your rep to like him, some people calling him borderline gay. Being best friends with his twin sister is already damaging your perfect reputation, because being friends with the Ice Princess is definitely not cool.

Oo0HSM0oO

You're running down the hallway, soon to be late for class. Not looking where you're going, you slam into him, both of your books falling to the ground. Your face turns beet red, and he gives you a shy smile. All of a sudden the period bell rings, and you're officially late for class.

"I'm so sorry," you exclaim, trying to apologize for making him late.

"That's ok," he murmurs, concentrating on picking up his books.

He doesn't seem right. "Are you ok?" you ask.

He nods unconvincingly and hurries off for class.

Oo0HSMoO

At lunch, you sit with him and his sister, without your boyfriend and his bball posse, almost like you're proving to the school that you with the goody two-shoes rep can sit with she who's known as the biggest bitch in school.

Halfway through your sandwich, you realize that something's definitely not right. His cheerful blue eyes are glazed over and lifeless, his normally cocky grin is no more than a grim line.

"Are you ok?" you ask again, and again he nods unconvincingly.

You look over at his sister and see silent tears streaming down her face.

"What's wrong?" you ask her.

She sniffs and cries, "Our dad d-died!"

You put your arms around her shoulder as she sobs, then look over to see how he's coping, but he suddenly vanished.

"Where could he have gone?" you wonder.

You take your arms from her shoulder and ask her where he went.

She shakes her head and says, "He may be in the Entropy Courtyard. He likes to go there sometimes."

You thank her and walk off, but not before you give her one last sympathetic hug and an "I'm so sorry".

RnR! This may just be a threeshot instead of a twoshot.