Note: This is Anime Bubbles' Story! I am "adopting" it. I will be writing the next chapter where she left off.

gOOD tIMES fASHO'

By: Anime Bubbles

Chapter 7: First Kiss

Ulrich and Yumi walked back to the hotel, hand in hand. They found the headmaster and made up an excuse, saying that Yumi had left her purse at the Lincoln Memorial.

The headmaster didn't believe their lame excuse and ordered them to luggage duty, when they left for Gettysburg.

Ulrich moaned. "Aw man. I hate luggage duty."

"Don't worry. It's not that bad. All we have to do is load every single suitcase into the tour bus...not that bad... Right?" Yumi frowned at the idea of her pulling a muscle because of luggage duty.

"Well, that's kinda why it sucks so much," said Ulrich, running a hand through his hair.

"Ah, well. We should get some shut-eye. I doubt our stay in Gettysburg will be half as good as this one," said Yumi, opening the door to their room.

"Good point," said Ulrich, jumping into bed.

- -Next Day- -

Ulrich and Yumi got up, got dressed, and headed out into the main room.

The rest of the gang was packing away, and at the same time, trying to eat breakfast.

Both Yumi and Ulrich went outside to get ready for the wave of suitcases to come.

"Ohmigosh. We have to load all that?" asked Yumi, pointing to the pile of suitcases in front of the bus.

Ulrich sighed. "I guess so..."

"Well, whatever happens, I am not loading Sissy's. She literally brought her whole closet along with her!"

Ulrich smiled.

The couple started loading in the things, not bothering to check whether they were placing the suitcases in the right spots.

Unfortunately, they failed to realize that they were placing the items on the wrong bus... Their bus was heading to Gettysburg. The other bus, with students from a different school, was headed for the Amish country.

They finished up their loading and made their way back to the hotel, to meet with the rest of the class.

The headmaster clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention. "Class...CLASS!"

The whole room instantly grew quiet. "Thank you. Please proceed to the buses, so we can get going to Gettysburg."

Everyone filed out, unbeknownst to them that their personal items would be misplaced by two students, too lazy to figure out which bus to load it in...

.:Jeremy POV:.

Much to my demise, Theo got to sit next to Aelita. And she looked like she was having a good time, too. I was stuck next to Odd, with Yumi and Ulrich next to us.

"I think someone's looking a lil' jealous, don't ya think?" asked Odd, nudging my arm.

"Jealous? Of who? Who could I possibly be jealous of?" I responded, folding my arms across my chest.

"That dude over there, making a move on your girl..." said Ulrich, leaning over to our seat.

"You guys, Aelita was never my girl," I said, shaking my head.

"Of course she was. You got dibbs on her, man. I mean, you met her first!" said Odd, laughing.

"You guys, it's not like she's my girlfriend or something..." I said, my voice trailing off, wishing she actually was my girlfriend.

Wait. What did I just say? Maybe I do love her...

I quickly shook the thought out of my head.

It's just a really good friendship, that's all.

Right?

"Looks like Theo made a new friend," said Ulrich, glancing at the seat two spaces ahead of us.

"Look, can we just drop the subject please?" I asked.

"Why so desperate?" asked Odd, smirking.

"I'm not desperate! Neither am I in love!" My eyes grew wide with horror.

I said the L-word... Uh-oh...here it comes...

"Who said anything about love?" asked Ulrich, grinning a bit at me.

"I—ah—uh...well, uh, see, I..." I stuttered, trying so hard to fight the blush coming onto my cheeks.

"Well, lookie here. Seems like Ulrich's not the only one in love..." said Odd, teasingly.

"ODD!" shouted Ulrich, casting him a death glare.

"I, mean, uh...never mind."

I was tempted to march up to Theo and smack him upside his head, and take his spot next to Aelita. Not that it would ever happen.

As much as I hate to admit it, I am a geek. Theo outscored me when it came to looks. Why would Aelita want to waste time for me if she could have a much handsomer guy to hang around with?

I sighed.

"What's wrong Romeo? Your Juliet's run off with another man?" asked Odd, grinning.

I glanced at him and shook my head. "Now's not a good time, Odd..."

"Whoa Jer. Are you okay? You look majorly depressed," said Odd.

"Yeah, dude. What's up?" asked Ulrich.

"It's...Aelita... That's all... Nothing important..."

"Oh boy. This is important. Look, I know how it feels when you see someone you love in someone else's arms," said Ulrich, pointing at Abe.

"Yeah. I know. But it's not like she even likes me back," I said, looking out the window.

Odd and Ulrich exchanged worried glances.

"Jeremy? Are you feeling okay?" asked Odd.

"You're acting so...negative..." said Ulrich.

"Don't worry guys. It's nothing to worry about."

But deep in my heart, I knew, that this was gonna be a BIG problem. Things couldn't possibly get any worse than this.

Ah, but of course, Murphy's Law. Anything than can go wrong, will go wrong.

Yumi and Ulrich switched our stuff with a different school's. A major change in plans took place. At about 6, we went onboard a ship.

The first two decks were reserved for a wedding or something.

The upper three were all ours. The third floor had a refreshment stand and a disco type of thing.

The fourth floor had an arcade, bathrooms, snack machines, and a burger stand, along with a basketball court.

The fifth floor was the top deck, meaning it was the 'outside'. I liked it up there. You could feel the gentle breeze and smell the crisp cold water that we were sailing on.

We were all on the third floor at the refreshment stand, sipping drinks.

"Hey, c'mon guys. Let's head over to the disco!" said Odd, casually slinging an arm around Lia.

"Alright," said Ulrich.

He looked over at me. "You coming?"

"Yeah, I'll come," I said, casting a glance on Aelita, who was dancing with Theo.

Ulrich and Yumi headed over to the dance floor, along with Odd and Lia.

I just sat there, occasionally taking a sip of punch.

Everyone looked like they were having a good time, especially Aelita. I knew how much she loved to dance.

I sighed. There was no point for me to stay here. I decided to head to the top deck.

I leaned against the railing, facing the ocean. There were a few couples up here, playing tonsil tennis with their tongues. I sighed inwardly.

Will I always be the odd one out?

I felt a small tap on my shoulder and spun around. It was Aelita.

"Oh. Hey Aelita. Having a good time?" I asked, trying to sound happy.

"Yes. Dancing was exhilarating," she replied.

We were both silent for a moment.

"Jeremy? Are you mad at me?" she asked looking up at me.

I was shocked. "Mad? No! Of course not! What made you think that?"

She grinned sheepishly. "Well, I thought maybe you were mad at me for hanging out with Theo."

I gave her a soft smile. "Aelita, I would never get mad at you, even if I wanted to. You don't have to stay here, you know. Why don't you go hang with Theo and dance?"

She grinned up at me. "The disco was kinda crowded. I wanted to come up here for some peace at quiet."

She moved to the side of me and stared out into the sky. "Sunsets are always so beautiful here."

"Yes, they are. I love how the colors all mix."

There was a short silence between us. Not an uncomfortable one.

I looked over at Aelita. "Thank you, for coming up here with me. I have to admit, I missed you while you were with Theo."

She smiled. "No problem."

We were moving closer and closer, till it was a mere centimeter in between us.

She closed her eyes, and I closed mine, and we kissed.

Ah, yes, ironically, it was my first kiss. I pulled away slowly.

I tilted her chin up to face me. "I...I love you, Aelita..." I whispered.

Inside me, my conscience was dancing and cheering. I actually did it. I told her that I loved her!

She put her arms around my neck and pulled me closer. "I love you too..." she breathed, and kissed me.

I placed my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me.

This felt so right, me being with her, holding her.

She let go of me and pulled away.

I slipped my arms off her waist and offered a hand.

"Would you like to dance?"

She smiled. "I'd love to."

We walked hand in hand to the disco and danced the night away...