-Simple-

The teen sighed, running a hand through black hair as he growled.

"I just don't get it." She looked up at his whine and smiled, moving to lean over his shoulder. Her pencil scribbled equations as he frowned.

"It's simple. See, you use the result of #1 and plug it in…"

She leaned against his shoulder, and slowly, tired, let go of his shirt.

"Why does it hurt so much? I don't understand it." He watched her, seeing the broken heart (damn the jerk that shattered it), and tilted her head up.

"It's simple…"

The kiss surprised them both.