I found myself in a daze the next day at work, unable to focus on helping Coach Steve. Even Connie and Maury could see something was wrong with their previous client and friend so when I took my lunch break, practically dragging my feet, they took me aside.

"What's the matter, Lisa?" Maury asked and I sighed, picking at my salad with a frown on my face.

"It's nothing really," I replied in a small voice, looking around but when I noticed that the break room was empty at least for now I sighed again. "Well there's this guy I like but…" I trailed off when Connie smiled at me, looking so happy I didn't know what to say to her.

"Connie, there's a but, and not the good kind," Maury answered and Connie immediately blinked, staring at me as I rubbed at my eyes. "Damn those eyes are red." He commented and I grimaced, trying to forget why I'd been crying the night before.

"What happened? You know you can tell us anything you want." Connie told me and after a long pause, I mumbled something. "Sorry, but what did you just say, darling?"

"But we're just too different for it to work." I finished but Maury just smiled at me, patting my shoulder as Connie flicked her hair back. "I know what you two are going to say but I know it won't work between us. He's kind and thoughtful but we're from two different worlds."

"A forbidden romance? Ohh that's the best kind." Connie said and Maury chuckled, both Hormone monsters looking at me and I managed a weak laugh knowing that they wouldn't judge. At least until they found out just who I had a crush on anyway.

"You've got to at least give us a hint, Lisa. What's he like? Tall, short? Your age?" Maury asked and I snorted, shrugging as Connie stood at my side. "An older man?" He added with a grin when I finally nodded.

"So he's older than you huh? Where'd you meet him, honey?" Connie said and I grinned, making sure that I didn't give either Hormone monster too many details. "So you bumped into him at work on your first day? You work fast."

"It was just kind of an accident how we met. I barely know him but he's just so kind and sweet, kind of quiet but when he talks," I leaned back in my chair, lunch is forgotten as I thought about the first few times we spent watching movies together. "I could listen to his voice all day."

"Does he have an accent?" Maury asked and I nodded, trying not to laugh when they started to whisper among themselves. "So he's quiet, has an accent and he's an older man huh?"

"Someone who works at this school?" Connie put in and I shook my head, enjoying our back and forth until I could hear approaching footsteps. Before I had a chance to leave the break room Connie and Maury glanced at the door and I grimaced, hoping that they wouldn't start thinking that the next person who worked in was my secret crush. Of course, the next person who walked in happened to be Coach Steve and I glanced over at Connie and Maury frowning when they glanced at Coach Steve than me.

"Don't even think that he's my crush," I muttered to them, quickly leaving the table before either Hormone monster could make a comment. Seeing me Coach Steve gave me a wave not even fazed when I barely waved back, too busy exiting the room.

Ducking into the women's bathroom I let out a breath staring into the mirror as I tried to gather my thoughts. "What am I going to do? If Connie and Maury figure out who I'm crushing on we'll be in so much trouble. Ugh, what was I thinking?" I complained, leaning back against the sink as I ran a hand through my hair.

Face it you're attractive to Lionel. There's no shame in having a crush on someone. Besides he already proved he likes you the same way.

"How long can I keep this up?" I muttered to myself, ducking into a toilet stall when I heard a toilet flush. I didn't see who it was but I could feel my cheeks burning at being caught talking to myself and about my crush no less. As soon as their footsteps faded and the door to the bathroom clicked shut I rubbed at my eyes, trying to focus on something else.

A few seconds later the image of Lionel and I making out in the shower popped into my head, making my face burn. It didn't help when I heard chuckling and I bumped right into one of the stall's walls as a familiar face floating into view. Though once he saw my face again Lionel blinked, wary as I ran a hand over my eyes.

"I wasn't following you, Lisa," Lionel explained, tilting his head to one side as I covered my face fully with my hands. "You're projecting shame like you wouldn't believe." He added, giving me a tiny smile.

"First of all, I'm not projecting anything, Lionel, and second of all what the heck are you doing in the women's bathroom of all places?" I answered and he actually froze only to roll his eyes at me as I crossed my arms over my chest. "Speaking of someone with no shame you don't seem to have any," I added with a smirk on my lips.

"You are not funny, Miss May. Besides I came here because of your shame and not the other way around. Is your little crush on me still giving you trouble?" Lionel growled at me, his voice making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Sensing my hesitation he grinned at me. "Truthfully I never thought I'd run into you here of all places." He commented as his fingers reached out, gently stroking my cheek which only made my eyes widen slightly. When I didn't move to stop him he drew closer his fingers brushing the straps of the shirt I'd chosen to wear that day already sensing victory.

"Lionel, you pushed me away. Look I can't even deal with this right now." I whispered, gently pushing away his hand before I pushed past him and Lionel frowned watching as I quickly exited the bathroom. A little taken aback Lionel let me go though as I headed back to the gym hoping that it was empty now so I could clear my head I didn't see him following at a safe distance.

Lionel caught up to me in time to see me sitting by myself on one of the bleaches, my knees under my chin as I stared at the far wall.

Hovering near the front entrance Lionel raised his hand only to lower it, unsure as to what he should say. It wasn't until he finally cleared his throat that I glanced over finding the Shame Wizard hovering there looking slightly uncomfortable.

"Lionel, just get over here," I told him and he obliged, flying over before he hovered in front of me. When I saw him fiddling with the sleeves of his cloak I sighed, lightly patting the bleacher that I was sitting on and after a pause, he sat beside me. "For the record, I'm not angry at you….like at all. I'm just frustrated that I let things between us go too far." Seeing him wince I backpedaled. "I mean I do like you. You're literally the first guy that's not put off by this," I said, pointing to my scar, and when he chuckled that brought a tiny grin to my own face. "or my winning personality."

"Lisa, I never meant to make you feel in any way uncomfortable. Well, to be honest, I did but that's just what I do. But you're the first woman, human or otherwise, that's taken the time to get to know me. Who hasn't avoided me because I'm a shame wizard and that's refreshing in itself." Lionel explained, unable to resist lightly touching my fingers. I didn't pull away and he smiled at me.

"You did take the time to get to know me as well, Lionel. That's what I like most about you. You weren't just attracted to me by my looks but me as a whole." I agreed and he chuckled softly, shifting a touch closer to me. "Before I had my accident the only guys that liked me couldn't name a single thing other than my features that they liked. They never took the time to get to know me."

"That's really a shame and I should know about shame." Lionel joked, earning himself a quiet laugh from me. "You have an amazing laugh." He commented and I felt myself blushing as he intertwined his fingers through mine. "Besides I really like that scar. It gives you character...and that sounds so cliche." He finished but I shook my head, edging closer to the shame wizard until our legs were touching. After a brief pause, I leaned in closer, and Lionel, unable to believe his good fortune leaned in at the exact same time.