A/N: Please read and review. This isn't the longest of chapters, but it's a lot longer than the first! (Which, I'm sure you're all thankful for) They'll probably get longer and longer, that's generally how I do things. There's not too much action yet, but don't worry, stick with me, and there'll be action! Hope you enjoy!

"Right, so…then you solve it. Do you get it now?" Marco asked politely, even though it was the third time he had to say it.

"Yeah…yeah, cool…thanks," Tim smiled shyly.

For many weeks now, Marco and Tim had become better friends as Tim constantly needed help with math homework, and Marco simply liked being able to have someone to talk to. Obviously, he had his friends, but it was nice having someone to relate to, considering he and Tim were in the same boat.

Well, maybe not exactly the same boat. Tim was less experienced than Marco, which…maybe made it even a little better for Marco. He was the older one, the mentor, the one feeling powerful. Marco knew that no matter what happened, if truth be told, Tim didn't even have the power to hurt Marco, let alone the desire.

"You're quite welcome," Marco replied, smiling widely. "I do have to get going, though. It's getting late and--"

"Oh, yeah…of course, but I was just thinking, Marco…it's stupid. Never mind."

Marco raised an eyebrow, confused, "No, tell me. Whatever it is, you know you can tell me."

"I'm not—I'm not good at this. I don't know if you'd be interested, but…" Tim stopped short and looked around the room before quickly deciding to finish, "We're friends, right?"

Marco laughed softly, "Yeah, of course we are, Tim." Marco stopped, realizing something suddenly, "Is there something wrong with that?"

"No! No, of course not! I love you helping me out and you're an awesome friend, but I was thinking we could maybe go out one day like…"

"Like a date?" Marco supplied.

"Yes!" he exclaimed. "I'm sorry, I get nervous and I understand if you don't want to and all, but I really like you."

"Tim, I'm so sorry, but I really have to go, I'll talk to you later, okay?" Tim frowned slightly, feeling rejected.

"Sure, go ahead," he said sadly, in defeat.

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"Aww, Marco, I think that's so cute! I knew he had a crush on you."

"I get it, El." He sighed loudly into the phone, "How cute, how sweet. The boy likes me, I get it. He really is great and I do like him, at least, as a friend. Maybe more…I don't know. What's wrong with me?"

Ellie laughed softly, "I know what's wrong," she said in a sing-song voice.

"Oh, really," Marco said without a clue, "what's that?"

"You miss him," she said, as though it should have been obvious.

"Him?" Marco said slowly, "Who is this 'him' you speak of?"

"Marco!"

"Ellie, I do not miss him. It took me forever to realize who we were even speaking about."

"Whatever, Marco. You're going to tell me that you never think about him? That's kind of ridiculous," she said skeptically.

"It's true. Well, up until this moment, it was true. Look, El, I've got to go, okay? I'll see you tomorrow."

"Math final, yay!" she said sarcastically.

"Alright," he laughed, "bye."

Marco had, in fact, thought about Dylan from time to time. It wasn't a constant thing, but there were times when his name popped into his mind; such as, when he watched movies that he had seen with Dylan, when anyone had mentioned the name 'Michalchuk', and sometimes, even when he breathed. Again, it was only from time to time.

The thought of Dylan was enough to make him squirm, but thank god, usually the name was never mentioned aloud. It was like a silent agreement between he and his friends, for which he was thankful they understood.

Marco did really want to go out with Tim and he wasn't sure what, exactly, he was afraid of. All he knew was that when he thought of 'boyfriend', only one face came to mind. Marco decided that he only thought of Dylan because he was Marco's first…well, first everything! If it really came down to it, Marco felt that if he dated Tim, he'd be treating him like a toy. When a favorite is broken, you buy a new one, but it will never be as special as the original.

However, Marco also didn't want to lie to himself or to Tim. He liked him, it was true and he'd just have to get over Dylan. He was already over him. Right, exactly. There were no more feelings at all. It had been about a year already and it he'd decided months before that Dylan wasn't ever going to be with him again. End of story.

Marco decided, before he went to sleep, he was going to give Tim a call, so he could give away his good news.

"Hey, Tim," he started awkwardly.

"Hey, this is Marco, right?"

"Yeah," he laughed, "Of course. I believe that a date was mentioned…?" He let the phrase out, while he couldn't believe these were his words.

"Oh," Tim said in shock, "Definitely, are you…?"

"Responding, yes….I would love to go out with you, Tim." He smiled. Not so hard.

A/N: I posted the first chapter yesterday and the second today! Yay! It's up and running, I'm so proud! Hehe, well, I worked hard to get you guys a second chapter, all I want is some reviews! Pleease :)