A/N: Hello guys. So this chapter is rather short, and so will the next three chapters after this, be as well. But on the other hand, you will be getting on, each day, until Sunday. (As in, you get one Sunday too.) They're written in a sort of drabble like maner, but well.. You'll like it! I hope.. Let me know? Yea. Enjoy and I will see you again tomorrow!

Day 1

Jeff woke up the next day and had a strange feeling that this was going to be a somehow eventful day. He was happy that he got to talk to Nick and that he actually seemed to have gotten the point. Now he should probably consider talking to Thad. Tell him about it, but he didn't feel like he was ready for that yet, because what was he supposed to say? He wasn't sure about anything yet and therefore didn't have much to say about it.

As Jeff got dressed for the day, he noticed a little piece of folded paper, right in front of the door like had it been slipped in, underneath it. He grabbed his tie from the table and headed for their bathroom. On the way there, he picked up the piece of paper, when Thad had his back turned, so he wouldn't notice.

When Jeff closed the door to the bathroom, he looked down at the paper. On the outside was written Jeff with what could most certainly be filed under 'Boys handwriting'. It was strange and he didn't know what to think, so he just unfolded it and took a look at the inside.

You make my knees turn to jelly.

For a little while, Jeff just stood there and looked down at the piece of paper. He did have a pretty good idea about who this could have been from, but the fact that it was actually a pretty sweet gesture, plus the missing signature, made him doubt.

"Jeff, are you done soon?" Thad called from outside. "I really need to use the bathroom!" He continued.

"Just a second. Just need to wash my hands." Jeff called back, put the note in his pocket, turned on the water and then very quickly did his tie. He turned back off the water and opened the door to both let Thad in and get out himself.

When Jeff opened his locker, that same morning, to get his books for the first class, a new little slip of paper fell out, as he pulled out the books. The paper landed softly on Jeff's shoe and as he preferred, not to lean down with all of his books in his arms, he closed his locker so he could lean against it.

With the support from his locker, he lifted his foot up doing everything he could to keep the paper on his foot. When he'd reached up so far he could, he picked up the paper from his shoe and then let his foot fall back down to the ground.

Holding his books in his embrace, Jeff headed off to class. As he walked towards the classroom, he unfolded the new piece of paper and read as he walked. What he didn't know, was that as he read that note, its writer were looking at him from a distance. Looking for any sign of what Jeff might be thinking.

I don't know what this sorcery is.

"Oh! Sorry!" Jeff yelped when he walked into someone. He'd been busy with his note and hadn't watched where he was going. He looked around but didn't see anyone, who looked like they'd just been bumped into. He frowned and looked back down. He folded the note and walked into class.

As he set his books down, he was about to put the second note in his pocket, when he felt something strange in there. He grabbed the contains of his pocket and pulled it out along with the note he'd already had in his hand.

In his hand were now, not just the note from this morning and the one from his locker. Somehow a third note had made it's way into his pocket. So far this day had been really confusing, but he didn't think much about that, before he unfolded yet another note.

But I don't want to live without your hex.

Jeff didn't quite know if he should feel offended or flattered by this note, but chose the latter. So he smiled and folded it again, grabbed the other pieces and put them in his pocket again. He were still having a hard time, figuring out if he really though the notes were from Nick or someone else. He weren't aware of anyone else whom would want to be with him, but yet it just felt so wrong to think it was Nick. It just wasn't his typical way of doing things.

At lunch that day, Jeff were sitting with some of his friends from The Warblers. Once again he was only half listening. He couldn't stop thinking about the notes he'd gotten. He didn't know what to think of it, before he noticed Wes leaning a little too close and slipping something only Jeff's food tray. Jeff looked at him in confusion but didn't say anything.

When lunch were over, Jeff found the something that Wes had slipped onto his tray, as he put it on top of the other's trays. He kept it in his hand as they walked out of there, but did his best to make sure none of the others saw the slip of paper.

As they parted, Jeff headed for his locker alone and finally got to open the note and look at it.

I'm so obsessed with everything you do.

Okay this one was even more confusing than the other's. If he had actually seen Wes slip it to him, he would have been sure by now, that they were from Nick. It was just so him. So him, trying to do nice. But how could it be when he just saw who slipped it to him? And Wes? Wes were straight. At least for what he knew. That just made everything even more confusing. He didn't know anything anymore. He didn't even know if he should be happy about them, if they were from Wes.

Jeff sighed and from a distance, Nick tilted his head to the side with his eyes fixed on the blonde. His confused expression were at least as attractive as any other of his expressions. Or well- at least the ones he'd seen.

Nick watched Jeff, as he put his books in his locker where another paper slip waited for him. He watched as Jeff left the hallway and headed to the dorms. Nick did very well know that it was a little creepy to keep looking at him like that, but he was just really curious.

Jeff made his way through the hallway with another stump of paper in his hand. We wanted to wait until he reached his room, with looking at it.

When he did reach the dorm he found yet another piece, taped to the door. This one too, had has name written on it. He pulled it off and took it with him inside. Jeff had a feeling that this was supposed to be a sort of romantic gesture, but the notes were starting to slightly annoy him. He kept finding them everywhere and he couldn't seem to figure it out. Jeff really hated when he couldn't figure something out. It was really tiresome.

Thad wasn't in their room yet, so Jeff sat down on his own bed and quickly read the first of the two notes. The one he'd found in his locker just moments ago.

I solemnly swear I'd never hide you away or deny you.

Deny him? What was that supposed to mean? It sounded nice but he was growing tired and he just wished that these notes would start making sense. He sighed and moved on to read the next note.

I want the world to know how beautiful you are.

This note was- it was sweet. Jeff felt his face turning red as he blushed. It was a really cute note, this one. He let out a shaky breath and smiled to himself as he lay down on his bed.

Later that evening, when Thad had gone home for the weekend, Jeff heard footsteps, right outside his door. Jeff had thought that there would be no more notes. That they had finished, but the footsteps stopped outside his door. He saw the shadow of two feet, underneath the door.

Jeff was on the edge of his bed. Ready to get up, when he heard the sound of paper sliding on the floor, as a slip were pushed in, from underneath the door. Jeff was on his feet, the moment the footsteps were sounding again and whoever was outside, left.

He rushed to the door and opened it. He looked out in the hallway but saw absolutely no one there. He sighed and closed the door again. He picked up the paper from his floor and returned to his bed. He looked at the note for some time, but didn't open it.

Jeff wasn't exactly sure if he wanted to know what was in it. The last note he got was really sweet, but the other's were just really confusing. He didn't want another confusing note. He wanted a cute note that made him blush. That made him happy. He just wasn't sure that he could just choose what he wanted. Therefore he hesitated.

He'd put the note on his desk as he debated with himself if he should read it or not. After staring at the slip and trying to stop looking at it for five minutes, he finally decided to figure out what it said.

He reached out for the paper and noticed that his hands were shaking. Not much, but just a little, almost invisible shake. He swallowed one time, with the paper in hand. He then unfolded it with closed eyes. He took a deep breath and then opened his eyes, looking down at the note.

So won't you give me a chance to show the world, just how truly amazing you are?

-Nick Duval

Jeff exhaled loudly I knew it! He thought to himself. But he smiled. He did smile, because all of this suddenly made sense and because it was actually who he'd hoped for it to be, sending the notes. For the first time, he actually did admit to himself, that he'd hoped it was Nick. He'd hoped that Nick would try, so Jeff would eventually be able to give him a chance. Possibly.

That night, Jeff fall asleep with a smile on his face and the last two notes clutched in his hand. It felt nice. Nick had both called him beautiful and amazing. He liked the feeling of that, but he did wish that Nick had said it himself. So Jeff fell asleep with a smile on his face, the last two notes clutched in his hand and imagining Nick's voice, calling him beautiful and amazing.