"Hey," Eli said as I walked in Donovan Decker. The folder was tightly held by my hands. I was wearing that smile I got, having found the sketches. "So wear exactly did your best friend find those?" Eli was standing by the big glass printed with the company's name.

"In my closet," I told him, losing the grin. He always looked very welcoming and warm but I guess I still had that feels I had when he told me he slept with somebody. Eli was wearing the coat Carter designed for the Whitemarsh Modern Cinderella Play. It fit him nice, looking as if he was going on a date.

"So, Jane, are you free tonight?" Eli normally asked. He told me that he scheduled an eat-out, again, without me knowing, at this fancy restaurant.

"Eli. . . if this is your apology, I'm sorry. It just won't do," I told him. I just want to slow things down and I still feel cold when I'm with him. He looked back at me, disappointed. He ran his fingers over his chin and bowed his head a little. "Uhm. What am I talking about," I laughed, "You don't owe me an apology. Silly me! We're not even together. Why should you feel sorry for that? You know, that thing you did. I'm just flattered that you think we're something."

I quickly went to Gray's office, walking past him. A little regret haunted me since he told me he slept with somebody. I should have not acknowledge him. He's totally good-looking and talented and I should have known that many women stalked him. Moreover, I need to take a break with all these relationships, now that I'm sure I felt something during that play kiss. My focus on my personal life now is Billy. Our friendship. . . if that's what it's called.

"Jane, we were very lucky not to have the media know about the charity work we abandoned for that little play of yours," Gray reprimanded me, "I don't want this to happen ever again. You should tell me about all volunteering programs you sign up for. We could add those to Donovan Decker's charity work." I nodded, trying not to spit a word. "Oh, and Jane, where are the sketches?"

I handed over the folder to Gray. She opened it and thanked me. Then, as usual, she looked at me, indicating her need for me to leave. Gray is very talented, respectable and stunning but it's her attitude towards her employees which blankets over those traits.

I approached my desk, unfortunately, seeing Eli waiting for me. I rolled my eyes. "What?" I moaned. "I'm telling you, I don't feel like going out tonight with you."

"Good, 'cause we're going out right now," he insisted. I was about to reject his offer when he pulled me out of Donovan Decker. I had no choice. Eli was persistent. We both walked down the streets, his hands still wrapped around my wrists. "We're going to high school."

I stopped. His hands lost mine and I stared at him with a frantic look on my face. It seemed as though I cannot burst out any word. Even though he knew about my double life, I still wasn't ready for both worlds to collide. I didn't want him to be suddenly visiting me in school or something like that.

"Eli, I can't bring you there," I started, "and you also can't bring me there. We can't both be there together. You see, I still am not ready for this." I like Eli so much but I'm not sure if I really want things to move forward with him.

"Why? I want to see your school," he told me, "and I want to know Billy more." I got alarmed all of a sudden. He wanted to get between my best friend and me. And I can't let that happen. In fact, I don't want that to happen.

"I want to be honest to you, Eli," I pulled him closer, "I really like you. I really do. But if you're thinking of Billy as the reason why we can't move forward, well, he isn't. I just can't trust you fully yet. You've slept with somebody else and I want to make sure that you won't do that again. Give me time to think. I want to see that your really-"

"Sorry? I am." Eli pulled me closer to him, his hands around my waist. His faced leaned over to mine and our lips touched. He kissed me. It's you. It's coming back again. My eyes closed and I was reminiscing of that night. Slowly, as his lips pushed into mine, more memories of Billy gathered into my mind. How he helped me get this job, when we were pushed to that pool together, when he waited for me at the spring formal, when he slept over my house, how he saved my ass from getting fired a thousand times and how he comforted me when I got really depressed over Nick and Lulu.

I'm sure now. Billy. It's him.

I yanked away from Eli. "I'm sorry." I hugged him and ran as fast as I could to school, leaving him confused.