Disclaimer: I do not own JONAS.

A/N: I should be working on my response for the next challenge, but your response to the very short first chapter of this was so supportive that it made me want to write something else. So thank you for that. Still trying to decide where this is headed next – straight to the dance or Kevin finding out what other guys think about his choice in dates.

Kevin didn't hear a single thing his calculus teacher said during first period; his eyes kept glancing to the clock as he counted down the minutes until he could leave and talk to Macy. He sat anxiously tapping his pencil on his desk until the girl sitting across the aisle from him hissed that if he didn't stop, she was going to break his pencil in two. Gulping, he placed his pencil on his desk, once again hoping that no one else came to their senses and asked JONAS' number one fan before he could. He still couldn't understand how she didn't have guys lining up to ask her out – she was smart and pretty and fun and had those big, brown eyes that made him feel all melty inside when she looked at him.

As soon as the bell rang, he threw his notebook and pencil into his backpack and sprinted out the door. He was so intent on trying to find Macy that he literally ran into his younger brother.

"Kev, where's the fire?" Nick asked dryly as he reached down to pick up the textbook that his brother had just knocked out of his hands.

That stopped Kevin in his tracks. "What fire?" He looked around nervously. "If there's a fire, shouldn't the alarm be going off? Should we crawl to the nearest exit?" He was just about to drop to the floor when he heard his brother sigh.

"There's no fire Kevin. I was just asking why you were in such a hurry."

"Then why did you mention a fire?" He responded, obviously confused.

"Forget about the fire. Just tell me what's going on," Nick replied.

Glancing around the hallways one last time to assure himself that there wasn't any smoke, he smiled at his brother. "I'm going to ask Macy to Homecoming, and I wanted to catch her before the bell rang."

Now it was Nick's turn to look confused. "You're asking Macy to Homecoming? Since when?"

"Since this morning when I found out she didn't have a date. Can you believe no one asked her? She's awesome!" Kevin glanced down at his watch, "And now I only have three minutes to find her before the bell rings."

As he turned to leave, Nick placed a restraining hand on his arm. "Maybe you should wait until lunch. Asking her on the fly during a five minute passing period isn't exactly romantic."

Kevin thought about it; maybe his little brother was right. He figured Nick should know because according to Teen Source magazine Nick was the romantic one, and since that was the only publication to print Kevin's correct birthday, favorite color and favorite balloon animal, he tended to trust their reporting. Maybe he should slow down and listen to what Nick had to say.

"Do you really think I should wait?"

Nick nodded. "Girls like things like that to be special – flowers or poems or something."

"Something special. Got it." Kevin grinned and gave his brother a huge hug. "I wonder if Mr. Kramer would let me use the jigsaw in woodshop," he muttered to himself as he headed to his next class.

Macy's day had not gotten particularly better; she had left her math homework at home and had been forced to listen to a group of girls giggling and gossiping about their Homecoming dates during study hall. She was hoping that the atrium would be empty and that maybe she could just sit and eat her lunch in peace while she wallowed in her misery. She knew she was being melodramatic, that not having a date to a school dance wasn't actually an earth-shattering problem, but she was tired of being the one no one noticed.

When she reached the atrium, she was pleasantly surprised to find it unoccupied. Pulling the door open, she hurried inside and plopped down onto the bench. She had just taken the first bite of her sandwich when she heard the door open.

"There you are, Macy!" She heard a voice exclaim happily. "I've been looking for you everywhere."

Usually Kevin Lucas' presence was enough to make her grin, but she just didn't feel like being around boys – even one third of her favorite band. But she didn't want to be rude, so she gave him a wan smile and said, "Hi, Kevin."

"I have a surprise for you!" He replied with obvious excitement before holding out something.

Putting down her sandwich, she reached out for the lopsided wooden object. Looking closely at it, she could tell that it was supposed to be a heart. In the middle he had written, "Macy, will you go to Homecoming with me? Love, Kevin."

She knew Kevin hated to see any girl upset and the gesture was incredibly sweet, but it made her heart physically hurt. She knew that Stella must have put him up to it this morning, or that he was only asking because he felt sorry for her. And she didn't want Kevin to ask her to the dance unless he actually wanted to go with her. She kept her eyes on the heart in her lap, letting her hair fall forward so he wouldn't see her eyes welling up with tears.

"Don't you like it?" She heard him ask. "It's a heart. I know I'm not the greatest at woodshop, so maybe you couldn't tell."

Taking a deep breath, she looked up and gave him a small smile. "It's awesome Kevin. I could totally tell it was a heart." Biting her lip, she added, "I don't want you to feel like you have to ask me because of this morning."

"I don't have to, I want to," Kevin insisted. "I was really excited when I found out you didn't have a date already. Well, first I was shocked at how stupid the guys at this school are, and then I was excited."

"Really?"

He nodded. "I would have asked you earlier, but we had some JONAS thing the night of the dance. And then Nick and Joe talked Dad into rescheduling because Nick wanted to ask some girl from his English class and Stella was threatening to go with someone else. But I figured you already had a date."

"Why would you think that?"

"Cause you're awesome and pretty and lots of fun," Kevin said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. Hearing him say those things about her made her heart flutter in her chest, but she was still having a hard time believing that he really wanted to go with her. Her feelings must have showed on her face because the next thing he said was, "Macy, remember the whole singing fiasco? Remember what happens when I lie?"

She giggled, "You sound like a chipmunk on helium?"

"Exactly," he agreed. "So all you have to do is ask me point blank why I'm asking you, and everything will be good. Cause I'll sound all manly and non-chipmunkish."

She hesitated one last time, still not quite able to believe that Kevin Lucas wanted to take her to the dance. "You promise this isn't a pity thing."

He looked her straight in the eye and said in a firm, deep voice, "I promise. I really want to go to the dance with you."

She gave him her first real smile of the day before throwing her arms around him in a giant hug. "I'd love to go to the dance with you Kevin!"