A/N: Hello again! Sorry, I know that it's been a week. I've been caught up with a lot of stuff (getting a job, getting college stuff set up, etc.) But THANK YOU for the reviews. I've gotten 3, which is actually a lot considering the fact that I've never gotten any before. Okay, so some quick PSAs: 1)This is set in the summertime. 2)Yes, the chapters are short, I'm working on making them longer. 3)No, I'm not on any regular updating schedule yet. 4)No, I don't know where this story is going. 5)I love talking to people. Message me! Review! Do something! Also, Aylin's name (you'll see it in this chapter) is pronounced Eileen. If you've seen the Glee Project, you know where I got it from. I'm working on the next chapter now. Okay, so now that you've read this paragraph, read the chapter ;)

Kim's POV

That night, I had the dream. It was weird. It was unlike all of the other dreams I'd had about him. Actually, it was unlike any dream I'd ever had before. In my dream, I was reviewing my life. I flipped through different memories, the majority of them happy. My first steps. My first word. My first day of school. The day I graduated high school. My first date. They all had this happy undertone, almost as if they were highlighted. And while these memories were playing, all I could think of was, "What if I had told him how I felt for him. Would these be different?"

When I woke up the next morning, I knew what I had to do. Would I want to wake up, 30 years from now, and regret not saying anything? I had to do something. But I needed a plan. So I called my best friend, Aylin.

"Hello?" She said.

"Aylin, it's me."

"Kim-ber-boooo! What's up?" I inwardly groaned. Kimberboo? Really?

"Well, actually, I need your help."

"WAIT. Are you going to tell Jared how you feel?" She really knows me too well.

"You really know me too well."

"No, I don't. I've just always hoped that this day would come."

"So can you come over?"

"DUH! I'll be there in five." We hung up, and I ran around, cleaning up my room a little, and making myself more presentable. Five minuets later, Aylin came running into my room. She stopped knocking long ago. My parents don't really care, they treat her like their second daughter.

Aylin is about 5'9, with black curly hair, and these piercing green eyes. She has this thing for wearing weird eccentric clothes that would look stupid on anyone else, but they look good on her. Like today she's wearing dark green leggings with this sweater she found at a thrift store that has turtles all over it.

"Nice turtles," I said.

"Thank you! So, what are you going to do?" She asked.

"Honestly? I have no idea. I just want this to end with him and I together."

"Yeah, and in a perfect world, it would. But this isn't a perfect world. So you need to prepare yourself for any and all possible outcomes." As she said this, I threw myself on my bed and buried my face in a pillow. She walked over to me, and started braiding my hair.

"Honey, I know how you're feeling. But the best thing to do is to just tell him. Just do it." I knew she was right. Like a bandaid, I just needed to get it done. What's the worst that can happen? Oh yeah…rejection. I can do this. I can do this. I texted Jared, asking him to come over. When he said yes, Aylin left, after I promised her that I would text her once everything was done. After she left, I changed into something more presentable. I put on dark jeans and a dark green long-sleeved shirt. Then, I started practicing what I would say. About five minutes later, the doorbell rang. I took a deep breath, and went to answer the door. I opened the door, and there was Jared, as hot as ever in a dark grey v-neck shirt and dark jeans.

"Hey Jared…" I said, nervously playing with the bottom of my shirt.

"Hey Kim…are you okay?" He asked.

"Uhh…urrmm….yeah. I'm fine. Wanna come in?" Good job, Kim. Way to seem sure of yourself. Jared came in and followed me into the living room. I turned to face him, and before I could say anything, he said,

"So, did you just want to hang out or-" I cut him off by throwing my arms around his shoulders and kissing him. He froze, and I pulled away.

"Oh..my..Jared. I did not mean to do that. Wow. Umm. Sorry." I said, completely embarrassed, as I turned around. Then, I felt his hand on my shoulder. He pulled me around, grabbed my hands, and looked me in the eyes.

"Kimberley Connweller, how long have you felt like this?" He asked.

I blushed, and then looked at him. I was suddenly lost in his eyes. I realized that I really should answer him.

"Since the day I met you. I've always wanted to tell you, but then we became friends and you started dating other girls, and I figured that now would be a good time but I meant to give you this whole speech I didn't mean to just jump you like that and if you never want to talk to me agai-" This time, he cut me off by kissing me. I pulled back.

"Wait. You…feel the same?" I asked.

"I didn't know that I did…but believe me, I do now. So..Wait. Stay here for one second." With that, he ran out the door. Umm…what just happened? Jared likes me? And we kissed? And…then he left. What…Then, he came running back in, holding a rose. He stood in front of me, and held out the rose.

"Kimberley Connweller, I've known you for years. You've loved me for almost the whole time, and I'm starting to realize that I did, too. Will you please do me the honor of being my girlfriend?" WHAT. This had to be the cutest thing ever.

"Yes." As soon as I said this, we were kissing again. Finally, I thought. This is what I've always wanted.