A/N: I'm liking the feedback I'm getting. Also, I'm going to do a Zevie subplot, as suggested in on of the reviews I with the story...

Before Nelson could reply, Stevie walked over to them, avoiding the Perfs, who were leaving for their Perf-y bathroom.

"Hey, Stevie."Alyssa smiled.

"Hey, Lyssie."Stevie and Alyssa fist-pumped and Stevie sat down.

"So, we have to decide which song we're going to perform at the Talent Show."Zander said. "Any suggestions?"

"Only You Can Be You?"Stevie asked. Alyssa nodded, and so did Zander.

"I like it."They said in unison. Kevin and Nelson stood up quickly.

"We do too."They raised their hands. Alyssa giggled a bit, and closed her mouth quickly.

"So, all in favor of performing Only You Can Be You at the talent show?"Zander asked.

"I!"Stevie, Alyssa, Kevin and Nelson chimed.

"I. So, we have that down. What should we-"Before Zander could finish his sentance, the bell rang.

"Crap, History."Alyssa muttered.

"What's wrong with History?"Stevie asked.

"I get bored in there. That's never fun."Alyssa replied, and Stevie nodded, knowing that ALyssa never liked being bored.

Gravity 5 walked into History, Stevie taking her seat next to Zander, Alyssa taking her seat between Kevin and Nelson.

When began to talk about the colonists, Alyssa felt like she was hit with a bored pan right in the head. Her eyelids drooped, and she almost fell asleep, if it wasn't for a note slid right under her arms, folded on the desk.

She looked in the direction it came in, which was the left.

Not Stevie or Zander, they're both blushing and awkwardly talking to each other, Alyssa thought.

Alyssa looked directly to her left, and saw Nelson with his pencil out, paying little attention to Mr. March and hastily putting away his notebook. Alyssa's heart raced, and she carefully opened the note.

Do you want to get smoothies later? -Nelson

Alyssa blushed and scribbled down Yeah, I'd like that. She quickly passed the note back to Nelson while Mr. March wasn't looking, and Nelson opened the note and blushed furiously.

While Mr. March had his back turned, Nelson scribbled something down on the note, and passed it to Alyssa right when the bell rang. Alyssa opened it up.

Thank you.