"He's gay." Gennie says as she takes a bite out of her sandwich. I sit across from her with my head in my hand, using the fork in my other to push the salad around on my plate.

"Gennie you can't just say that ever time a guy isn't interested in either of us."

"No I'm serious!" I roll my eyes. "Kelsi, I wouldn't mess around with this, I know you like him." I look up to see the expression on her face. She's right, she would never joke about something like that.

"Oh my god! He probably thought I was leading him on!" I drop my fork and lift my hand up to my mouth. She let out a disapproving snort.

"Or he's just rude. Some gays are just as snobby as some of the bitches we used to go to school with." I can't help but laugh at this.

"Gennie!" I toss a piece of lettuce at her.

"I see you managed to find a good use for the salad here." Sebastian walks up from behind me, that same stunning smile spread across his face.

"Oh so you're talking to me now?" I was mad at him that much was clear. He is so unapologetic.

"Can I sit?" He ignored me!

"I don't know, the seat might be taken." I wanted so badly to say yes, why'd I have to snap at him?

"Look," He sits down anyways, his knees touch mine. "I'm sorry for being a jerk in English."

I turn so that I was looking him straight in the eyes. How could I be mad at those pools of blue? "Go on," Gennie gives my leg a nudge underneath the table to say' be careful'. I ignore it.

"That's it." He shrugs.

"That's it? Sebastian you can't just be rude to someone and then jut think it's all okay."

"Why not? I mean, yeah I could've gone about it in a nicer way, but the seat honestly was taken." I threw my hands up as if to say 'I'm done'.

"Oh my god I'm not doing this, Gennie let's go." Gennie shoves the last bite of her sandwich in her mouth and gets up with me.

"Hey!" Sebastian calls to me.

"What?" I cross my arms. I want to disappear, the tears were on the verge of completely spilling down my cheeks. I was losing the one chance at a friendship with him, but I didn't care; I didn't switch schools to be treated so badly, again.

"Let me make it up to you." Kiss me right here and now, I think.

"And how would you do that?" I try not to, but I'm smiling.

"How about a night out?" Yes, yes, yes I think to myself.

"Aren't you..." Easy girl.

"Aren't I what?"

"Nothing! I... Um I'd love to, but I can't. I have a chemistry test tomorrow and I need to study an entire chapter, because apparently missing two months of the school year doesn't give me a day to catch up."

"Damn that sucks,"Gennie mumbles from behind me.

"Oh come on.' Sebastian pleads. "I'll tell you what. I'll study with you for three hours." He lifts his first three fingers. "And if you're starting to get things, then I get to take you out." I consider this. I was exaggerating when I said that I had to study an entire chapter. Thanks to my nerdiness, and extreme amount of time, I was actually ahead of all the kids at my other school.

"So is that a yes?" He wasn't taking no for an answer. I nod slightly, not being able to speak.

I manage a, "Mmmhmm."

"Alright. I'll see you later." I sigh. As if the best guy in this damn school was taking me out. Wait, he was! I want to jump up and down, but Gennie interupts me with a slap upside my head. "What are you doing? Kelsi you cannot let yourself fall in love with him!"

"Lay off Gennie! I know what I'm doing." I know I was being rude, but I couldn't hekp it. I storm off to my next class.

Two long classes, a mad dash to my room, and a shower later I wait; sitting on my bed. It occurred to me that he probably didn't even know my room number. Maybe we were supposed to meet somewhere else! I start to freak out. I wonder if I should go looking for him, but thought it would look to desperate.

Where is Gennie? She must've known we were meeting up and stayed away. It makes sense. Then she wouldn't have to do the weird get up and leave routine. I pull out my phone and am about to call her when there's a knock on the door. I run to the door and swing it open.

Sebastian stands leaning against the doorframe, his normally styled hair has been slightly altered. Like he'd showered and didn't put as much gel in it. His tie no longer grasped his neck so tightly; the first two buttons on his shirt had been freed from their hold, revealing a tease of the muscular torso that lays beneath.

"Not that I'm not loving the look, but don't you think your going to be a bit chilly?" I look down at myself and realize I'm still in my towel. I scream and slam the door in his face.

"Just...Just a second!" I run into the bathroom and slam the door. You can't just leave him out there stupid, I think, I pop my head out of the bathroom door. "Um you can come in! I uh...I'm just going to put some clothes on!"

"Sounds good!" He yells back in an amused voice. I watchs him through the keyhole in the door. I can see as he sits down on my bed, My bed, and leans back.

"Oh my god." I whisper to myself in a whiny voice. "This is so embarrassing." I manage to pull myself together long enough to find a pair of jeans, a light gray sweater and some minimal makeup. Thank god even that much was in here. I dry my hair and exit wondering how long I had been in there because Sebastian lays on the bed with his head back and eyes closed.

"Sebastian?"

"Kelsi." He jumps up. "I-I wasn't sleeping." I laugh.

"It's okay, um I'm sorry about our... Date." I can't believe I called it that. "But I can't go and still get some studying done on time."

"Oh come one! If you tell your uncle I'm sure he'd understand." A night out with him did sound amazing.

"Okay." I say with the stupidest smile on my face.

We walk for what must have been an hour. Our arms linked together, my head slightly leaning on his shoulder. It wasn't extremely freezing, but it was cold enough to make us bye some candy cane hot chocolates. I have no idea why they don't just call them mint ones. They taste exactly the same, the only difference was it was around Christmas time. I guess it was supposed to be cute.

"So are you going back to visit your family over the Christmas break?" he broke the silence.

"Actually I'm not sure. Gennie actually wanted to go to a cake auction that's for her moms work, but she isn't sure if her mom can fit us in."

"Come on, if anyone could fit in it'd be Gennie." He lets out a short laugh, but I don't join in. Instead I stop walking and look at him with a serious face.

"That was really mean." I say. I guess I'm not shocked that he'd say something like that when he was around his friends, but I guess I just thought he'd be different when we were alone.

"It was a joke." He says it as if it was okay. As if I need to stop being so up tight and have fun.

"Not a very good one." I somehow manage to cross my arms without my hot chocolate getting in the way. I wasn't going to let him get away with this one.

"Well sorry. It's not my fault you can't take a joke." He waves his hands in the air when he says this. Was he making fun of me? He walks over to the closest bench to us and sits down putting his elbows on his knees.

"Hey! Don't do that." I say. I follow him to the bench but I don't sit down. Why is he acting like this?

"Do what? Tell the truth? Be honest? It's not like you weren't thinking it." How dare he! I didn't need to be wasting my time with this jerk, but I stay anyway.

"Come on Sebastian, you're better then that."

"Oh please Kelsi, spare me the motherly crap." That was the meanest thing he ever said to me. And my face must've shown the hurt because he stops looking like I was against him. "I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to..."

"It's okay. I know you didn't mean it." I sit down on the bench beside him, put my hot chocolate down, and take his bare hands in my mitten covered ones. There's a moment of silence before I break it. "Do you wanna talk about it?"

"About what?"

"Sebastian, really? How blind do you think I am?" He smiles and looks down. "I know somethings bothering you. Why not tell me?"

"Well..." He starts fidgeting with his hands underneath mine and his words are not coming out as clear and confident as they normally do. "You know that I'm gay right?" He looks at me with a puppy dog face. I wonder what he could possibly be so scared to tell me.

"Yes." I say. Sadly, I think. "Sebastian you know that changes nothing." I wasn't sure if he needed the assurance, but I said it anyways. He nods.

"Yeah, and ah...you know that my parents don't really approve of gays? I-I've said that before right?"

"Sure." I say, not actually knowing that. I wasn't really sure where he was going with this.

"Well... I might have said that... You were my..." He's still fidgeting and bobbing up and down.

"Hey," I say in a soft voice. "It's okay."

"I told them that you were my girlfriend.'

"Oh!" I'm shocked, but flattered at the same time.

"They're constantly on my back about not having a girl in my life and so I might have used your name and made up a fake one." I don't say anything. I just stare at him not knowing what to say. "I'm sorry, I panicked and your name was the first one I could think of."

"No no no, it's okay Sebastian." I try to assure him that I honestly don't mind. "Actually I'm kind of flattered."

"Really?"

I nod. "Really." He smiles, he's happy, but then it fades.

"There's more." I fight back the urge to roll my eyes.

"What?"

"Well when I told them about you, or fake you, they said they wanted to meet you."

"Ok," That wasn't so bad. A lunch with the parents of Sebastian Smythe's sounded interesting. "That's okay. I mean I can totally do a lunch or two next week."

"Yeah that's the thing..." I sigh.

"Sebastian come on. The whole story at once, stop staling."

"They invited you and me to come see them over the Christmas break." He spits his words out so fast that it takes me a second to process what he'd said.

"What?" He says nothing and looks down. I had never seen him so needy and shaky. It was a very 'uncool' side to him, but I like it. "So let me get this straight. And stop me if I'm wrong." He nods not being able to look me in the eyes. "You want me to pretend to be your girlfriend, go see your parents in god knows..."

"Florida.' He says.

"Florida." Of course, I think. "Spend two weeks in Florida and not only all of that you expect me to lie to their faces?" I stare at him, waiting for an answer.

"Well technically by saying your my girlfriend you'd already be lying." He tries to give me a playful smile, but I just give him my best death stare.

"Sebastian this is serious." I whine.

"Sorry." He trying so hard to minimize his smile that it causes me to giggle. When he laughes at my giggle I slap him. No not in the face, on the arm.

"I mean it Sebastian." I try my hardest not to giggle as I say this, but my voice still sounds a bit amused.

"I know." He says.