Skye wraps her scarf tighter around her chin. The air is cold on her, well, on her everything. If she stays out here much longer her hands and feet will go completely numb. Why couldn't she and Jeffrey date? Groaning, she layed back on the cold roof. All of this, these feelings, they felt so middle school. Considering that she was almost in college she should be past all these petty feelings.

But she wasn't, not by a longshot. She began to find herself thinking of him. Calling him more often, sending him little jokes and funny pictures over text and Snapchat. At first she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, this was normal best friend behavior. Until one day when he said that he couldn't talk that day because of an all day event where no phones were allowed. She realized how much she missed talking to him, how often she reached for her phone to send him things. It was at this point where she had two options, talk to Jane and Rosy about these feelings, or deny and repress. Choosing traditional Skye Penderwick method, she denied her feelings. It didn't matter how many times people told her that these things were bad for her. Feelings, especially romantic ones, were simply something that Skye Penderwick did not experience. When Jeffrey visited, she could sense that there was tension, going both ways. Even Batty and Ben noticed, and judging by the snide looks that Daddy and Iantha shared they noticed too.

What did it matter that she wanted to stay up all night talking about things that didn't even matter with him. It didn't. What mattered was her scholarships, her grades, and her soccer team. These were important somehow against her best effort, Jeffrey kept coming up on that list. Shaking her head, Skye tried to clear her head of the image of him laughing at something she'd said during some soccer drills, he was happy, happy because of her. Suddenly she didn't feel so cold, and she got the irrational urge to smile.

"Skye Magee Penderwick, this is just a phase." She knows she is lying to herself, as much as she would deny it, she'd liked Jeffrey for years. Thinking back to that first summer in Maine, when he asked her if she could ever see herself getting married (although he didn't ask if it was to him, she knew what he meant) she denied. Or last year, when he asked if she would ever love anyone, she denied. As if she could ever love anyone but him. She did know that. When Jeffrey asked her if she could imagine herself with someone else, she tried to imagine spending her life with some faceless scientist, but he always turned into Jeffrey. She groaned again, trying to distract herself with the stars. Looking around the night sky she talked to herself about stars and dark matter and the wonders of the universe.

"Fascinating." A familiar voice says from the window. Startled, she turns to see Jeffrey, smirking like an idiot climbing on to her roof with her.

"What are you doing on my roof?" She asks as he lays down next to her, joining her as she looked at the stars.

"Two things, one you aren't the only one who likes a quiet place to think, and two, I had to make sure you weren't drunk or high or something." She elbows him, hard, in the side. He just laughs.

"Careful." He teases, "You wouldn't want me to fall off would you?" She can hear the smirk on his face.

"That would be unfortunate." She teases him, lightly pushing him towards the edge. They laugh, as the best friends that they are. Skye stops laughing and sighs. "I know what you want to talk about." He stays silent for a few minutes.

"Yeah, I know you do. If you don't want to talk I'll keep quiet, Batty said I can talk to Funty if I need someone to listen. He's a very good listener, it's the big ears." It would be easier for her to deny these feelings if he wasn't so darn charming. He's trying to lighten the mood, she knows, it's almost working. He waits expectantly for a response, when one doesn't come he keeps talking, for no other reason then just to fill the silence, it needed to be filled. "Although he does have this rude habit of falling over. Some elephants just don't have any manners. Don't tell Batty I told you this, she'd murder me, but she still sleeps with him sometimes. She really misses hound, she lost her best friend. She's upset because the girls at school think she's weird, I think I'm new Rosalind, she tells me everything, I mean-" Skye cuts him off.

"Jeffrey?"

"...Yes?"

"If I, hypothetically of course, wanted that kiss on the cheek to mean things, what would your response be?" He waits before replying.

"Well, I'd want to talk to you about it, then, if everything worked out I'd want to see you more then already do, maybe do some things alone, and just see where things would go, and be completely honest about any and all feelings to each other…..hypothetically of course."

"Yeah." Skye pauses, letting the silence hang in the air. This silence wasn't awkward, it was comfortable and friendly. Yawning, she sat up and stretched. "Well, I'm going to hit the hay, I have homework to do in the morning." If she stayed up there for much longer, she might start talking about feelings, that, okay, she did have. She wasn't quite ready for Jeffrey to know those though, he'd waited years, he could wait another few weeks as she got this sorted out herself.

What's this? An update!?

Sorry for the hiatus, when one is taking 6 AP/Honors level classes things have a way of piling up. (I know this looks like an excuse, but in reality that's exactly what it is...it's not even a good one. Sorry...again) I've been thinking about these two for the past few days, and I had the time to I sat down and wrote for the first time in way too long. I hope this chapter makes up for it. I will try to make a Skyffery Christmas fic as well. One quick note: Canon Skye Penderwick needs to realize that she likes Jeffery a lot so they can grow old and be happy together, okay? Thanks.

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Happy Reading :)

Avionyx