Odd and Sissy were, no surprise, making out behind Jim's tool shed. They still thought it was kind of weird that they had become this close, because once upon a time, they hated each other. Odd hated Sissy's arrogance and selfishness. For instance, she constantly made fun of the Lyoko gang and thought she was the most popular girl in school. Sissy hated Odd always making jokes about her and not paying attention to the world. For example, Odd had made a movie that stared Sissy as a "scary giantess" and always had an iPod earphone in his ear, oblivious to her nasty remarks. Odd separated from her, making her puzzled as to the reason.

"What's wrong, hon?" she asked, staring into his strange, magenta eyes.

"Nothing," he said, looking at her hands. "It's just that I don't remember how I started liking you."

"Why didn't you just ask me, silly?" she replied. "I think I know how."

"Oh really?" he smirked, arching an eyebrow. "Please, do tell."

"Remember 10th grade?"

flashback

"Go! Go! Go! Go!" the small circle chanted as Sissy spun the bottle round and round. The IBC Root Beer bottle that many had adored and some had feared was finally coming to a slowdown. It was slowly stopping right in front of Herve.

"Oh boy," he thought. "This is my big ch-"

"Hey guys, what's going on?" Odd shouted as he walked into the rec room and sat in the circle next to Herve. The bottle slowed more and more, finally stopping on him. "Oh, Seven Minutes in Heaven? I love this game! Who's the lucky girl? Huh? Huh?"

"What do you think you're doing?!" Herve yelled at him, his faced flushed. "I was just about to be chosen by the bottle to kiss Sissy, and then you got in the way! Hope you like it.."

"WHAT!?" Odd screamed. "No, no, no! I don't want kiss Ms. Prissy Face! Gross! I'm out, guys!"

C'mon, Odd," Ulrich chuckled. "You have to do what the bottle says, you know."

"Grr... Fine. Let's get this over with, Sissy." They both went into the closet and their friends close the door, with Herve in the background saying, "You just wait! One day, I'll get you for this Odd!"

For five minutes, they just sat there in silence. The small, dark closet with the tennis rackets and ping-pong nets was beginning to make them more uneasy as time passed. Sissy decided to speak up.

"Odd?"

"What!?"

"I'm sorry."

His eyes flew wide open in shock. She was sorry? That's not like her at all. Is she on crack?

"Wh-what?"

"It's just that," she sighed, "you guys don't deserve all of the crap I give on a day to day basis." He listened in silence. He had to find out if this is her or druggie talk.

"I just wanted to fit in with you guys," she continued, "and more importantly, with you."

"You mean," he stammered, "you love me?"

"I don't know," she answered. "Do I?" She grabbed his shoulders, pulled him close, and pushed her lips tight to his. He tried to break away, but for some reason, he stopped. Was he actually enjoying this? Had he liked her this whole time even though he didn't notice? After all, he did use to like her when he first came to Kadic, so he didn't really stop, did he? They separated after a minute. Sissy saw his confused expression and looked away.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't talk," he answered as he embraced her and pushed his lips to his. They stayed like that for much longer than seven minutes, that's for sure.

End flashback

"Is that really how it happened?" he asked. "I thought it involved a blown-up clown and an ice cream sundae."

"That was our second date," she giggled.

"Oh yeah! I'm glad you remember these things."

"Well, someone's got to. Wanna play Seven Minutes in Heaven without the bottle?"

"You naughty girl, you," he joked. They were about to head off to the party when a voice that sounded just like Jim's rang loud and clear:

"ODD! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY CHAINSAW?!"

"Uh oh," he gulped. "Gotta run!" he pecked her in the cheek and flew like the wind, tripping on a rock in the process.

Hey guys, it's me, A.J. This is my first story so I would really like reviews and I would also greatly appreciate advice and/or criticism to help me become a better writer. And if you have any ideas for the story, you can tell me and I'll see what I can do to get them in there. Thank you, and enjoy.