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Previously:

"do you think it will impress Darrion?"

"You look really pretty tonight," Darrion said to the brunette girl in front of him.

"I had fun tonight," K.C. said.

K.C. looked up and slowly leaned in as Darrion did the same. Kacey was a centimeter away when a voice rang out, "K.C.! Get your butt in here now!"

"Do you think Brett is doing ok?" she asked.

"Do you think that me and Darrion will work out?"

K.C. looked at the person in front of her. She widened her eyes and ran towards him.

"Brett!" K.C. yelled running towards the black haired boy.

"K.C.!" Brett exclaimed as he ran towards the brunette girl.

When K.C. reached him, she jumped onto him, wrapping her legs around his torso and her arms around his neck. She placed her head in his neck as he grabbed her thighs to hoist her up. He buried his head in her neck and said, "I missed you so much."

"Not as much as I've missed you," K.C. said, squeezing her legs tighter around his torso.

Brett kissed her forehead and said, "I love you K.C. don't you forget it."

K.C. felt guilty about going on dates with Darrion and said, "Brett, we have to talk."

Brett lets go and said, "is everything okay, babe?"

"Yeah, it's just…," K.C. trailed off as she grabbed Brett's hand and dragged him to a bench. She sat down and pulled Brett down with her.

"Just, what?" Brett asked her. He brought his hand up to her face and caressed her cheek softly. K.C. grabbed his hand and pulled it away.

"Brett, I'm sorta, kinda, dat-"

"Hey K.C.," a voice interrupted them. K.C. looked back to see Darrion.

"Hey Darrion," K.C. said waving at him.

"Darrion this is Brett," K.C. said, "Brett this is Darrion… my boyfriend.

Brett looked between both of them. K.C. had a boyfriend? That wasn't possible. She couldn't have a boyfriend. He knows they're not necessarily a 'thing' but they were to some extent dating.

"Oh," Brett said flatly K.C. bit her lip, a habit she had.

"Umm, Darrion, could you leave us for a minute?" K.C. asked Darrion.

"Uh, sure K.C.," Darrion said confused.

"Thanks," K.C. said as she stood up, grabbed Brett's arm, and dragged him to the other side of the park.

"What's that all about?" Darrion asked as he stood next to Marisa.

"They're just really close friends," Marisa responded.

"Oh. Want to go get smoothies?" Darrion asked.

"Sure, why not," Marisa said as they turn around and walk to the mall.

"You have a boyfriend?!" Brett questioned as K.C. was dragging him to the a bench near the playground.

"Yes," K.C. said. There was a silence that completely washed over them after K.C. spoke. The only sound was the sound of them stepping on fallen leaves.

"K.C.?" Brett asked once they had sat down on the bench.

"Yeah?" K.C. responded.

"Do you really like Darrion?"

K.C. bit her lip. Did she like Darrion? Or was she just using him to get her mind off Brett?

"I think I truly like him," K.C. said slowly. This was all new to her. She never had a boyfriend, much less been stuck in the middle of a love triangle.

"Oh," Brett said, disappointed that K.C. really liked this guy.

"Well, I will support you in every decision you make," Brett said turning to looking at K.C.

K.C. avoided his eyes, knowing that if she looked she would be forced to face the truth. Maybe she didn't like Darrion, maybe she truly liked- loved- Brett.

Her temptation to look at Brett finally took over and found herself staring into his beautiful, dark eyes. The breeze blew her hair into her face and Brett reached over to brush it out of her face. She closed her eyes, feeling his warm touch on her skin made her feel butterflies. She opened her eyes and, without thinking, kissed him.

She kissed him. She had never had her first kiss, so this was all new to her. She was inexperienced, but instinct soon took over.

K.C. widened her eyes as realization of what was happening took over. She pulled away and panted, "Brett, I have to go."

She stood up and ran as fast as she could.

"K.C.!" Brett yelled after her, but she kept running. She couldn't look back to look at him.

She kept running. Her legs felt like they would snap any minute. Her stomach felt like it would empty itself out. Her heart pounded hard against her chest. Her head throbbed from the tears threatening to escape.

She kept running until she got to her house. She opened the door and ran the door behind her, she ran up the stairs and into her room, where she flung herself on the bed and cried.

She woke up the next morning with makeup running down her face and big, puffy, red eyes. She walked to the bathroom and washed her face with cool water. She dried it with a towel and looked at her reflection. It was obvious that she had cried and her hair was a frizzy mess. She picked up her comb and ran it through her hair. After combing it as best she could, she started to put on her make up. After she was done putting on her makeup, which was only blush, eyeshadow, and chapstick, she went back to her room and changed. She had settles for black shorts, a white tee shirt, and some white converse. She tied her usual red flannel around her waist and grabbed her backpack.

She walked downstairs and grabbed around apple from the fruit bowl, before she walked out of the house.

Marisa was supposed to be at K.C.'s to pick her up in five minutes, but K.C. decided to walk to school instead.

On her walk to school, K.C. thought about her kiss with Brett. It certainly was the best kiss she had ever experienced, of course it was the only kiss she ever experienced, but it was still pretty amazing.

She passed by the park and saw a familiar figure sitting on one the park benches, their head in their hands. K.C. decided to approach them.

She stopped at the stop light and waited for the sign to the her to walk. The sign appeared and K.C. stepped into the curb. She had walked halfway, when she heard someone yell, "K.C.!"

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~Lexi