Another update so fast? I know! I thought I would surprise you with a fast update, and it worked out well because I have an idea for this chapter, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it

Disclaimer: Haven't we gone over this already?

Summary: Lindsay and Tyler get into some deep conversation down by the lake before Heather drops a boat on Tyler. So what exactly were they talking about?

Pairing: LindsayxTyler

Oh. And I wrote the last one up on my computer instead of my laptop….and I didn't realize that the lines weren't going to show up…. (see, I told you before they might not have worked! I'm not crazy!) and my summary was deleted I tried fixing it, but I don't think it worked. So I'm sorry about that.

Now onto the story!

I gulped as Lindsay moaned in pain. I gripped her hand tighter, hoping to comfort her.

"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked her quietly, looking her in the eyes while tears rolled down her face. I had whipped her in the face while playing dodgeball, and her face was full of bruises.

Lindsay nodded.

"It's okay Taylor, I know it was an accident," she whispered.

I nodded, and turned my head back to the game. We were both out on our team's bleachers, and we couldn't look at each other much since Courtney shot me daggers whenever I did. And Heather tore a strip off Lindsay when she looked at me as well.

When Courtney and the rest of my team were all huddled up together, I took that as my cue. I stood up, and walked over to Lindsay. She smiled as soon as she me coming.

"Hey," I greeted.

Lindsay continued to smile as I got closer to her. I stopped and sat down next to her.

"You want to go for a walk?" I asked.

Lindsay blinked, hesitation in her eyes. She looked over at Heather, who was glaring at us. Lindsay's smile faded, but she quickly recovered. Her smiled returned.

"Sure!" she answered happily. I couldn't help but smile big myself as I grabbed her hand to take her outside. I heard Heather screaming something at us from the court as we exited the dodgeball arena, but I didn't care anymore. For the next few minutes, it would just be the two of us. Alone.

"So your parents got divorced when you were only 3?" I asked Tyler as we sat underneath the dock. It was the perfect spot. No one could see us, and hopefully no one would find us.

"Yeah," he answered, sadness in his voice. "And yours are still together?" he asked.

I nodded. I then sighed.

"Well, kind of," I started.

Tyler looked at me confused.

"Kind of?" he asked.

"Well, I live with my mother and stepfather. My real father died before I was born, but my mom started seeing my stepdad when I was really small, so I was kind of raised by him. They got married when I was 6," I explained.

Tyler gulped before he spoke.

"Is he nice?" he asked. "Or is he one of those 'evil' stepdads people talk about?" he asked nervously.

"Oh no!" I argued immediately. "Blake's awesome! It's like he's my own dad!"

"You're lucky Lindsay," Tyler told me. "My stepmother is pure evil!"

I stood there silent for a few moments, not sure what to say.

"She can't be that evil!" I finally said.

"Oh, but she is," Tyler sighed.

"What does she do?" I asked.

Tyler put his face in his palms and began to speak.

"My stepmother has told me before, like, a lot of times that she hates me."

I gasped.

"But she can't really mean that, can she?" I asked.

Tyler shrugged.

"She offered to drop me off at the airport to get here and she told me personally that she was glad that I was gone for the summer so I wouldn't be around to annoy her," he explained sadly.

I gulped.

"She didn't really mean that, did she?" I asked.

"She probably did," Tyler sighed, a tear rolling down his cheek.

I instantly put an arm on his shoulder to comfort him.

"Don't cry," I murmured.

Tyler wiped his tears off his face and shook my arm off.

"I'm not crying!" he argued.

I stood there confused.

"But you had tears rolling down your face!" I told him.

Tyler shrugged.

"That was…uh…..sweat," he responded. "Hard workout playing dodgeball," he smiled, flexing his arm muscles.

"Awww Tyler!" I exclaimed. "You're such a hunk!"

Tyler smiled at the comment, then wrapped his arm around me.

"I know," he said, smiling proudly. I smiled at him, then he leaned down, kissing me firmly on the lips.

I kissed him back, letting his tongue explore my mouth. He then wrapped his arms around me, and I did the same.

"Ooooohhh, Tyler," I murmured in joy, enjoying the kiss.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps coming up from behind us. We instantly broke apart, and saw Heather standing up there looking really angry. I stood up, away from Tyler. I was so out of the alliance.

"I'm sorry!" I gasped. "I didn't mean it!"

She ignored me, and pushed me back towards where the dodgeball game was happening. I heard her yelling something at Tyler, then a scream of pain. I turned to go back, but the look in Heather's eyes told me not to. I sadly walked into the dodgeball stadium. Heather followed, growling.

"Sit," she ordered, pointing at the bleachers, my head down. I slowly sat down, and started to try and watch the game.

"And stay there!" she yelled as she went onto the court.

I decided to ignore her. I just sat there, thinking of the wonderful kiss Tyler and I had just shared. Hopefully there was more to come.

Yeah, I know Lindsay might be a little out of character. I didn't make her look as stupid as I usually do. Haha!

Hope you enjoyed,

~Lauren