You thought this story was going to be left as it was, weren't you? Well, so did I, until I realized something:

This is a story I want to tell the whole way through.

Now, whether this story will be that long, I can't say, but I definitely don't think so. Maybe just, like, five more chapters and then the story will be legitimately complete, and then it's done.

But, bottom line is, I want to write this story, and I'm going to do it, no matter what the haters have to say.

So, without further, let's get on with the story!

Hi everybody, my name is Paige. I bet you would expect Lincoln to be the one to talk to you right now, but I decided to cut him some slack and do it myself.

Anyway, It's been about three weeks since Lincoln and I decided to remain just friends. We decided to do that after I nearly kissed him on the lips during our first hang out.

Yes, hang out. It wasn't a date.

After that, we separated, and though we see eachother at school, something felt... Off. Something wasn't right, and last night, I realized what it was:

I can't stop thinking about Lincoln.

His face, his kindness, his... Lincoln-ness in general, they're constantly on my mind. And I don't know why, but... I don't mind it.

Actually, scratch that, I-

*RING*

Is that the phone? Hang on a second, I have to answer this.

Paige walked to the ringing phone in his room and answered the call. "Hello?"

"H-Hello, Paige," said a familiar voice from the other end.

"Hi, Lincoln," the boy answered with a smile. "I didn't expect you to call me, but you know what? I don't mind."

Paige blushed and put a hand on his cheek. "In fact, sorry if I'm a bit cheesy now, but... I've missed the sound of your voice."

"Yeah, so did I," Lincoln answered, only to hastily correct himself, "I-I mean, we've been pretty silent with eachother ever since the... Stuff happened, and I was worried that I had forgotten how your voice sounded like."

After a pause, Lincoln added, "That didn't sound any better, did it?"

Paige giggled and shook his head. "No, but I get what you were trying to say."

The boy played with his hair. "So, Lincoln, if you don't mind, would you like to go for an ice cream?"

"Sure, but you'll be paying, right?" Lincoln answered, earning a laugh from Paige. "Mom and Dad are pretty tight with money nowadays, so I can't ask them money like I used to."

"Yeah, It's on me," Paige sighed. "When would you like to go?"

What Lincoln said next brought a smile to the boy's face:

"I'm free right now, if you don't mind."

Paige hummed in excitement and joy.

"Right now it is!"

Sometime Later, at an Ice Cream Store...

Paige and Lincoln met at the entrance,wearing their everyday look. They waved hello at eachother, and, feeling there was still some tension from the kiss, remained silent as they went into the store.

They grabbed an ice cream cone each, vanilla for Lincoln, chocolate for Paige, and as soon as they took a bite, Paige couldn't help but blurt:

"Hey, which is more white: Your hair, or your ice cream?"

Lincoln held back a chuckle as he answered:

"That's not a fair comparison, Paige! My hair can be dyed, but the ice cream can't!"

The boys laughed out loud for a bit, taking a deep breath as they relaxed and took a bit of a breather.

"I've missed you, Lincoln," Paige remarked. "Like, hanging out with you and stuff."

"...What do you mean?" Lincoln asked in confusion. "Don't we see eachother often?"

"Yeah, but, well... Ever since I told you... You know what, I've felt a bit more at ease with myself," Paige answered. "Before I told you about it, the only people that knew my real self were my parents. And after I told you my secret, and you accepted me anyway, I felt like I had another person that I could be honest with. That I could be... My real self."

Lincoln smiled... Only to then realize something. "Paige, you've been using the girls bathroom frequently, right?"

Paige raised an eyebrow. "Ever since people started thinking I was a girl, why?"

"Well, this is a crazy idea, but what if, just what if," Lincoln blushed and avoided eye contact. "One of the girls actually knew your real gender?"

The blonde guy looked up and scratched his chin as he thought about it, blushing harder and harder as he thought about what that could mean.

Then he threw a goofy smile at Lincoln and said, "Let's hope that's not the case."

Another fit of laughter later, Paige continued:

"But, if I can be honest, I've been hoping this whole thing between us... Could be a thing again, you know?"

Paige blushed and looked elsewhere. "I-If you're okay with that."

Lincoln frowned silently, and the awkward silence continued as the boy's continued eating their ice cream.

After that, the boys left the store, and took a deep breath each.

"Listen, Lincoln, I'm sorry to push the issue, but I really need you to answer me," Paige said. "Even if It's just a simple yes or no, I can't go home without knowing your answer."

Paige grabbed Lincoln's hand, and with a puppy-dog eyed look, said:

"I don't want to go home empty-handed. Please Lincoln... Just say yes... Or no..."

But the boy remained silent as he gently freed himself from Paige's grasp. With this done, and getting some sort of hint, Paige frowned and started walking back home.

Then he narrowed his eyes and shouted, "Paige!"

The boy turned to face Lincoln, both his and the snow-haired boy's hair blowing in the wind as Lincoln proclaimed:

"I want to give this... What's between us... Another shot! I-If you're okay with that!"

Paige's eyes widened and he blushed for a moment, only for his hair to obscure his eyes as he wrote and sent Lincoln a message through his phone.

And once Lincoln got the message, he read it:

"Let's do it!"

Before the boy could even process what this meant, Lincoln was hugged by Paige, who rubbed his cheek against his as he smiled and hummed in sheer joy.

And Lincoln, sharing the boy's happiness, returned the hug and smiled as well.

So yeah, Lincoln and I are dating once again, and this time, we're going to see if this can work out for real.

Will people think It's weird? Well, I'm keeping up the "Girl" persona for now, so unless they somehow find out about my real gender, then no.

And yes, there might be some obstacles along the way: My parents, Lincoln's family, our classmates, maybe even the school faculty. But I'm willing to face them.

If they want to drive me and Lincoln apart, then I'll make them know that It's not going to be an easy task!