Dedicated to Shizuku Tsukishima749
Okay, I want to dedicate so many chapters to some many reviewers, and I can't seem to write fast enough! So, just warning you to be on the lookout for your dedication!
Have you heard the song Miss Popularity By Jordan Pruitt? Because, other than it being an awesome song, I think it's perfect for Tess.

It had been two months since their almost kiss, and Nate couldn't stop thinking about Tess. Nearly everything he did reminded him about her. It was weird, because he'd never actually felt this way about someone before. Sure, he'd had crushes. But none this serious. He even wrote a song for her.

Not that he'd ever let anyone know that.

"Catch!" Jason shouted. Nate blinked out of his trance just in time to see a football flying at his head. He caught it just in time, and threw it back to Jason.

"How do you do that?" Shane called.

"Do what?" Nate called back. Shane was about to respond, when Jason threw the ball at Shane's face.

"Ow!" He shouted as the leather ball bounced of his face and fell to the soft grass below. Nate and Jason laughed as Shane sent a death glare at Jason. "It's not funny." He shouted.

"If you were paying attention, it wouldn't have happened!" Nate yelled over to him. Shane turned his glare over to Nate before storming off inside.

"What's his problem?" Nate asked, crinkling his brows as Jason walked over.

"Maybe he's upset that he can't do that." Jason suggested, giving Nate his signature smile.

"Do what?" Nate repeated. Jason shrugged before heading off in the direction of Shane. Nate sighed as he looked up to the clear blue sky. I wonder what Tess is doing. As if on cue, his phone began to ring in his pocket. A smile made its way onto Nate's face as he flipped the phone open.

"Hey, Tess."

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Two months later

"You know, Christmas is coming up soon, and I still haven't found anything for like half of my friends. Which reminds me, what do you want for you the big day? I mean I know if you tell me, then you're going to know what I'm getting you, but that doesn't really matter does it? Cause I'm probably going to just buy it with you while we're shopping today . . ." Tess's phone was pressed up against her ear as she listened to her best friend, Tiffany, ramble on about something or other. She wasn't really paying attention. It wasn't that she didn't care what Tiffany was saying, it was just that she was trying to get through the crowded streets of New York, without stepping in slush puddles. Which, at the moment, seemed nearly impossible.

"Tiffany," Tess snapped causing her friend to stop short of what she was saying, "did you find it absolutely necessary to ramble on like that?" Tess paused to let her friend say something, but when the other line was silent, she continued. "I have to go. I'm almost there." With that Tess ended the call. She shivered when a gust of frigid air swept through the streets. Tess sighed and her breath came out in a cloud of gray air. Her eyes flicked over to the street sign, before she hurried off to her destination.

When she finally arrived, she burst into the cafe, quickly shedding her coat and bag in the nearest chair. The warmth the store gave off turned her red cheeks back to her normal, pale complexion in a matter of minutes.

"Hey, Tess." A friendly worker greeted. Tess gave her a strained smile as she glanced around.

"Tess! Over here!" A perky brunette called, waving her tanned arm in the air. Tess felt that spark of jealousy she always did when she was around Tiffany. Despite it being the middle of winter in New York, and the sun showing its face only once or twice a week, the ravishing amber haired beauty was able to keep her summery tan.

Tess sauntered over to the table Tiffany saved for them, and sat in the empty chair. "Whose ready for a fun afternoon of shopping?" Tiffany asked, her smile bright and hopeful. Tess simply examined her nails. Tiffany's smile faltered and eventually turned into a frown. The two sat in awkward silence for a few minutes, until Tess's phone began ringing. "Whose calling?" Tiffany asked in her over-excited way.

"No one." Tess mumbled, typing something on her phone.

"Who texted you then?" Tiffany asked, trying to get a good look a the phone's screen.

"No one you know." She snapped, pulling the phone closer to her body as she continued the text. Tiffany huffed angrily as she sat back in her chair.

"When are you going to tell me who this mystery guy of yours is?" Tiffany whined, making a moderately grotesque face. Tess raised her brows in a disgusted way, before turning her attention back to her phone. "I mean you've been talking to him for like a year-"

"It's only been four months, Tiff." Tess interrupted, but Tiffany continued her rambles, not even acknowledging Tess's interruption.

"And we when he calls or texts you completely ignore whatever's going on around you. You talk about him like he's God or something. You're like always thinking about him, and I know you are because you have that dreamy look on your face like you do when you talk to him. It's like you're. . ." Here Tiffany trailed off, his eyes growing large and her mouth falling open.

"It's like I'm what?" Tess asked coolly, locking her eyes with Tiffany's. Tiffany's mouth slowly turned into a huge smile, one that showed nearly all of her teeth. That only meant one thing, she had a secret. "What?" Tess snarled. Tiffany reached out and placed her hand gently on Tess's.

"This may be hard for you to hear, but you're in love, Tess." Tess's light blue eyes turned a frighteningly dark color and she riped her hand out from Tiffany's.

"I'm not in love with Nate." Tiffany's smile just grew wider, until it seemed if she smiled anymore her face would break.

"Ha! Now, I know his name! And I know you love him. If you didn't then you wouldn't have reacted that way."

"Tiffany, you're really stupid sometimes. I don't love Nate. We're just friends. That's all there is to it." Tess snarled angrily. Tiffany frowned at her friend's comment and kept silent until they finished their coffee.

But, even as Tess was buttoning up her coat, she knew Tiffany was at least participially right. Maybe Tess wasn't in love with Nate, yet. But she knew she was falling in love with him. And strangely enough, that was okay with her.

A/N: This one is a short, filler chapter, just something for all you faithful readers waiting for an update. But its important none-the-less. But I'm excited for the next few chapters, a lot's going to be happening! YAY! So, review, and let me know how excited you are!
And I know Tiffany said 'like' a lot, but that's how she's supposed to talk.

Peace.Love.Jonas.