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Chapter 19

Out of the Blue

Everyday I'm shufflin'

Heavy beats and loud drums filled the McKinley High Gym. It was another of the Cheerios practices, and as usual, Sue was watching from the bleachers, holding her megaphone, watching her cheerleaders do the routine. It was Thursday, and the fourth day of practice for their routine at Regionals.

After a few flips, turns, and splits, the music stops, and the Cheerios end with a pyramid, one of the most complex ones they've done in recent years. Sue stands, looking at every single one of them, smiles permanently plastered on their faces.

"Well, I guess you might as well make practice your best friend! You need more work to do!"

She removes the megaphone from her mouth, and looks away shaking her head. "I'll be attending to some matters this afternoon, so you'll all be practicing by yourselves." She takes one last look at all of them, bringing the megaphone back. "All right, hit the showers!"

The cheerleaders slowly left the gym, and Emily and Lindsay were surprised with what they were hearing.

"See you later Marissa!"

"Practice is going to be fun!"

They both looked at Marissa, who was smiling and waving at the other Cheerios, who really never talked to her or them before.

"M, what was that?" Emily approached her, frowning.

The redhead turned to them, and raised her eyebrows. "Oh yeah…I've been practicing with them during the afternoons because of my suspension. They're actually really friendly and nice. All of them." She smiled.

Lindsay was still frowning. "Really? You seem to be having a lot of fun now that you're suspended…"

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I still miss being with you guys!" She hugs the two of them, and after a few seconds she releases them. Turning around, the three immediately flinch, seeing the coach hover over them.

"Nice job as always, you three." They nodded at her, politely smiling. "But you Ginger, I love that extra energy you showed." She started walking towards the exit. "You two better keep up!"

"Thanks Coach!" exclaimed Marissa, as her companions looked at the Coach, until she was out of their sight.

Emily folded her arms and looked down on the floor. If Marissa had been practicing with them, she should surely know about the co-captain the Coach had assigned. But, she didn't even mention anything about one. Surely the Coach must've told them about her…or else…who could be leading them during practice?

She shakes her head. Quinn said I shouldn't fret myself over this. She found herself scouring for other things to think of besides of this. She then recalled her plan, which she should announce to the others.

"Emily, let's go!" She looked up and saw Marissa and Lindsay, already waiting for her in the exit. She hurried to them, now smiling. I need to clear my mind, and Friday'll do that.

"And why are you telling us this?"

Hannah and McKynleigh were at their lockers, their hands on their waists, frowning at Damian, who had his hands on his head. He sighed and leaned on the cabinets.

"Come on! I need an opinion, and you guys are the most objective people I know."

He faced both of them, putting his hands together as if praying. "Please?"

The two looked at each other, and then faced him. "I think it isn't too early." Hannah stated.

"It's perfect timing." McKynleigh nods. "But I still think you should ask the others."

"Oh I will!" He nodded and smiled. "Thanks guys!" He immediately ran down the hallway, probably telling the others what they talked about. Both girls look at each other. "Looks like he got bit by the love bug hard."

"Yeah…" Hannah turned to her left and her eyes widened. "Oh look!"

Cameron was walking down the hallway as happy as ever. He reverted back to wearing his glasses, and so far, no one had been slushie-ing him. He was surprised that it was all toned down, probably due to Emily's warning. He continued, smiling and walking confidently.

Their 'friend date' with Marissa was more than he expected. After the gift-giving, he brought her to the arcade. She didn't really play video games, but somehow he persuaded her to play one of the simplest games ever: Pac-man. They took turns and he teased her about how easy the game was, which she didn't like at all. But she gets really cute when she's teased. After an hour at the arcade, they bought some ice cream and ate while talking and strolling inside the mall. It wasn't really a date, but if they were ever to be a couple, this was the one he would consider as their first.

"Welcome back nerd!"

Cold ice splattered all over his face. It was good he was wearing his glasses, or else his eyes would've stung pretty badly. He removed them and gasped for air, looking at the purple ice. He felt the icy liquid go down his neck. And as always, he could hear loud snickering around him, probably from the hockey team.

"Cameron?" He heard a soft voice beside him. He looked to his right and saw this familiar girl with long black hair tied to a ponytail, wearing a Cheerios uniform. It was Amanda, his seatmate in Biology. She talked to him a little bit, and he gets the impression that she's actually nice, but maybe not nice enough to be his friend.

"Oh…don't mind me…I was just…"

"You're all wet…" She placed her hands on his arm, sliding them down to his hand as she grasps them tightly. "I'll help you clean up…" She looked at him and smiled.

His eyes widened. Why is she being so…touchy? "N-no…I can do it…" He shook his head rapidly. Marissa cleaning up a slushie for him was his first memory of her, and he wanted to treasure it. If Amanda did it as well, that event wouldn't be special anymore. And why is she being so friendly all of a sudden?

"Are you sure?" She said, holding on to his hand, but he shakes hers off immediately. "Yes." He bowed to her as he hurried to the hallway, making his way to the mens' restroom, passing by Hannah and McKynleigh, whom he didn't notice.

"Wait a minute, was she just…" The brown-skinned girl pointed at the Cheerio, who resumed to her locker. Hannah shook her head slowly, frowning. "She seems a little suspicious…we should consult the others!" They both looked at each other nodding, as they went to their next class.

Bryce was at his locker looking at a sheet of paper, frowning. His eyes focused on the big red F in the right corner. Spanish really wasn't his thing, but he really needs to pass the next test or he might have to repeat the class.

"My, that's a very unflattering grade."

He immediately turned around and saw Quinn was leaning on the locker beside his, wearing her usual sundress, and holding two books. He threw the paper inside his locker and shut it tightly.

"That was not for you to see, Quinn…"

She snickered. "I'm actually glad I saw it. I think I would like to offer my services. As a friend, of course."

"S-Services?" He frowned, facing her. "What kind of service?"

"Tutoring, Bryce, tutoring." He stepped back and laughed a bit. "You? Tutoring me?"

She frowned as well and nodded. "I was at the top of my game during sophomore year, acing every quiz and test. I'm sure you'll be in good hands."

"And when will be this tutoring thing?"

'Well, when is that dreaded test?"

He leaned closer to her. "In two weeks."

She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes. "I guess we can work a schedule next week, if that's okay with you." She raised an eyebrow, looking at him intently. He grinned. "Next week it is."

She gave him one last smile, and left her post, passing by Samuel and nodding to him, as he nodded as well. Samuel turned and looked at her, and faced Bryce immediately. "Dude, what's up with you and Quinn Fabray?"

He shook his head as Samuel goes beside him. "Just tutoring."

The latter's eyes widened. "Tutoring? Sweet! She's totally into you!"

"Of course not, Sam. She's doing it as a friend. That's all." The guy with the dreadlocks sighed. "She might've told you that, but I'm feeling she's the type of girl who really isn't okay with being single. She wants you, and you have to respond to that."

Bryce looked at Samuel. Was he even talking any sense? Quinn established that she just wants to be friends, and he really wants to stick to that. But even suggesting a tutorial… Yeah, it sounds like she may be into him. He sighed. I guess we'll see next week then.

It was fourth period and the topic, plant life, seemed to be boring as always for Hannah. She looked to her left, seeing her seatmate Marissa, taking down notes, as always. She always had good grades, but she found it really startling that she is still able to juggle all that with cheerleading and Glee Club. She instantly remembers what she saw in the hallway that morning. That one girl being so close to Cameron all of a sudden…but would the redhead even care about this? I don't even know if she likes Cam as well.

She leaned towards her and whispered. "I heard you had an awesome date with Cam." Still writing down, Marissa glanced slightly and tucked a tuft of hair behind her ear. "It wasn't a date. But, yeah, it was fun."

Hannah giggled a little. "Are we expecting another from you two?"

"I don't know." She shrugged and brought down her pen, looking if their teacher could notice them. She leaned closer. "I have Cheerios practice until Christmas break, and I have to get ahead in schoolwork before I return to Glee Club and—"

"Okay, stop stop stop." She put up her hand. "Cameron likes you, and I'm pretty sure you do too! I don't know why you're taking it slow. Damian is already—"

"Hannah, sshh!" She bent down and pulled Hannah with her, looking if their classmates heard them. "Wait, what about Damian?"

She immediately shook her head, closing her mouth shut. The other raised an eyebrow, and straightened herself, resuming copying. "Han, while I do acknowledge the fact that we may like each other, I just don't see why we have to be a couple. We're perfectly fine as friends. I think we're even closer that way." She turned to her and smiled. Hannah smiled back, and her conscience dictates her to copy some notes too. She sighed. You are going to eat your words when you see her.

"WHAT?"

It was lunchtime and Cameron, Damian, Lindsay and Bryce had their eyes widened, looking at Emily.

"What? It's the perfect plan! Plus, we hadn't gotten together since that Lima Bean thing!" She looked at Samuel and they both smiled. "Come on guys, it'll be great! Like a celebratory party for winning Sectionals, but only for us newbies."

"But with alcohol?" Lindsay shakes her head. "I don't think that's a good idea."

"And I kind of have a plan on Friday!" Damian exclaimed, the others frowned, looking at him.

"You'll have plenty of time for that plan next week! I persuaded my parents to visit some relatives in New York and they'll be gone until Sunday afternoon."

"Okay I'm in!" Bryce raised his hand, and Cameron followed. "Yeah, I mean, what's the worst that could happen?" He turned to the doorway and smiled. Marissa had just entered, approaching their table.

"Hey Cam!"

All of them turned behind him, and saw someone holding his shoulders. "It's good you were able to clean up that slushie all by yourself." The girl with the long black hair and still in her Cheerios uniform faced Emily and Lindsay. "Oh hey guys, you're totally missing a lot at afternoon practice."

"Look look!" Hannah was pointing at the Cheerio. "She's at it again!"

"You guys are overreacting." Ellis said, rolling her eyes. "If Cam really likes Marissa, that girl would be nothing to him."

Matheus nodded. "Ellis is right. Let's just leave them to their business."

"But—"

"They're right." Alex put down her hand. "All the times we meddled with someone's business, it ended up with a lot of drama. Let's not put ourselves into this mess again."

Hannah looked at McKynleigh, who just shook her head and shrugged.

Meanwhile, Marissa was just standing by the doorway, looking at the Cheerio, whom she hadn't had the chance to talk to during practice. What is she doing with Cameron? More importantly, why is she there? And she has her hands all over him? So, are they friends now? What is she even trying to— She took a deep breath. Relax, this is nothing. Why are you even getting so worked up on this? She pressed her lips tightly, approaching the table.

"Oh…Marissa." She removed her hands on Cameron's shoulders. "See you at practice later!" She threw in one last smile and she returned to her table, with the other Cheerios. The redhead looked at Cameron, nervously grinning, pointing at the seat next to him.

"It's nice that you're being friends with Amanda." She sat down and smiled at him, turning at the others, who now straightened themselves and resumed eating.

"Yeah…" He smiled back, scratching the back of his neck. "She's my seatmate in Biology, so…"

"Even better!" She looked around. "I'm going to get some food first."

Cameron looked at the others in the table, their eyes at Marissa standing up and going to the line, and back to him.

"Dude, she's flirting with you." Bryce pointed at him.

"Who? Marissa?"

"No! That long-haired Cheerio!" Emily rolled her eyes. "What a bi—"

"Hey! She's actually nice." The tall guy retorted, looking at Amanda. "She even offered to help me clean up a slushie a while ago…"

"What?" The Latina said, standing and slamming her hands on the table. "You got slushied again?"

"Yeah, this morning—"

"Why can't they stop it? I already told them that they should stop or else—"

She stops talking, returning to her seat. Why didn't I realize this before? Nobody will listen to her, as long as she is in the Glee Club. Captain, well co-captain, or not, being on the club doesn't reassure her that authority, and no one cares about what she is going to say.

"Emily, people will always do what they want to do." Lindsay said. "We can't expect them to just break out of the system."

Emily was just seated, her arms folded, as Samuel wraps his arm around her. She looks up at them and smiles. "That's why we need a party. To forget about everything. To have no inhibitions."

Lindsay looks at her, gripping her arm. "Okay. Let's have that party." She smiled at Emily, who smiled back. "Now you gotta tell the others over there, and whatever they say, you better demand that they're all going." She nods and stands, doing what the brunette told her.

"What? But Finn, that's preposterous! Mr. Schue will—"

"Look, if the homework assignment is about teamwork, I don't see why we all shouldn't team up and perform one song."

Rachel and Finn were on the table just beside Bryce and the others, Rachel's hand positioned on Finn's lap. He continued his statement.

"And…I want Cameron and Marissa to perform with us."

"What?" She said, retracting her hand. "But he suspended them! Mr. Schue will never speak to us again if we break his word! And we will lose Regionals, and—"

"Rachel…trust me on this. If he wants us to be a family, we'll show him what a family really is."

He took her hands, his eyes narrowed and calm, looking at her. "Please?" She turned to the side, avoiding eye contact. She takes a deep breath, finally looking at him. "Only if majority of the group agrees. But, I still think it's a bad idea."

Finn nodded, his face sympathetic. Now he knows he must convince everyone and make this work.

Back at the other table, they were all finished eating. Lindsay immediately stands up, looking at the others. "Well, I'm off to the library again. Bringing back more sheet music."

"What do you do with them anyway?" Bryce looks at her.

She smiled at all of them. "I scan them and save it. For future references." She proceeded to the doorway, and Damian's suddenly puts up his hands.

"How do you all feel about me asking Lindsay out?"

All of them turned to him, their looks dazed and jaws dropped.

"Are you serious?"

"That's actually great Damo!"

"And when will be this date?"

He sighed, looking at Emily. "Tomorrow…"

"But wait, my party is tomorrow, you can't— Oh…" She slowly nodded, realizing what he trying to say.

"You could always ask her out next week." Marissa looked at him, giving him a reassuring smile. "Either way, I'm sure Lindsay will accept."

"In the meantime, the party will be a way to get you two even closer." Samuel points at him, as he reluctantly nods. "I guess you're right…but this party better be a good one!"

Emily smirked. "Oh trust me. It will be the best one you've ever been in!"

At the auditorium, the Glee Club was busy preparing for their duet numbers, but Finn and Kurt were just seated there, and Mr. Schuester just entered, but stayed at the doorway.

"Are you sure this is going to work Finn? I mean, this is going behind Mr. Schue's back on all levels." Kurt was nodding. "But I like it."

"Of course you do, Kurt." He sighed and looked at Mr. Schue.

"Guys, if you don't mind, I'm going to leave you here for a while. I just need to finish grading some papers. Carry on with your work." He waves to them and leaves the auditorium. Finn immediately stands up and goes to the stage, testing the mic. All eyes followed him, and they looked at each other, wondering what he's up to.

"Guys, I want to suggest something."

The auditorium became silent. Suddenly, the spotlight went on, Finn putting his hands above his eyes, blinking a few times.

"Um…yeah…hey…" He smiled and waved at them. Then, his face turned serious, looking at each and every one of them. "I was wondering…if you guys would want to make this homework assignment a group number…"

"What?"

"Why?"

"But Mr. Schue—"

"Guys!" He puts his hands up. "This assignment is about teamwork, and…I want to show Mr. Schue what we think teamwork is, and I think this is the way to do it."

"I'm in!" Puck shouted. "Seriously, I think we should do group numbers all the time. It's a lot less tiring!"

Quinn stands up, smiling at Finn. "I agree. A little rebellion wouldn't hurt, especially if it's for a good cause."

"That's great!" Finn's smile was now wide. "But, I need your opinion on another thing." His eyes go to the younger members. "Would you be able to persuade Cameron and Marissa to do the number with us? I know Mr. Schue might get pretty mad and—"

"We're way ahead of you Finn!" Emily stands up, flipping her hair. "We'll take care of it."

"Wow! This is awesome, um…"

"And when are we going to practice?" Santana raised an eyebrow, looking at the stage. "Don't tell me we're going to use another weekend…"

"Oh and Friday night isn't available," Lindsay exclaimed. "We 12 new members are having a little get-together at Emily's house…overnight." She smiled at Finn.

Rachel shot a look at her. "Well…" She looks at Finn as well, and returns her gaze to Lindsay. "That's fine, as long as it doesn't involve a party with alcohol."

Lindsay pursed her lips, but still maintained a smile, glancing at Emily. "O-Of course! We're too young for that, right?" She nodded at Rachel, but somehow, her mentor frowned. Looks like I need to investigate their little get-together…

"Okay then! Saturday it is!" Finn spoke one last time on the mic. Whatever Mr. Schue will do to them after, they will let their thoughts and voices be heard.

"All right! I bet you guys will ace this now!"

The school gymnasium was packed with the Cheerios, doing their daily afternoon practice. Marissa presses play, and their music starts playing. She goes a few levels up the bleachers, going beside Cameron who was watching as well. She was watching their moves, while moving her hand to the beat.

"They look great." She sat down beside him, still watching them.

"Well, they were handpicked to be Cheerios for a reason."

She stands up, guiding them to the next steps. "Yup, that's great!" She went back to her seat, sighing. "Whatever we do, Coach will still say that we need to practice more."

"What? But—" He puts his arms up, pointing at the rest of the Cheerios dancing. "They're awesome. You're awesome!"

"Maybe she just wants to push us." She shrugged. "Make us work even harder."

"Well, I think that all of you are doing just fine." He faces her smiling, and as the music stops, she faces him, smiling as well. "Thanks." Both of them were staring at each other for a little while longer.

"Hey! What now, Marissa?"

She turned to them immediately, all waiting for what to do next. "Um…okay, 10 minute break!" She smiled at them, facing Cameron again. "I'm going to the restroom." She stands up, going down the bleachers and leaving the gymnasium. He looked around, seeing the Cheerios and Titans banners set up inside the gym. Majority had only 'Go! McKinley Go!', but his favorite ones were those with the Titans logo, the guy with the Trojan helmet.

"Hey Cam, enjoying our practice?"

He turned to his left, seeing Amanda, just right beside him.

"H-Hey…Amanda…" She places her hand on his lap, and he immediately freezes. She scoots closer, her arm brushing with his. Calm down, Cam… He can feel his palms sweating at an unusual pace.

"Amanda what are you…" She rubs her hand on his lap, knowing that Cameron doesn't probably know how to react.

"Don't worry Cam. I just want to…get to know you a little…closer…" She leaned closer to him, and he could feel her breathing down his neck. She blew a little breath of air, him moving away a little bit, not too much for her to notice. He looks at the other Cheerios below, and they didn't seem to even notice her. Why can't her friends call her already?

Marissa enters the gym and stops just at the end of the bleachers, seeing Amanda being close to Cameron. Too close. Her breathing begins to deepen, and in instinct she crosses her arms in front of her chest. Her eyes narrowed, looking at the brunette's hand on his lap. She immediately frowns, pursing her lips and clenching her teeth. What does she think she's doing? He looks so flustered! Can't she even see how uneasy he looks right now? And the way she breathes so close to him! Ugh, girls like her make me—

Wait. What is this? Was I jealous? Why would I be jealous? We're just friends! She closes her eyes and take was a deep breath. Girls don't get jealous with girls who are too intimate with…friends. Cameron is just a friend! You don't have the right to be jealous.

She opens her eyes and sees Amanda whispering something in Cameron's ear, which made his cheeks blush a bright red.

"10 minutes is over!" She abruptly blurts out, startling Amanda, Cameron, and the other Cheerios. The former goes down the bleachers, and Marissa goes up, not even acknowledging her. Why the hell am I feeling like this?

She pressed on play, not even waiting for the brunette to go to her spot. "Let's see if you used that break wisely." Cameron looked up at her, standing with her arms folded, looking intently at the other cheerleaders.

"You! Keep up!" She pointed to Amanda, who just straightened up, hurrying to synchronize herself with her cheermates. Marissa sits down, noticing that Cameron was looking at her.

"Looks like Amanda's wanting to be more than your seatmate, hmm…"

He leaned backward, his cheeks blushing. "N-No…she was just—"

"Well, from the way she was caressing your lap and whispering in your ear…"

"She was just saying how cute I looked with the glasses!"

She nodded and stood up, going down the bleachers, talking as loud as he can hear. "And you looked like you were enjoying it too." She bit her lip, stopping herself from talking. Stop it, M! You…are…not…jealous!

Cameron frowned, looking at her as she went down the bleachers. What's up with her? He was looking at her as she stopped the routine, teaching those in the middle the timing to the steps. He looks at Amanda, who notices him looking at her. She waves at him and smiles, and he nervously does.

"One more time!" Marissa hurriedly goes to the player, playing the song, and going up the bleachers, again sitting beside Cameron.

"Are you okay?"

She turned to him, her voice now strangely jolly. "I'm fine! Don't I look fine?" He slightly smiled, as she monitored her fellow Cheerios. "That's great guys! Keep it up!" There, that's it. Good! He didn't notice anything…

Cameron looked at her, who seemed to revert to her old self. Maybe it's just a girl thing…

Glee Club practice was now over, and the group had brainstormed on possible song choices, but to no avail. They were surprised that they managed to do that even if Mr. Schue was inside monitoring them. They slowly vacated the auditorium.

"Damian!"

The blue-eyed boy turned around the doorway, seeing Lindsay still at the aisle, catching up to him. Both of them were now left, the doors widely open.

"You said you were going to tell me something after Glee?"

He frowned at her, wondering what she was talking about. She smiled politely, the light hitting her eyes, which looked like sparkling diamonds, at least from Damian's perspective. She looks incredible…

"Don't you remember? At English Class…you said you were going to tell me something."

"Did I?" He scratched his head, remembering. How was he supposed to tell her now that Emily scheduled her party? But…we could go tonight… He looks at her, still looking a little curious. He takes a deep breath.

Lindsay shakes her head, and starts walking, going past him. "Well, if there's really nothing then I probably should go—"

"Would you go out with me Lindsay?"

She stopped walking, their backs facing each other. She can feel her heart racing, blood rushing up her cheeks. Damian was going to ask her out…

"I was going to ask you tomorrow, but Emily's party came up and they were all telling me to ask you next week…"

Her eyes widened.

"And I kind of have a plan on Friday!"

That was why Damian was so upset with Emily's announcement. He wanted to go on a date, with her. She placed her hand on her cheek, feeling the warmth.

"…but I thought that it couldn't wait. So…will you…"

He cleared his throat, walking in front of her, putting both her hands down, and grasping them tightly. Lindsay immediately felt a spark of electricity in her body, as she looked into his blue eyes.

"…go on a date with me?"

She took a deep breath, still looking at him. Her lips curved upward. "Of course I will."

He blinked a few times, leaning backwards and almost losing his balance, but Lindsay held his hands, supporting him. "Y-You will? That's awesome!" His grin was so wide, Lindsay couldn't help but smile as well. However, her expression became slightly serious.

"But I can't do it tonight."

His smile turned into a frown in a millisecond. He looked at her, as if begging that what he heard wasn't true.

"I'm sorry Damian, but I promised my Mom and Dad that I go home today, in exchange for staying overnight at Emily's tomorrow."

"Oh…" He said, looking at her, nodding. "That's actually…an okay deal. It's all right." He smiled at her, letting go of her hands. "Next week then?"

She smiled back. "Next week it is." He bowed to her and started walking towards the exit. Lindsay, who was still smiling, turned around, looking at him. You are such a complete gentleman. She ran to him, intertwining her right hand with his left, as he stopped walking and turned to her.

"Walk me to my car? I can give you a ride." She starts walking, pulling him to follow her. He smiled, and does as he's told.

"I'd like that."

Author's Note:

That's the end of Chapter 19. I named it Out of the Blue because of the unexpected things. First off, who might've guessed Finn and Emily's plans? Some got the party, which I think was an easy one. As for Finn, I guess that it was sort of in his personality to do that sort of thing, rebelling against Mr. Schue, but I don't really know. :)

And, introducing to you Amanda, my recurring OC! Are you hating her or loving her? I brought her in for the purpose of bringing out Jealous!Marissa! And yes I'm teasing you by giving you something to look forward to: the Damsay First Date! Hehehe, your favorite pairs are coming full circle!

Shoutouts to my reviewers for the last two chapters! Thank you all for reading: CharlotteCharlie, DamsayFTW, JoJo127, LilyLunaCho, DreamingWithMyEyesWideOpen, Abberz the Awesome, gfhuy, chisukyaa, emilykraus17, nfnjerh, TGIFLovinLife, Jo, PezBerryRocks121, natural diaster, Erinlee, xxxNam-niCxxx, beyerdoubts, animex12, rmya55, mAshee-robsten, fghhjt, and beatriz2011. Special mention to LilTigerTGP and thelegs who just came across my fanfic! Welcome and I hope you are enjoying!

Chapter 20 will be titled Under the Influence, and all of you already know what it's about! Get ready for an all-out party with alcohol and rounds of Spin the Bottle, meaning lots of first kisses for all of them!

Reviews, comments, suggestions are always welcome! I hope you still aren't bored with my story! Have a great day!