Author's Note: Yeah, I will no longer be doing the : thing for conversations because I can't really describe what they're saying, how they're saying it, and what they're doing. So whether it's an improvement or a mistake, I don't care. Besides, it looks a bit more professional, don't ya think? Anyway, back to the story.

Morning.

Crash laid in his bed, staring at the ceiling. It was only 7:16 A.M., and yet he was awake. Usually, the orange bandicoot would wake up around 9 to 12, but today he woke up very early. The events which led to an intense make out session with a girl Crash wasn't sure of his feelings for kept him up the entire night. Confused, angry, stressed, these were only few of the many mixed emotions of last night's incident.
Staring at the ceiling was the only way he could think about the previous day. Crash fought off sleep that begged him to go back to bed with the help of the emotions.
He sighed, and shifted towards the side of the bed where he sat. Thinking again, the Aussie remembered to help his friend fix the car.

The mechanic doesn't open til 9 I think, the bandicoot thought to himself. We should get ready, probably get breakfast in town, then off to Sal's.

Crash stood up, stretched, and moved towards his dresser. Rubbing his eyes with his left hand, he opened a couple of drawers to fetch a grey pair of briefs, white socks, another pair of blue jeans, a white shirt and a olive green hoodie. As he exited the room, he walked down the hallway toward the bathroom. As he quietly walked down the hall, he stopped by his sister's room. Opening the door slightly, he heard nothing but breathing, knowing his guest was still asleep. Crash slowly closed the door and continued his way, hoping that the hot water could take his mind off.

7:48 A.M.

The possum laid on her side, looking at a nearby dresser where a large mirror stood. She had only woke up 3 minutes ago, and if not for the sound of her heart beating as she listened for an answer, there would be complete silence. Pasadena remembered how once her mother told her, "If you can't trust your mind, nor your gut, listen to what your heart has to say." Pasadena smiled as the day her mother gave advice when she was talking about a boy she met during middle school. However, her smile faded away as the young woman's mind caught up with reality. This wasn't middle school. It was real life. And apparently, real life caught her in a bad net. Pasadena felt a bit sick as her brain remembered last night's "incident."

Maybe it's a sign of some sort. If only I could reveal how I really feel, I would. But last night...was it a mistake?

As thoughts raced through the female marsupial's mind, Pasadena began to question if her former feelings were true about her orange friend. Deciding that the only solution was to talk, Pasadena sat up and walked to the hall. As she stepped out of Coco's room, she heard a shower running. Figuring out that she could taking a shower, the light-brown possum proceeded to the garage, where she remembered that there was a suitcase full of her clothes.

Crash wiped away the fog that covered the mirror. As he looked at himself, the bandicoot saw his reflection and sighed while looking down.

Despite last night, there's no way you can look her in the eye. Why couldn't I control myself? As if there was some animal...

The hero looked back at his reflection. As he stared at his own emerald eyes, Crash looked away and walked back into the hall. He saw that Coco's door was open and guessed that Pasadena was awake.
Either that or he forgot to close the door properly. The orange boy decided to close the door, and as he closed it, he heard footsteps and directed his gaze towards the hall.

"Good morning," Crash said a bit nervously, looking towards his friend's direction.

"Morning," Pasadena replied while walking down the hall carrying her suitcase.

"Leaving so soon," he asked.

"Well," she spoke, "I could but my car isn't exactly working properly, remember?"

With a chuckle, Crash realized her sarcastic response along the memory of the Bad Girl's condition.

"Right..."

"I take it the shower's unoccupied?"

"All yours, Stinky."

As the marsupials walked pass each other, Pasadena gave a friendly punch on Crash's arm. The bandicoot jokingly flinched to the possum's retaliation.
Just as Pasadena reached the door, she turned to look at Crash.

"I think we need to talk," Pasadena said, with a small hint of sadness.

Knowing she was right, Crash nodded. "I think we should. Maybe on the way?"

"Sure."

Pasadena proceeded to enter the bathroom, while Crash chose to wait in the living room for her.

22 Minutes Later

Crash's ears perked up as he heard the bathroom's door open. As the footsteps from the hall drew near, Crash turned his head from the TV towards the hallway and saw Pasadena standing there in blue jeans, the grey canvas shoes she wore yesterday, a white tank top, and a purple track jacket.

Crash said, "So, ready to go?"

Pasadena replied, "Yeah. Let's go."

Both proceeded to the garage, got in the jeep, and drove towards downtown. The drive towards the nearby town felt uneasy for both friends. Hoping to ease the tension, Crash reached for the radio, but stopped as he looked over at his passenger.

"Pas, about last night," Crash had said before Pasadena interuppted.

"I know this must be difficult to talk about, but we have to try. We can't just let this go easily."

"Ok, then. So where do we start," asked Crash.

"Well, uhhh, there's where we argued," Pasadena recommended.

"Right," Crash said. Straight foward, he asked,"So why did you kiss me?"

Shaking her head while it rested on her palm, Pasadena responded stressfully, "I'm not quite sure. I mean, it felt-It was like-Well, what I'm trying to say is that I was in the moment and everything felt intense and I think it was sort of a last resort."

"Last resort?" Crash asked.

"Well it wasn't easy. I didn't know what to do, and I wasn't thinking clearly, and it just happened. I don't really like arguments, Crash," Pasadena said in a jittery tone.

Crash replied sheepishly, "Oh. Well, it's sort of a good answer."

Pasadena answered back, "Ok. Here's my question: Why did you kiss me?"

Without a thought, Crash reacted. "Last resort?" Unfortunately, his answer earned him a stern look from Pasadena. With a sigh, Crash decided to really answer the question.

"I..."

"You what?"

"I liked it. Even though the kiss was out of nowhere, it felt...right. And when you pulled away, it kinda left me wanting more, and so I guess that's why I kissed you back."

Crash looked back at the road and focused on it. As much as he felt embarassed with a sign of blushed cheeks, the bandicoot felt kind of good telling his feelings about the kiss. Luckily, Crash wasn't the only one blushing, as his passenger was blushing madly.

Breaking the silence Pasadena said, "That's very...sweet of you."

"Thanks. So, uh, are you hungry?"

"Yeah, why?"

"I was thinking we could get breakfast in the town. I know a good diner, and the mechanic isn't open til' nine."

"Why not?"

As both looked away, Crash reached for the radio and turned up the volume.

I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this moment all my life
But it's not quite right

"What moment?" Crash thought to himself. "Why is there so many complications when it comes to something like this?" Crash looked at Pasadena, seeing that she was looking out the window.
As he exhaled an disappointed breath, Crash focused on the road while thinking how he could never be Pasadena's boyfriend. "It's not that I don't like her, but we rarely have anything in common.
She's sweet, kind, pretty, and smart. I'm different."

And this 'real'
It's impossible if possible
At who's blind word
So clear but so unheard

"If only telling you how I feel was easy as tying your shoelaces." Pasadena smiled but frowned as she stared out the car window. She noticed the grey clouds above.
"Well, it could be worse." And things went bad as lightning struck and thunder was heard. "Stupid jinx."

I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this silence all night long
It's just a matter of time

"Silence, huh? The rain's fine." Crash smirked as the thought ran through his head. Looking back at his passenger, Crash watched as Pasadena rested her head against the window, while still looking out the window.
"She looks beautiful, and she's at peace. Wait, what are you thinking? You're not falling for her, you can't be falling for her. Have you learned nothing from the past?" Crash sighed angrily as he argued with his consicence.

To appear sad
With the same 'ol decent lazy eye
Fixed to rest on you
Aim free and so untrue

Pasadena took a quick look at Crash and noticed how stern and focused he looked. "Is he angry with me," she asked herself. Looking back at the window, she sighed. Feeling irritated just by looking at her own reflection, Pasadena looked foward at the road. Folding her arms, she laid her head against the head rest and closed her eyes to think.

Everyone's so intimately rearranged
Everyone can focus clearly with such shine

Noticing her actions, Crash reached for the radio to turn down the volume. "Why is this happening to me? Can it be more clearly to whether or not I have feelings?" As the rain began to pour down, Crash hit the wipers on. "If the wipers can clear the sight ahead, why can't I?"

Everyone's so intimately rearranged
Everyone can focus clearly with such shine

Half asleep and half tired, Pasadena moved closer to Crash and rested her head on his shoulder. "Do you feel the same way about me," Pasadena wondered. The possum kept her eyes at a low level watching and waiting for Crash's reaction.

Lost and loaded
Still the same 'ol decent lazy eye
Straight through your gaze
That's why i said i relate
I said we relate
It's so fun to relate

"I hate myself for this. Why does she have to be so damn cute?" Crash sighed as he lifted his right arm and wrapped it around Pasadena. His arm was around the back of her head ad his hand rested on her hip. Feeling her warmth made Crash smile, as he never felt this comfortable around anybody. "Maybe...maybe I am falling for you."

It's the room the sun and the sky
It's the room the sun and the sky

Pasadena smiled to herself and made herself comfortable. "Maybe you do. Maybe this is what we needed.."

I've been waiting
I've been waiting for this moment...

As the two friends made their way to town for breakfast, love began to grow between them.

Ok, there's another chapter. Anyway, I'll get the next one up as soon as possible. Feel free to leave a review if you want. Questions, comments, or concerns? You know what to do. In the words of Claptrap from Borderlands, "See ya next time!" By the way, how awesome was that game? Right?

P.S. The song is "Lazy Eye" by Silversun Pickups. As another notice, I think this story could turn into more of a song story, so that's a possibility. Gotta go, bye.