Oona was a clever girl. She kissed me on a Friday, knowing that I wouldn't be able to ask her about any of it due to the fact that we don't meet over the weekends.

But despite how frustrated I was at her for not giving me a chance to say anything, I was glad that she didn't, for she gave me time to think.

Despite how confused I was, I didn't dislike it. In fact, I liked it more than I probably should have.

But now, it's back to school, and time for me to get her reasoning.

As I got on the bus, I noticed that she wasn't there. I crossed my fingers and hoped that she would be at class.

I ran inside the school and saw her walking down the halls.

I caught up to her, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into an empty hallway.

I looked at her and said sternly, "You have some explaining to do."

Oona looked at me angrily and said, "Do you think I'm gonna say anything if you keep holding my wrist like that?"

I looked at her wrist, which was starting to turn red, and quickly let go.

"I'm not gonna tell you anything now, since we'll be late for class. But I'll meet with you later to discuss whatever you want to discuss," she said as she began to walk away.

"Wait!" I called as I began to follow her, but then she started sprinting away so I gave up.

Each period was so awkward. You could practically see the tension between us.

"What's up with you and Oona?" Gil asked as we were walking to the cafeteria.

"Um. It's kinda hard to explain," I replied as I felt my face getting warm.

Gil simply shrugged his shoulders and ran off to catch up with his girlfriend.

Then, I felt someone grab my arm and pull me to narrow hallway.

Guess who? Of course, Oona.

"Care to explain now?" I asked.

"Can't talk here. Just follow me," she said as she began to pull me to another room that led to the auditorium.

Then, while drama club was practicing facial expressions, she cautiously led me the stage and pulled the stage skirt to reveal a door.

We both crawled through the small door and into a very large room that I never knew existed.

I looked around in astonishment and asked, "How do you know about this place?"

Oona sat down on a couch and said, "My friend. She knew a lot about this school."

I sat down next to her and said, "Is it safe for you to give an explanation?"

She lowered her head and muttered some words under her breath.

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you," I apologized.

She lifted her head and revealed some tears in her eyes.

"Is it not that obvious already?" she asked. "I like you too much."

She stood up and was ready to leave, but I pulled her back and gently pressed my lips against hers.

I pulled away and smiled.

"I like you too much, too."

Oh my gosh! I am super duper sorry that I didn't post any chapters! I was busy and I was also having a writer's block, which was a bad combination to put together. Don't judge me about high school students using buses. I mean, I'd love to get to use buses in high school, but I'm forced to walk despite the fact that my house is far from my local high school. Anyways, enjoy!