A/N: I haven't uploaded this story in awhile, so I decided it was time to add another chapter. Enjoy!

If I had to choose the most confusing thing ever, it would be girls.

I had always thought of crushes and love and all that gooey nonsense as a joke…That is, until I saw her: Victoria Jones, who was like no other girl I'd known before. You see, she liked comic books (like me!), she had a toy car (like me!), she was a puzzle lover (like me!), and she liked the color blue (like me!). Not to mention she was smart, talented, and beautiful (all like me!).

As much as I liked her, one question had begun to bug me. You see, Victoria was the only girl I knew who liked guy stuff, and me being the curious thirteen-year-old I was, I began to wonder: what was the difference between boys and girls?

I had asked the Professor this question before, and after having his face flush red, he had said, "Well, my boy…girls like the color pink, wearing dresses, and dancing. Boys, on the other hand, like the color blue, wearing suits and playing sports."

But there had to be another explanation…after all, Victoria hated pink!

I decided to ask Flora. Since she was a girl, maybe she'd know the answer.

I walked down the hallway and into Flora's room. "Flora! I need to ask you something!"

Flora, who had been writing vigorously in her journal, looked up and jumped. "Ack, Luke! What are you doing? Haven't you ever heard of knocking?"

I ignored the annoyance in her voice. "I have to ask you something: what's the difference between a boy and a girl?"

Flora gave me a blank look. "Really? I was just recording one of the greatest moments of my life, and you barge in and interrupt me just to ask me that?"

"Yes."

"Out!" She jumped up and pushed me into the hall. Gosh, what was with her? She was like this at least one week every month!

Sighing, I got my jacket and walked outside, knowing there was only one other person I could ask: Clive.

"Clive? Are you home?" I called, knocking on his door.

"I'm coming!" I heard him reply from inside, and a moment later, the door opened. "Luke, good to see you! Come in!"

"Thanks!" I said, stepping inside. "Clive, I have something important to ask you."

"Oh, is that so?" He asked, leading me into the living room of his flat. "Well, ask away!"

"Well, there's this girl I like in school, and she's like no other girl I've met before. In a way, she's a lot like me!"

"You mean like a guy?"

"Exactly!"

"Interesting," Clive rubbed his chin. "Go on."

"Well, I've never met a girl who liked guy stuff before, and now that I have, I've been wondering: what's the difference between boys and girls?"

Clive's face went pale. "T-the difference? Um, well…girls have…you see, guys aren't…one sec." He got up and left, coming back after a few moments with a book.

WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE: All You Need to Know About Guys and Girls!

"Read that, Luke. I guarantee it'll answer all your questions."

"Thanks!" I said, accepting the book. I eagerly opened it and began flipping through. But, after only a minute, I closed the book, my face flushing as red as the cover.

"Well, that's your answer!" Clive said, sounding almost embarrassed. "Glad I could help. Good luck with the girl!" With that, he rushed into the kitchen, leaving me alone, mentally scarred for life. I had seen things, scary things.

At least now I knew why Flora got so grumpy once a month…

A/N: If you have an idea/prompt you'd like me to write, I'd love it if you let me know.

Until next chapter!

~Lizz