So 45 minutes turned into a couple days... I don't know how to count, apparently. Also, I have no idea why my chapters are so short. I'll write like 6 page word documents and this is all you get... measly little short paragraphs. Anyway, I tried bringing some drama into it, not really good but I tried SO YOU CAN'T JUDGE ME... Lies, you actually can.

-Em ;)

After what seemed like hours, she had perfected her cat eye and left her room. Spock, who was waiting for her in the kitchen smiled when he saw her which caused her to want to throw up again. She managed to say something before she reached him and asked her why she suddenly looked pale.

"A smile, Spock?" She said in a voice she didn't recognize.

"I am half-human. I do smile from time to time." He responded. Nyota smiled. "Shall we proceed?"

"Indeed we shall." She said with a sly smile.

Spock resisted the urge to place his hand on the small of her back knowing that it would be highly illogical so he decided against it. He would meditate about it 'almost actions' later.

The pair left the kitchen in a comfortable silence. Spock kept both hands behind his back as they walked the grounds of the house while Nyota's hands remained at her sides. She wondered why Spock never touched anyone, not even his parents. With a mother like Amanda, you would think he'd grow up to be more human. She sighed and quickly regretted it because she knew that her companion wouldn't let this one slide.

"Are you bored?" He asked.

"No, just tired." She lied and he nodded. They continued walking in silence. Nyota's mind drifted to a different world.

"Nyota, do you like me?" She heard Spock ask.

"What?" She said bluntly, coming out of her reverie.

"What?" He said confused.

"What did you say?"

"Do you want to go back?"

"Oh!" She said, extremely surprised. "I thought you said… Nevermind. I was just day dreaming then." She turned her face to avoid his eyebrow.

"You thought I said what?"

"Can you not do that thing where your eyebrow disappears into your forehead?"

The side of his lips quivered. "You're avoiding the question, Nyota. What did you think I said?"

She kept quiet. If he knew what she thought he said, it would certainly either escalate their whatever-it-was they were or make things even more embarrassing for her. "I thought you said you-" Before she could finish her sentence, she tripped over a misplaced rock. Nyota didn't know whether to be thankful for the misplaced rock or to be embarrassed for tripping.

Spock caught her before her face hit the ground. "You should be more careful, Nyota."

She huffed. "The rock came out of nowhere."

An actual laugh escaped from Spock's mouth. It was a throaty laugh which Nyota already loved. "Says the woman who walked right onto the grass and tripped over a pebble."

"It was not a pebble, it was a rock. Pebbles are little things that get stuck in your shoe and on sidewalk cracks. I tripped on a rock. Big difference!"

"I see." He said smiling brightly. Nyota could no longer keep up with her dramatic act and laughed to herself.

"Did I really walk onto the grass? How is that even possible? Why didn't you tell me?" She playfully slapped him.

"I… I don't know." He said.

"You don't know?" She repeated.

Then was an awkward silence between the two teenagers for what seemed like an eternity when Spock finally broke it by coughing. Nyota turned around and took a deep breath. Holy crap she thought. What the hell just happened? The pair continued walking, no longer making eye contact with one another. It's nothing. Nothing is going on between us even though I just heard him laugh and saw him smile. Goddammit! I need to relax. Breathe, breathe.

"Nyota?" Spock asked after ten minutes of silence. "What were you thinking of right before you tripped?" He finished without giving her a chance to respond. She remained quiet. "Are you afraid of rejection?" He said quietly. She was taken by surprise. "I've been rejected my whole life. No one wanted to play with a half-Vulcan half-human child. Although I had all the characteristics of a Vulcan, I was still inadequate to my peers and my mentors. It's strange. Having learned from Surak one would assume that Vulcans are an accepting race, but it is not true. Vulcans do not accept those who share the same similarities as them, hence our hatred for the Romulans."

She stopped walking which also caused Spock to stop walking. "I accept you." She whispered facing him for the first time in what seemed like forever. "I know I'm not perfect and that I do foolish things, but I would never reject you." She placed her hand on her cheek and he flinched. "Spock." She demanded, placing both hands on each side of his face. "Look at me. I would never reject you. Do you understand me?" His ears turned light green from embarrassment. "Do you understand me, Spock?" She said with much more force.

"Yes."

"Good."