"Baby," I heard off in the distance. Then it felt like an earthquake. An earthquake! We have to take cover! "Baby," I heard again, and then some more shaking. I shot up in bed and realized that it wasn't an earthquake. It was just Kennedy shaking me awake.

"Shit, you scared me," I said, holding my hand over my racing heart. He chuckled and kissed my cheek. I looked at the clock. It was 2 o'clock. In the morning. Why?

"Why are we awake right now?" I asked.

"Here," he said, throwing me one of his button up shirts. I slipped it on over my undergarments and stood up. He grabbed my hand and led me to the back door. We walked down the steps of the deck and into the yard. The grass felt amazing against my bare feet, but it was too cold outside for my legs to be uncovered. I was about to say something, but I saw where Kennedy had thought that point through. I wonder when he snuck out to set it up, but there was a blanket, some pillows, hot coffee, and a stereo.

"What is all this?" I asked.

"I know everybody thinks I was moping and that I didn't move last week, but I came out and watched the sun rise every single morning. I wondered if it looked the same from where you were. I didn't know you were in Braintree, though," he chuckled to himself. "You were all I thought about."

I didn't want to say that I barely thought about him when I was in Braintree. That was the whole point of going, to forget, so I didn't say anything. He hooked his iphone up to the stereo and turned it on shuffle. I sat down on the blankets and pulled the covers over my legs.

"I wanted to watch the sunrise with you, if that's okay. I want to watch the sunrise with you as much as I can for the rest of my life. I want every moment we have together to be memorable. I want to be someone I am proud of, and I finally am. I am that person because of you. My life changed when I met you. When we walked into that apartment and I saw you for the first time, a part of me knew that we were meant to be together." He was saying all of the right things, and I just wanted him to talk like this forever. I laid my head on my shoulder and kept listening. "And seeing you date Eric was hard for me. I know you loved him. I know a part of you will always love him. That's the curse of first loves," he said, with a sigh.

"Do you still love Gabby?" I asked.

"Honestly, I don't know. I don't know if I ever really did. I thought I did. But it was so easy for me to cheat on her. I could never imagine doing that to you." he shook his head, and thought about it for a minute. "Do you still love Eric?"

Why were we discussing this? I started to feel a little uncomfortable, but I couldn't avoid the question, and I couldn't lie.

"A part of me will always wonder 'What if?', but it's a really tiny part of me. What if I didn't run away from Eric in the park? What if John hadn't gotten Halvo drunk the night he was supposed to meet me? Eric and I were a doomed relationship from the start. Throw in Johns interferences and you get a disaster. That's what we were; a disaster. And John and I, we didn't even date, and he is one of my biggest regrets." I confessed, looking up at the stars. It was a clear night and the sky was breathtaking. "Losing my virginity to someone I didn't love is the worst thing I have ever done. I put on a brave face, but I was a mess for a long time after that happened."

"I know. You didn't fool me. We have been best friends for too long."

"Do you believe that there is one person for everybody?" I asked him.

"Yes. I do," he nodded, confidently.

"Do you?" he asked. I wanted to say yes, because I knew that's what he wanted to hear, but I can't lie to him. It is impossible for me.

"No. There are billions of people on the planet. I don't think that there is one for everybody. Too many people settle for the first person they fall in love with and then later on, they meet someone else they like more. They end up cheating on the first person and blame it on that stupid 'they are the one' theory. The world is a cruel place. People are indecisive. It's just a fact of life."

Kennedy was quiet for a minute or so. I guess that wasn't what he wanted to hear.

"We're going to make it." I said, finally looking at over at him. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it. "I love you too much to hurt you again."

"I love you too much to ever let you go again."

We sat in silence for a while, and I just studied the stars, loving the feeling of being in the arms of the man I loved.

"Do you see that?" I asked, pointing to a constellation I had learned about in one of my astronomy courses.

"The blob of stars?" he asked. I smiled and nodded.

"It's Perseus."

"What did he do?"

"What do you mean what did he do?"

"I'm not into all of that mythology crap. For some reason that I don't understand, you love it."

"It's fascinating." I shrugged.

"Well, what did he do?" he asked again.

"A lot of things. He killed Medusa. Please, tell me you know who that is," he laughed and nodded. "He also freed Andromeda from her father's hold and claimed her as his wife. He did a lot of things."

"Why did her father have a hold on her?"

"It had to do with Queen Cassiopeia saying that she was more beautiful than the sea nymphs. Of course that pissed off Poseidon. He sent one of his sea serpents to wreak havoc, and the only way he would let up is if the king and queen gave their daughter, Andromeda, to the sea serpent. They tied her to a rock on the shore, but Perseus rescued her. Cassiopeia has a constellation too, seen around this time of year, but it's hard to see."

"Who would want to see it anyways? Perseus sounds like a cool mother fucker. She just seems like an ignorant bitch."

"Mythology is amazing."

"Only when you talk about it," he smiled. "You're too smart for me. How did I get so lucky?"

"Oh shut up." I nudged him.

"Make me," he said. So I did.

After I had my fill of kissing him, for the moment anyway, I thought of something.

"Kennedy," I said, after I pulled away.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Why don't we have a song?"

He thought about it for a minute. "We don't have a song. How in the hell do we not have a song?"

"How were we going to get married and not have a song to dance to?" I asked.

"What were we thinking?"

"Obviously, we weren't."

"The next song that comes on, no matter what it is, or how dumb it is, it's our song," he said.

"What if it's, like, I don't know, something really horrible, like 'Shake It?'"

"Well, then we will be some of the only people on the whole planet who's song is sung by a horse. Special."

"Oh, so special," I rolled my eyes. The next song was "Want You" by This Century.

"Oh come on," I sighed. Can we please just pick one. There is no telling what your ipod has on it."

"Well, let's just keep my ipod on shuffle and the first song that speaks to us will be our song," he said, with a kiss to my cheek.

The next song was "Complete" by Austin Gibbs. The second it came on, Kennedy looked at me, and I looked at him. We both just smiled. Our new song. He stood up and grabbed my hand, pulling me up with him. He wrapped his arms around me, resting his head on top of mine, and we danced under the stars. Dancing under the stars turned into making love under the stars. I just really hope we didn't have peeping Toms for neighbors.

How did I get so lucky, you might ask? I was engaged to my best friend. I couldn't ask for more. Don't overlook the best friend. Don't ever overlook the best friend.

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My eyes shot open as I felt cold water come in contact with my skin. The sun was blinding and the sprinklers were going off. Kennedy shot up and grabbed the stereo and his ipod. I grabbed the blankets and we ran towards the back porch.

All I can say is thank god we got dressed before we fell asleep, or else Jared and Garrett would have seen me in a whole other light.

"That was not cool," Kennedy said, shaking his wet hair all over Jared.

"We thought it would be funny. That's what you get when you leave your house unlocked." Garrett chuckled.

"Why are you guys here?" Kennedy asked them, setting the stereo down on a chair.

"Well, Nick's supposed to be coming in sometime today with Peyton's car. Thought we could all hang out and then go get dinner or something. You weren't answering your phone."

"My bad," Kennedy shrugged. "I was sleeping." It was then that Garrett looked me up and down, in Kennedy's shirt that barely made it to my thighs.

"Uh huh. Sleeping."

Jared shook his head. "Garrett, shut up. Let's go to Pat's. I haven't kicked your ass in Halo in weeks."

Garrett nodded and they started to walk back to their car. "Just be glad Julia isn't coming. She would kick your ass."

"Well," Kennedy said, looking at me. He started laughing.

"What?" I asked.

"You look cute all wet and frustrated."

"Oh, shut up."

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Sitting around a giant table with eight of your best friends was one of the little things in life that makes it worthwhile. We were waiting for Nick to get there. He called about two hours ago saying that he was an hour away. We were all starting to get worried, and I had one of those bad feelings. I got them every once in a while, and 9 times out of 10, they were right.

"Something's not right, Kenny." I said. "He should be here by now."

"I'll try to call him again," he said. He pulled out his phone and called him. Nothing.

"What are we going to do?" John Gomez asked.

"I have no idea," Kennedy said. "Just wait, I guess. He'll be here."

Not ten minutes later my phone rang.

"Guys, it's Mama Santino. Everyone shut up," I yelled over the loud table. A silence fell over everyone, and I pressed the accept button.

"Hey Mama Santino!" I greeted, happy that she called me. Happy, that is, until I heard her muffled sobs.

"Nicholas!" was all that understood. The rest came out in indecipherable sounds.

"Wait, slow down. What about Nick?" I asked. It was a twenty minute phone call because she wouldn't slow down, but when I finally understood what she said, I dropped the phone.

"Nick wrecked. He's in the hospital. They called Mama Santino. We need to go." I said, grabbing Kennedy's hand and leading him to the car.

Sitting in the waiting room was hard. All ten of us were on edge, waiting to hear something.

"What about your car?" Pat asked.

"I don't care about my car." I sighed. I stood up and started pacing back and forth. We had been there for two hours. The car wreck was apparently bad. Both Nick and the girl he crashed into were in the ER.

I looked up just in time to see John Ohh, Eric and Justin all walking into the ER. Kennedy saw them too, and he let out a frustrated sigh. John was not someone he wanted to see right now, and neither did I. The doctor finally came out right in time. We wouldn't have to talk to John. All thirteen of us crowded around the doctor, anxious to hear an update.

"I'm sorry," he said.

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I pretty much hate this chapter, I'm not going to lie. I just don't want to rewrite it, because it is my day off and I am about to go and do things =]

I am sorry I left it like that, but don't be sad.

Don't.

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