AN:

Hello, again. So, just a warning: this chapter contains male/male romance. If you disaprove of that, well, stop reading my fanfic now, and don't send me hatemail. If you don't really care, then read on!

Douglas's POV:

"Er... truth." I said. They already knew the only secret I had.

"That's lame." Bobby scoffed. "Fine." He thought for a moment. "What is the worst dare someone could give you?"

I frowned. "I really don't want to tell you that."

Bobby grinned. "That's the point. Now answer me!"

"I guess," I said hesitantly, "To have to kiss someone. Other than Sam, of course."

Bobby's grin grew. "Okay, then." I knew he was filing away that information for later use.

"Warren!" I said, "Truth or-"

"Truth." Warren said. "Definitely."

"Um.." I trailed off. "Who do you like? As in, who do you have a crush on?"

Warren grimaced. "Why does everyone always ask that?"

"Just answer the question." Bobby said, "Who do you like?"

"I like..." Warren stopped. "Geez. Do I really have to say this?"

"Yes." Bobby snapped.

"I like Spiro." Warren admitted.

"What?!" Spiro exclaimed. "You what?!"

"I like you." Warren said, his feathers ruffling in embarrassment.

"Oh." Spiro said quietly.

Bobby let out a strangled noise like he was trying very hard not to laugh.

I waited. There were really only two ways this would end, and both would be very awkward for me.

Spiro got up and raced out of the room.

"See what you did?" Warren turned on me. "You idiot!"

"I didn't know that would happen!" I protested. "I thought you would say some random X-man, not Spiro!"

"You know what?" Warren hissed, "I hope Logan kills you." Then he, too left the room.

I winced. I looked at Bobby for help.

"I don't blame you." He reassured me. "No one could have known that would happen."

"I feel bad for Warren." I said dismally. "And Spiro, too. Do you think Spiro likes him back?"

"Maybe." Bobby said doubtfully. "For Warren's sake, let's hope so."

Logan's POV:

I could kiss Sam all day. But I made the mistake of glancing at the clock, and had to pull away. "We have to go."

"Why?" She asked, then she too looked at the clock. "Oh."

"Sam." I said, wanting to make something very clear. "Will you come with me to the dance?"

"Of course." Sam said, smiling. She leaned forward and gave me a peck on the lips before getting up.

I got up, too, and stretched. "The Dining Hall, right?"

"Yeah." Sam said, opening the door. We walked through the halls, my hand in hers. Suddenly we saw two guys kissing in the middle of the hallway. Not only that, but one of them had large white wings on his back.

"Warren? Spiro?" Sam asked incredulously.

Warren pulled away from Spiro, and blushed. "Oh, hi Sam."

I wanted to pull my hand away from hers, since I wasn't sure this would go over well with Warren. But Sam kept a tight grip on my hand. I don't care if they notice. She mind-spoke to me. Anyway, it's not like we're making out in the hallway.

"So you finally got together?" Sam asked Warren. "Took you awhile."

Spiro laughed. "Yeah. It took Douglas literally asking Warren who he liked for him to tell me."

Sam smiled.

"Wait, what do you mean, we finally got together?" Spiro asked suspiciously.

"I told her that I liked you..." Warren admitted.

Spiro shrugged.

Logan, we have to go. Sam said.

"We have to go get the Dining Hall ready for the dance." I said, "See you later."

"We'll be there." Spiro said.

Sam and I hurried down to the Dining Hall. Before we entered, I turned to her. "Douglas likes you, you know. He'll probably ask you to dance."

"Logan, I don't like Douglas." Sam said. "I like you. So stop worrying."

I smiled, and opened the doors.

AN:

So, what do you think will happen at the dance? Any ideas? Review, please!