Disclaimers: No owning going around here.

A/N: Okay, so I know that I'm throwing all of you off track with every chapter, just throwing surprises in your face, I'm so sorry! But it is quite a rollercoaster as the chapters go on… so, hopefully you guys will just have fun with the anticipation of what will happen in the end. Also, I know that I updated this morning, but I got such good review response that I feel like I should give you guys a chapter. So here it is. I appreciate the reviews so much, and so glad you guys like this. Anyway, on to the chapter, hope you guys like it, and please keep those reviews coming!

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You are a rock, Julie. Don't give in to those eyes, and that smile. Ah! Don't you dare touch his arm! But then Adam looked down, and I remembered the Adam Banks that I was familiar with, the one whose eyes got wide when I walked by him, and stuttered when he talked to me. The shy Adam Banks, before the kissing Adam came about, who was my friend, not just my boyfriend.

"Well, uh, I-" I smiled to myself, taking pleasure in how nervous he was. He looked over at me, and smirked. "Do you think this is funny?" I shook my head no, and then smirked along with him. "Fine, take pleasure in how nervous I am." Oh my God, he just read my mind. He actually freaking read my mind.

"I don't know what to say either," I told him as comfort.

Then he got that concentrated look on his face, like the time he told me he liked me. It was determined, scared, and vulnerable. He looked right into my eyes and said, "I missed you a lot."

You are a sad excuse for a rock, Gaffney, "I missed you too." His eyes changed from nervous to glee in a few seconds. "So, what now?"

"Well, since you are gonna be living in such a close proximity to me, then I guess we could work things out, right?" His smile was huge, and his tone was one of the excited little boys who find out they're going to arcade. That's exactly why I couldn't tell him I wasn't sure, or ready yet. So I gave him a nod, and his hand found mine, dragging me to where the rest of the group was. You have what you want, Julie, so why are you running from it? You know that voice that asks me those questions have has the voice my… mother.

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"Okay, so let me get this straight," Portman took a breath before re-stating what I told him. "You go there, Adam still likes you, you still like Adam, and you say yes that you could work things out, when you really want some space to think, even though you still like him. So you like him, he likes you, he wants to get back together, and you're like, eh, but tell him, yeah sure, whatever works with you."

I paused before answering, "I never said yes."

"Julie, you gave a nod, which means yes. Babies do it when they want something, and the parents say 'Oh this?' and buy it for their child. They nod as a yes," Portman said, and I groaned. "I think you're just scared, and you wanna know if he's gonna stick by your side, or your both gonna get busy again."

"So, what should I do?" I asked, biting my fingernails.

"Talk to him," Portman suggested.

"No," I said with no pause. "I can't, it's gonna be too hard."

"Write him a letter?"

"Portman," I said sternly knowing that was worse than telling him. Gah, I'm gonna have to talk to him.

"Well, then I'm out of ideas, go ahead pretending to be Adam's maybe girlfriend. Then when he asks you to be his official girlfriend, and you shrug, because words are below you these days, then you can tell me how you shot him into the ground," What the hell is wrong with Portman?

"What's wrong with you today? I appreciate the advice, but you're giving it in this fast paced growling tone."

Portman sighed, "I hate lying to Fulton."

"Your girlfriend? Oh, Fulton, yes, him. You must never lie to your girlfriends, Portman," I said, wanting to take it back after I said it, knowing it wasn't a joking time.

Thankfully he just ignored it, "I'm telling the rest of the team that I'm just gonna catch a later later flight… a few days kind of later."

"Just tell them you don't wanna come." He didn't say anything, and I knew he was thinking about the decision he was procrastinating from. "Why don't you wanna come?"

"Eden Hall isn't for a guy like me, Jules. It's for Prepsters-"

"Hey!" I whined.

"You know what I mean," He said, and I continued to pace around me and Connie's dorm.

"No, I don't." It's all about honesty with me and Portman. "But whatever you want is okay. I just hope you make the decision to come, though."

"I'll see," I gritted my teeth, hating it when people said that. I have no time for 'I'll see.'

"Yeah, yeah. I gotta go. The team is around here somewhere, I'm gonna go find them," I turned around, when Adam's head popped in. "Yeah, I really gotta go." I said, before ending the call and throwing the phone on the bed.

"Hey," He said, looking at my phone. "Who was that?"

"Portman." I said, staying in my spot, to steer clear of jumping on him to give him a hug.

"Oh, that's cool. Is he coming soon?" I looked around, nervously.

"Uh no, not yet." Now Portman has got me lying, too.

He took a few steps towards me, and I took a few steps back. He raised an eyebrow and took one step towards me, and I took one step back. "Julie? What's wrong?"

"I-" He took a pretend step, and I stepped back, falling into his plan. "I don't know about this." I blurted, and he looked even more confused. "About this, about us."

"I thought that-"

"I gave you a nod."

"What?"

"A nod, I gave you the nod, not a yes," Adam stood there, recollecting what was happening in our moment of disaster.

"So, you don't wanna be together?" I crushed him. Look at that face, I crushed him.

"No, I do." He must think I'm bi-polar. "I do want to be together, but not right away. We can't just pick up where we left off. I wanna hang out a little, get to know how we've been these months because we haven't talked much. You know, kinda start from the beginning first, and then go back to where we left off." I had enough self restraint to not walk over to him, and lay one on him, while I said 'where we left off.'

But how long can a girl restrain herself?