A/n - Ahh... so late. I apologize for my lateness. I really do. I've just been so busy that I haven't gotten the chance to, you know, update. Please don't kill me! Loves and kisses - JWhitney.

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It's amazing how when you have so much to say to someone and the moment you see them, it all fades away to nothingness—none of it matters anymore. I had a million things to say—most of them starting with apologies for taking so long—and I can't remember them anymore. I was back, and Link was next to me, laughing happily with a glimmer in his eyes that gave him back that youthful look I had missed for the last three years.

When I learned we were going to the same college I was ecstatic, a huge smile on my face as we discussed the required courses we had to take (I thought we left those back at High School, too) for our chosen professions. I was only half-shocked to learn that he was taking a literature class, he had loved reading and writing so much the last time I saw him. When he learned I was taking a few Speech Classes and Science courses, his eyebrow shot high. "I'm aiming for a Tenth-Grade Bio Teacher." His jaw dropped and I smiled sweetly at him.

When we learned that we were sharing a Dorm, we were both relieved, though I have to say, "I was kind of hoping for that awkward five minutes of silence before either of us decided to clear our throats and introduce ourselves." He looked at me, puzzled as I chuckled gently and smiled. "Ok, fine, I seem to remember us staring at each other for all of five minutes after I finally apologized before I finally got back to my bus."

His mouth fell open. "You remember that?!"

"Hard not to; I beat myself up all day after what happened in first period, I'd be shocked at myself if I didn't remember that." I let him stare at my back, puzzled, as I walked into my room for a moment… I was suddenly glad that we got one of the dorms that was like a small apartment and not one room (aren't those usually reserved for DA or some acronym like that?).

The door opened at last and I looked up to see him standing against the doorway, a deep-in-thought look on his face. "You beat yourself up over that?" He asked, flabbergasted. "It was such a stupid thing!"

"I know," I remarked, finishing plugging my cell into the charger. "But I still feel bad for doing it."

"Why? You didn't even know me back then!" I shrugged, walking up to him as I thought about it myself. Finally, I decided, "it probably has something to do with…" and I leaned forward, pressing my lips to his forehead, quickly. I was back down in a matter of seconds and he was blushing, hard, as he stared at me, embarrassed. He smiled, gently and mumbled a small "oh" and bit his lip, looking away. I kissed his forehead again and he blushed just as hard.

I reasoned that I like that smile, and decided that I would do whatever I could to keep it on his delicate face.

Or, at least, that's what I had thought I'd do first. Turns out, I needed him to open up to me and let me talk to him first.

The next morning, we were both preparing for classes when his phone went off and his entire body tensed up. I looked over at him, curiously as he looked at it a bit before taking in a shaking breath and reaching over to it, picking it up. My eyebrow arched for all of five seconds before I slipped my Netbook into my bag and watched through my doorway as he walked out of the door, face paler than I had ever seen mine.

I blinked a few times and arched a brow again, confused before I finally let out a sigh and shook my head. Knowing him, he'd tell me when he was ready, right?

Wrong.

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Wow… short. Yep. Shorty-mc-short short this one is. Not even a whole page. That's REALLY short seeing as how most my chapters are four or five pages, plus a paragraph on the next. Well, catch you on the next chapter!