AN: So Katherine asked for their first kiss. Right on, Katherine.

Maya finished her ice cream quickly and placed her half of the 5 dollars on the table, sighing in content. She and Campbell had been, well actually, Tristan and Campbell have been talking a lot on FaceRange and he apparently asked her to hang out one night. And it took much urging from Tristan to miss the Toronto City Orchestra play the first night, like her mother and her had planned, to play 100 Questions with Campbell. But once Katie informed her that Maya had a "date" (which Maya denied), although Katie didn't seem none too pleased about it, her mom was very pleased to hear it. Especially since it was with a cute, all-star hockey player.

"Favorite movie?" Cam asked her and Maya looked down, pursing her lips in thought. It was like this every time someone asked her what her favorite movie was, every movie on Earth suddenly didn't exist to her, so she went with the first one she remembered, besides Miracle on Ice which is what he said his favorite was.

"Rocky Horror." she said as they stood and he raised his eyebrows in question, chuckling.

Maya shrugged. "I was a very mature thirteen year old when I watched it with my sister." She admitted, as he opened the door to the Dot for her, exiting. She and him had been hanging out after his hockey practices for a little over a week now. She liked his company and all, and Tristan liked when she had information, but she was getting this feeling in her gut... a very familiar feeling once felt for a mophead skateboarder who is now dating her best friend but-

He shook his head at her. "You're a complicated girl, Maya Matlin."

She snorted. "Not really. And hey, it's your turn... hmm... what's your favorite color?" Maya asked. Cam turned to look towards her. She followed suit, looking up at him. He slowed down their pace. Getting to know a person was like music... what attracts us to them is their melody, and his melody was doing a good job of drawing everyone in. He had this kicked homesick puppy thing going on for him and as she got to know who he was, she learned his lyrics. She liked the song he sang.

"Blue." he answered the question she almost forgot about, and Maya immediately looked down again, a healthy blush painting her face red. She had blue eyes, she had blue eyes... oh god. She looked back up and smiled a wavering smile at him.

"What do you want to be when you grow up?" he asked Maya after a second. Maya smiled, now she was in her element. This was something she could talk about without being flustered or embarrassed.

"I want to play in the Philharmonic Orchestra. I don't care what I play, preferably cello though." Maya said brightly, her excitement was seeping through her words. Cam smiled at her enthusiasm.

"That's in New York, right?" he asked and she nodded vigorously. She began going on and on about how it was worth it and the wonders of the orchestra and how it felt so good to be able to make such beautiful sound using an instrument, and he just couldn't help it. He stopped walking altogether, leaning on the wall of the Dot, and watched her. She paused, confused and stepped back towards him, a question on her lips. Cam reached and grabbed Maya's hand. Pulling her forward, he inched her closer to him., her eyes wide.

Maya didn't know how much she wanted to kiss him until she was really this close to kissing him. She felt dizzy and like throwing up and she didn't know how kissing him would make that any less gross but then, she pulled herself away when one more inch would have done it. She held her finger up between his and her lips.

"What are you doing?" she whispered, panicky. Cam still smiled at her, a bit shyly.

"I'm trying to kiss you." he answered quietly and Maya nodded dumbly, her eyes subconsciously dropped to his lips.

"T-that's what I thought you were going to do." she mumbled shyly. "But... I have to get home like now before my da-"

"Maya, it's 7 o'clock."

"Well...I just, oh god." Maya stuttered as he moved closer... and closer... and then she pulled away, groaning.

"Sorry, I just really want to kiss you." Cam said, his hands in the air and distanced himself from her like he had just been reprimanded by a cop. Maya wrung her hands, and he's never seen an actual person do that before. Maya swallowed, turning to him.

"I sorta... maybe want to kiss you too." she admitted. He brightened. "Like, more than I expected I wanted to. But... you're an Ice Hound, I'm a band geek. You're a year older, and I'm younger. Your team hates my sister and therefore me by default. And... and... Tristan, he's my friend and he... he well... there's just way too many obstacles to deal with and..."

"Despite all that, I still really want to kiss you." he answered, his voice was barely above a whisper and Maya whimpered, only a little bit.

Oh god, had she been leading him on without even knowing? This was awful, this was beyond awful, she was such an evil person. This is just like what happened with Tori and Zig and her, except now she was Tori and Cam was Zig and Tristan was her and...

His eyes were boring into hers, and she was finding it difficult to finish her statement, let alone think of any intelligent excuse. He was amused, she knew he was and she had to make him stop liking her, right now. The problem was that it was Tristan that he liked, wasn't it? It was Tristan on her FaceRange... but they got along tonight too... and yesterday night.. and he was so cute and sweet... Maya was quiet.

He came closer to her, and his hand reached out to touch her cheek. His face was coming closer and closer and all she could keep her eyes on were his lips and this would be her first kiss and then...

"You can kiss me." Maya whispered, her breath fanning them both. He grinned a little lopsided and she was pretty sure his ears turned a little red. Their noses were bumping at first and she giggled before she tilted her face, they just seemed to glide into it. She was really really nervous and her heart was racing, but Cam took her hand reassuringly in his. Her eyes fluttered shut on impact. Her hands went to his neck and his went to her waist. It was such an odd feeling kissing someone because his lips felt a little chapped, and hers felt too glossy but she understood why people did it.

There was a thrill in her stomach that coiled and exploded when he kissed her, even though she had no idea what she was doing. He led her into it and she was glad of that. It didn't last longer than a couple seconds but it felt longer.

When he pulled away, she saw stars. And when he swooped back in, they were back again.

"Hey Maya!" Tori and Tristan called simultaneously. Maya smiled at them nervously as she approached them. Tristan smiled, handing her the French work that was promised. Oh, that just needs her feel worse.

"How'd it go?" Tristan asked and Maya nodded. He scrunched his nose in confusion.

"Hey! We'll talk about that later, okay? Tristan, tell Maya the news!" Tori said, jumping up and down.

"Okay? Are you ready for this? Maya, you know how I was auditioning for Paris in the new musical coming to Degrassi, do you remember? And then Eli, the play director, he was all, I want to offer you the part of Juliet!" Tristan squealed, jumping a bit. Maya's eyes raised and she squealed, wrapping her arms around his waist in a hug.

Zig appeared around the corner and Tori called him over, jumping.

"Zig, guess what? Tristan got the lead in a school musical, we have to celebrate! Do you know how big that is for a freshman?" Tori said, jumping into his arms. Zig smiled and congratulated Tristan who couldn't be happier. And again, that only made Maya feel 10 times worse.

"Maya?" Zig asked. "You look different."

"Yeah." Tristan reached to pinch her cheek. "You look like you're glowing. You're not even pregnant. Oh wait, imbecile alert guys, everyone be natural."

His brother strolled in with the Ice Hounds, yelling to his brother a fake congrats on his lead in the musical. Maya looked down, but a bunch of them glared at her anyway. Peeking up, just to check, she saw that Cam had been looking at the floor too and caught his eye. He smiled at her quickly before the Ice Hounds vanished.

"Anyway, Maya, what makeup are you using for that glow you have there?" Tori asked, walking her and Tristan to French class. "It looks pretty good."

Oh, this was one big, big... mess.

OH MY GOD GUYS I HAVE LOST THE ABILITY TO CAN AT THIS EPISODE LIKE THE FIRST HALF OF THIS WAS WRITTEN BEFORE LAST NIGHT AND OH MY GOD, CAM LOOKS LIKE A LOST AND SCARED AND HOMESICK PUPPY THAT BEEN KICKED AND HATES LIFE EXCEPT FOR HOCKEY. Okay, okay, do you know how cute his attachment to Maya was? It was like Tristan could be dancing in a hula skirt in front of him but he'd have Maya vision and Maya was just like who needs love, my cello is my boyfriend and she's leading him on because it's Tristan and not her but egdhevdhevdve

Anyway, so prompt me.'

PS: MORISOL/JATIE PLAYING CARD GAMES AS A DOUBLE DATE FROM THE FIRST CHAPTER? SO CANON.