What's up, what's up people? I know, I am a total nerd. And I'm so extraordinarily sorry that I haven't updated in, like, months. I've been going through some stuff, and I just didn't feel like it. So I'm sorry.

New Topic: I am having boy problems, and because I think you guys would give awesome advice, I want your opinions on what to do.

This is what has happened:

Christian asked me to homecoming at the beginning of the year, and I said no, because I didn't want our friendship to be ruined. Sadly, it was destroyed anyway. Halfway through the year, my ex-friend Rose told him that I liked his best friend, and I naturally assumed that Christian would tell him. However, when I talked to him about it, he said he hadn't told him. I asked him why, saying that I wouldn't have blamed him if he had. He said he didn't want to be the asshole who couldn't keep a secret.

A couple months later I started to like him. We had been talking more after the whole I-have-a-crush-on-your-best-friend incident. Every time I would text him, he would text back right away and if I didn't answer, he would send a follow-up text.

Then my friend sent him a text from my phone asking to go to the avengers. He was going with some friends, but he started talking to me more after that. Then, a couple days before the last day of school, my friend Chris kissed me. (Sadly, I rejected him and broke his heart) Christian and I had an argument about that. It went as follows:

Me: [speaking to a friend] …and then he asked me if he could kiss me, and I said yes. I'm such a bitch!

Christian: who asks if they can kiss someone?

Me: He was being a gentlemen {thought: although I'm not really looking for a gentleman}

Christian: gives a look that says, "I expected more of you"

Then we kinda stopped talking. And it's summer vacation. He was in my Driver's Ed. Class, but we didn't talk much.

So, what do I do? And don't say sex, blowjob, dry sex, or anything like that. We're fifteen. And I'm an extreme germaphobe. I couldn't psychologically handle a blowjob.

Also, I have a lot of emotional baggage, and I don't want to ruin his life.

So, tell me what to do, cause I seriously need it. Thanks! Now, in payment, here is my chapter. Yay.

"Han," I said quietly, stroking her hair. "Han, it's okay."

"No it's not!" she sobbed into my lap. "Say anything you want! It was bound to happen, there were warning signs, whatever. But don't-don't say it's okay."

I said nothing, feeling helpless. I couldn't help it if Caleb was a dick and broke up with Hanna. (I know, I'm horrible. Feel free to break out the pitchforks and torches) I wanted to destroy him of course, but I didn't get the chance. He was gone, and Hanna was sobbing on the couch.

My cell phone rang.

I shifted uncomfortably. Han sniffled. "It's fine get it. I don't want to bother you."

"Han, it's no trouble. You're a priority right now."

"Spencer Hastings, answer the fucking phone."

I rolled my eyes.

"Hello?"

"Hey Spence," I heard Toby's voice on the other line. "What's up?"

"Hey," I said quietly. "I'm sorry, but I can't really talk right now. Hanna needs me."

"Okay," he said easily. "I'll call you back later."

Hanna sniffled. "You didn't have to do that."

I laughed softly. "Ditch my best friend who needs me to hang out with my boyfriend I can see any time? I don't think so."

Hanna sobbed, and buried her face in my shoulder. I sat there, stroking her head and telling her that I was here for her, no matter what.

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"So he just left?"

I was having coffee with Toby at Caribou, telling him what had happened with Hanna.

"Yeah. He came up to our dorm, looked straight at Hanna, and, even with me sitting there, said 'it's over. I'm leaving.' How horrible can you get?"

"That's kind of hard to believe," Toby said, sipping his drink. He and Caleb had been getting to be really good friends before he left.

"I know right?" I asked. "Things seemed to be going really well, and he never seemed like that kind of person. I mean, they've been together since junior year. " (I know it's only three years, but work with me here!)

"I would never do that, you know that right?"

I swallowed the lump in my throat. I didn't want to admit that I'd been worrying about it, but I couldn't deny that I had. Seeing Hanna like that… well, I couldn't help but think of what would happen if something like that had occurred in my love life.

I probably would have been in much worse condition than her. I couldn't even begin to imagine how she felt. (yes, yes, I know. We all get how Hanna is feeling right now. Cut to the chase!)

"Yeah," I said quietly. "I know." And I did.

Soooo… that was lame, I know. I've just been dealing with a lot of stuff right now, and so I kinda have writer's block. Please give me feedback, and I PROMISE to give you a better chapter sooner this time!

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Acknowledgements:

PeaceLoveMaheen: Honey, you are one of my major muses. Thanks for the inspiration kiddo.

Lilylove: Thanks for the kick-in-the-ass wake-up call. I needed that. And here, I have written once again!

Lolaa Jonees: Thanks! Love you too!

ArubaGirl0926: I am very happy you liked the date idea. And I'm glad you had such confidence in me. I certainly didn't!

SpobyForever1106, poisonwine, prettylittlefan: I dedicate this chapter to you. Thank you soooo much for your reviews!