Dash walked into the front doors of the school. Today would be a good day. It was Thursday, which meant it was almost Friday, which meant it was almost the weekend. He just had to get through these next two days. He was looking forward to relaxing this weekend. He'd been so busy lately.

He looked up and down the hallway and smiled when he saw someone standing by their locker.

"Hey, Fentonowski!"

Dash strode over to where Danny and his friends stood by his locker.

Danny looked at him and rolled his eyes. "Dash."

"What are you nerds up to?" Dash leaned forward to look inside Danny's locker and only got a glimpse of a Fenton thermos sitting inside it before Danny shut the locker in his face.

"What?" Dash looked down at him. "Got secrets to hide in there or something?"

"Maybe I have a stash of pictures of every embarrassing thing you've ever done." Danny smiled up at him.

"You better watch yourself, you'll get what's coming to you one of these days."

Danny looked up at Dash with a glint in his eyes. "Oh yeah, what are you going to do?"

"Barf." Sam faked a gag. "Get a room."

Danny's face turned red. "We don't need a room, Sam. Why would we need a room?"

"You should see what your guy's faces look like." Sam rolled her eyes. "Maybe then you would finally believe me when I say-"

"Okay, well, bye Dash. We're leaving for class!"

Dash watched as Danny pushed Sam away from him and Tucker snickered at their antics. Sam was still rolling her eyes but she finally turned around to walk beside Danny instead of being pushed along in front of him.

He turned and walked to his own locker. Normally he would go straight to his first class without stopping by his locker, but today he had two textbooks in his backpack and he did not want to be lugging them both all over the place.

"Boo!" Kwan appeared behind Dash, clapping his hands on his shoulders. Dash jumped and spun around and was ready to bolt before he realized it was Kwan.

"Hey! I almost thought you were a ghost!" Dash pulled Kwan into a headlock and gave him a couple noogies. "One of these days you're gonna get punched by going around and saying boo to scare people."

"Aw, come on. Most people aren't scared much by it anyways." Kwan smiled at him. "The only ghost that says boo is the box ghost and nobody's afraid of him anymore."

"Speak for yourself." Dash shut his locker door. "You don't have a bunch of funko pops that he's always trying to take out of their boxes."

Kwan turned and started walking toward their first class. "Oh no, what ever will your toys do without their boxes?"

Dash wildly gestured with his hands, shooting Kwan a look. "They're not toys! They're collectible figures and they're not worth as much if they're taken out of their boxes!"

Kwan laughed at him. "Okay, okay. You win." He shot a look at Dash. "Have you told him yet?"

"What?" Dash gave him a confused look.

"Danny."

"Oh." Dash shook his head. "No. I think Manson has been trying to tell him herself but he doesn't want to hear it." Dash frowned. "It makes me wonder if I should even tell him. If he doesn't want to hear it from her, why would he want to hear it from me?"

Kwan shrugged. "I don't know. You're the one with the feelings. It'll probably mean more coming from the person who has the feelings."

"I guess." Dash sighed. "What if he doesn't feel the same way though?"

"Then you at least told him. You'll never know if you never say anything. Besides, I don't think you have anything to worry about. Everyone sees the way he looks at you. It's only a matter of time. People have bets going around on how long it'll take you guys to confess to each other."

"What? Who?"

Kwan made a zipping motion over his mouth. "I'm sworn to secrecy."

Dash snorted. "Yeah, okay. I'm now led to believe you're the one running everything then."

"What? No! It's Tucker!"

"Of course it is." Dash rolled his eyes. "Why is there a betting pool anyways?"

"The same reason there was a betting pool when Sam and Danny had goo goo eyes for each other. It's funny."

"It's not so funny when you're on the other end of it." Dash grumbled, hunching his shoulders up towards his ears.

"Lighten up, man." Kwan clapped him on the back. "Everything'll work out, you'll see."

They stopped in front of Dash's classroom. "I hope you're right."

"I know I am." Kwan nudged Dash's shoulder. He nudged Kwan back and then headed into their classroom.

Maybe it would be easier if he just never said anything about his feelings to Danny. What did it matter if his heart swelled at just the thought of him? He could go his whole life without saying anything.

He sat down right as the bell rang and Mr. Lancer cleared his throat.

"Today we'll be starting our unit on Shakepearean dramas. Shakespeare has many well known plays, such as Romeo and Juliet and Macbeth. These are both tragedies."

Paulina raised her hand. "What's a tragedy?"

"A tragedy is a play that deals with tragic events, such as suffering, catastrophes, or death. They have unhappy endings and they follow the downfall of the main character."

Lancer turned to face the chalkboard and started writing the definition on it.

He remembered when they went over Romeo and Juliet as freshmen. It was a love story doomed to fail. Two kids from rival families that fell in love. They'd rather be dead than be without the other.

Dash just had to pray he wasn't living in a tragedy. That his love wasn't doomed to fail.