'' Have you spoken to Abby at all, dude?' Deuce asked. '' No, why else do you think I'm reading Shakespeare?' Heath retorted. '' Well, I'd love to help you, but Claws and I are going on a date. I'll be back before curfew' Deuce answered. '' Is Abby going with you?' Heath asked. '' Uh, no. Claws said she was in her dorm eating ice cream and watching sad movies. See you later' Deuce answered. '' Have fun' Heath murmured, as he sighed in disappointment when the door closed. '' I know you're disappointed in me, Shakespeare, I'm disappointed in myself too' Heath muttered, as he heard a knock on the door.
'' Heath? It's Abby, can we talk? I think we need to clear the air about something' Abby asked. '' Abby! O- Of course w- we can, c- come i- in' Heath stammered, as he nervously shut the door. '' It's just us, Deuce is on a date with-' Heath began. '' Claw, I know. I helped her pick an outfit, and I like you, Heath, as more than a friend. I want to go out with you' Abby grinned, as she moved closer to him. '' I like you too. Would it be bad if I kissed you right now?' Heath asked. '' No, it would not' Abby murmured, as their lips met in a soft kiss.
