I didn't bother to ask my parents if I could go off with Craig. Dad's answer would've instantly been 'no', and mom would probably burst into a hysteria. Craig said he was coming around 7:00, which was perfect since that's about the time I locked myself in my room anyways.

When Craig got there, I crawled out my window and jumped off the escape roof, landing on my feet. I, then, ran out the the front to quickly get into Craig's car.

"Drive," I said, in a panic, worrying about getting caught.

"What's your rush?" Craig asked, driving away.

"My parents don't know I left," I explained.

"It's 7:00 p.m., how strict are they?" he questioned.

"You have no idea," I sighed.

*Craig's P.O.V.*

She gave me a serious look. "Craig, I need to know what is going on with you and Tweak."

I sighed. "It's kind of personal."

"I understand that, but I have people feeding me all sorts of things. I don't know what to believe," she pressed.

She had a point, and I was in no position to deny her. "Okay so Tweak and I dated. It wasn't a big deal, and we were pressured into it. Like I care about him, but we broke up."

"That's it? That's all the story...why does he hate you so much?" she continued.

"Because....I'm not gay..." I spoke.

I waited for her to respond, but she stayed quiet. We both did in an awkward tense silence.

Finally, she spoke, "Thank God."

Her voice was soft and quiet, as if she didn't want me to hear it.

"What did you say?" I questioned.

"C-Craig...I think I like you..." she whispered.

I took no hesitation, grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her lips to mine. She didn't pull away, either. She pressed into it deepening the kiss. She entangled her hands into my hair under my hat, and I stated to do the same, her hat falling off.

Then I found out the truth.

"What the fuck."