"Yeah, but Sunday you guys are coming over right?" I asked my cousin, walking through the hallways of the school.

"Yeah," Cam answered when we turned into another corridor. "But why?"

"Because my dad wants to know how much food he's going to make." I explained.

"Okay, then all of us are coming. Even my sisters."

"Both of them?"

"Yeah, they're coming back for the weekend." His sisters were all older than him and in universities, leaving Cam as the youngest of the family.

"Okay, good." I took my phone out to text my dad when Cam spoke up.

"So Amelia."

I had sent the message when I replied almost slamming into a door we were approaching. I didn't even think we were ever going to talk about this. "What about her?"

"She told you?"

"Yeah." I slowed to a stop in the middle of the hallway, sighing as people moved past us. "Yeah, she did."

"Um," He scratched the back of his head. "How is she?"

"Cam," I patted him on the chest, starting to walk away. "How about you ask her?"

He caught up to me. "Because it's going to be awkward you know?"

"You're making it awkward for her. You realize this, yes?"

"How?"

"You constantly avoid her," I explained. "You only come up to me when she leaves. She sees these things and even though she was possibly still is into you and you aren't, doesn't mean that you can't still be friends."

"That's what she thinks?"

"That's what she knows. Talk to her. Soon."

There was a moment of silence between the two of us before Cam asked, "How's Kevin?"My breath caught at the mention of his name. Oh my God. "Judging by that expression I'm guessing that something is finally speeding up between you two."

"Um," I made a face, feeling my voice get higher. "Kinda."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that-" My voice got cut off at the sight of Amelia and Kevin walking in our direction. Amelia was in the middle of talking and Cam quickly squeezed my shoulder at the sight of her. "Um, I'll see you later. I'll talk to her soon. I promise."

"Fine." He quickly moved down the hallway just when Kevin and Amelia reached me. Kevin stood close in front of me, on his tippy toes trying to tower my height. A smile came to my face at the stupid form of teasing he tried and I put my hands on his stomach, trying to push him back. I felt his abs under my palm through his shirt and he winked at me. "Trying feel something?"

I slapped his stomach lightly, my heart beating fast. "No. We get it, you're tall K."

He embraced me, wrapping me in his arms, one had tangling itself into my hair as I reciprocated, locking my hands. Breathing in that moment, I made the mistake of looking over his shoulder at Amelia who was making hearts with her fingers behind his back. I flipped her the finger, trying to reach to swat her fingers down when Kevin pulled back.

"Are we still on for Saturday?" He asked, looking down at me.

"Um, yeah. We are." I said, our bodies close enough for me to lean my in the crook of his neck but I held myself back, taking a deep breath.

"I thought you had work?" Amelia asked, cocking her head at Kevin and I who twisted so we could both see her.

"She moved her shift for me." Kevin grinned.

I rolled my eyes.

"Really?"

"I'm not available for like the next month cause of ball so we're hanging out this weekend."

"Interesting." Amelia said, a smirk on her face.

"What is?"

"Nothing, just my favorite couple."

"Unlike you and Hayden?"

Amelia glared at Kevin her smirk dropping entirely. "He's not asking me out. Not yet. I don't want him to."

"Why?"

"Because I'm not fully sure I'm over Cam. It's only been like almost two weeks or something. I don't want Hayden to think he's just a rebound."

"Do you like him?" Amelia gave Kevin a look. She most definitely was not about to admit that to Kevin. He squeezed my shoulders, rolling his eyes. "Your friend's a little on the edge huh?"

"She always is."

"Don't side with your boyfriend, let me live." Amelia moved away.

I moved to fully pull away from Kevin when he pulled me back in, his arms moving from my shoulders to my waist. He pushed one strand of my curly hair back that I had used mousse in my fear of frizzy hair. He kept that smile on his face for me. "I'm shocked. You haven't hit me to tell me to let you go."

"Why should I?" My hands went from his shoulders down his chest, resting against the planes of his stomach.

His eyes flickered down to my hands before holding my gaze. They narrowed in question of what I was doing but I left my face blank, trying to hide whatever I was feeling underneath.

I remember the first time I felt something for Kevin. The first time I felt something for Danny. For any past boy I'd had a thing for. It was like this. I never showed my feelings first. I tried not to make anything obvious in fear of rejection. There was that nervousness, the awareness of them being there, near you, there was that smile that came to your face or the excitement at just hearing their name. The quickening of your heart at anything that involves them, the thought of them on your mind constantly.

But there, now that I was older, there was something else. Maybe it was just with Kevin but it was with more. There wasn't a fear of rejection. He full out told me liked me. He may have been drunk but he confessed that he wasn't lying. Maybe it was the adrenaline that made me want to kiss him in front of everyone not caring who saw. But there was my own pride that would wait for him to make the first move. Or any move.

But he's been doing that for the past months. Just chasing after me.

I blinked, trying to distant my thoughts from him only to look into his eyes. I cleared my throat, avoiding them. "Ball after school?"

"Yeah, have you spoken to Raina yet?"

"Raina's barely left her room," I sighed. "She gets home, goes to school, doesn't come out until dinner, then goes back upstairs and the cycle repeats."

"Find a way to talk to her." Kevin insisted, his hand resting on my neck. I tried to breathe slowly, to calm the beating of my heart but I was certain that he could hear my heartbeat through the vein in my neck.

"I will, I will," I murmured, just when the bell rang to go to our next class. "I'll see you at lunch?"

I said that with way more excitement than I should have.

"I'm heading over get to help for Calculus during lunch then since I have ball I won't be able to see you much today." His other hand went to the other side of my neck. It looked like he was about to kiss me but I knew he wouldn't do that. Shit, he wouldn't kiss me without me asking him.

That's who he was.

Should I ask him?

Why the hell would I ask him to kiss me at school? Why would I even want our first kiss at school?

What was I waiting for? This was Kevin. The same Kevin who admitted he liked me when he was drunk. Who sad that I was the main thing on his mind. I liked him and he liked me back. A smile came to my face at that.

Maybe I should just tell him.

But I was Sandra. I was S to him. So that smile became playful and my actions becoming distant as I removed myself from him. Maybe because it was school and I wasn't about to have an intense moment with him at school. "Don't miss me too much."

His eyebrows rose, his lips parting in shock. "The confidence is so clear today. Wow."

"I'll call you tonight then." I raised up on my feet, pressing a kiss on his cheek before pushing him away by his stomach.

He stared at me, a puzzled expression on his face and I walked away, turning on my heels quickly and out of his sight in less than three seconds. I caught the arm of Amelia who had been watching us from the corner. "The cheek?"

I shrugged. "It's nothing."

"People saw that you know?" People have been talking about Kevin and I so many times since the day he started talking to me. The amount of times I've been asked 'Are you ann Kevin dating?' had gotten irritating before. I was used to it.

"I know it's just-"

"You couldn't resist," Amelia grinned at the realization. "You couldn't stop yourself, could you?"

My face heated up. "Shut up."

"You're so into him. Just tell him."

"I will soon." I promised just as Cam had in regards to Amelia.

"Soon is a stupid answer. It could mean tomorrow, next week or next month. What about Saturday?"

"Maybe Saturday," Then I thought about it. We would be alone. It would just be us. There wouldn't be anyone from school around. There wouldn't be eyes around us. He would crack stupid jokes, be annoying yet be endearing, be Kevin. "Yeah, Saturday."

I was already getting nervous at that.