SAM's POV

It's been a few weeks since the wedding, and my mom and Antonio were as happy as ever. Since I saw him every day before and after school, we had gotten more opportunities to hang out together and spend what my mom calls "quality time" together. We would watch movies at home, bake a few meals together, go out to eat, etc. They even invited Mrs. Justine and Mr. Joe over a couple of times just to talk. It was so sweet to see my mom in a positive mood each day, and that was all thanks to Antonio.

I wish my school life was as exciting as my home life. Day after day, it's just homework, test, repeat. I felt like a zombie instead of a student. School days passed like seconds on a clock... pretty soon, it would be finals week and then I'd finally be a high school graduate. But there were a few more hurdles until I reached the sweet finish line! One of them was this research paper from one of my elective classes.

I was sitting in the library studying -- can you believe that?! Ya girl is out here about these books tryna get this good grade! Mama G would love to see it! Anyway, as I'm grabbing another huge book from the shelf to take to my seat, I get a text from Jake.

JAKE: What u doing? ;)

ME: Wait for it... studying! You'd be so proud of me.

JAKE: Really? On a Friday after school? 

ME: IKR? But I have this research paper due in one week and I cannot get behind. So this weekend will be filled with books and reading and notes and typing. No distractions. Honestly, I shouldn't even be texting you right now.

I put my phone down and get back to work, flipping through pages of books to find the answer to my studies. Seconds later, my phone beeps again. I sigh and pick it up, reading the message.

JAKE: Aww, that's too bad :( I have a serious problem...

ME: Are you hurt? You need me 2 call 911?

JAKE: Nah, nothing like that.

ME: Then you can figure it out yourself, no? Gotta blast!

I sigh and put my phone down, trying to ignore the urge to pick it up again and read Jake's response. I seriously need to focus on this research paper. Sorry, Jake, but I can't help you right now. I don't care how cute you are... or how much I miss just thinking about you...

*BEEP BEEP*

"Ah... seriously..." I pick up my phone and read the text message.

JAKE: Ouch. My heart... it hurts...

*BEEP BEEP*

JAKE: I actually might need that ambulance... your words... they CUT... so DEEP... </3

*BEEP BEEP*

JAKE: Aghhghgghhhghh.... *dies*

ME: Omg, Jake. You're cute but I really can't talk rn. later, okay?

JAKE: No, I understand :( .....guess u don't want a free meal or a tour through one of NYC's best community colleges... tough luck. I'll just have 2 ask Khalil or maybe Diggy what their schedule looks like

ME: WHAT are you blabbering about? -__-

JAKE: :D i have a college tour tomorrow and my mom can't go with me because she has to work. we registered for two people so... i need an extra cute girlfriend who's willing to abandon her homework for four hours on a Saturday to spend it with college kids... and me, of course.

JAKE: I'm the main event... ;)

JAKE: are u available? pls say YES

I chew on my bottom lip while thinking about his offer. If I cram enough research in tonight, I should be able to take the morning off and then get back to work later tomorrow. I just have to be super disciplined. And I can't let Jake distract me afterward with his words... and his face... and his dimples... and his lips...

After mentally coming to a decision, I smile and reply to his text.

ME: U know what? I might be able to pencil in a small break from studying...

JAKE: Cool! I was hoping you'd say that <3

ME: It's super hard to say no to u. i hate u.

JAKE: te amo... lol. I'll pick you up at 8.

ME: Sounds like a plan :3

***

~Saturday~

Jake arrived at my house right at 8 o'clock the next morning. Despite the chilly weather this week, it was pretty sunny out today which filled me with lots of energy! My cheeks instantly turned pink at the sight of my boyfriend standing on the porch, waiting for me to open the door for him. My mom made sure to follow me downstairs and say hello to Jake before we left toward the city. 

Hopping in his car, we drove toward the community college in Manhattan, which was 40 minutes away. Once we arrived, he parked the car in a parking garage, then we decided to walk to a downtown bakery to grab a quick breakfast before the college tour began.

I was super geeked to see the campus and all of its facilities. Even though Jake would be going to a community college, the campus surprisingly had lots of land, making it feel like a massive university. When we arrived at the main entrance of the Borough of Manhattan Community College, or BMCC, we were met with a giant brown brick building with a long winding staircase. Outside the entrance were lots of unique statues and artwork. As we walked up the long stairs, we even saw a couple of basketball courts to the left which were covered in last night's frost. The presence of something as simple as basketball courts already made the campus a top contender.

As we entered the building, we checked in at the student center, and the campus tour began shortly afterward. Our tour guide was a Hispanic student, male, with huge glasses and curly hair. Apparently, he was one of the popular student leaders on campus, a part of many leadership teams and school clubs, he told us. He felt very grown and mature, like an adult. I wonder if we'll feel that way once we graduate high school? The thought is exciting. As our tour guide introduced himself and showed us around the school, I could tell there was a feeling of pride as he led us down every hallway painted with the school's colors, orange and blue. 

We learned about the programs they had available - like cinema or health science - along with the variety of clubs and student organizations that covered a variety of interests. We saw the gym, which had a huge indoor swimming pool, as well as the library and the performing arts center. The school owned four city blocks of land, with a handful of classrooms, quiet spaces, computer labs, art rooms, and choir rooms throughout various buildings. The other students and parents in our tour group were in awe of the campus, their heads looking left and right admiring every corner of every space.

After the tour, we were ushered into a small lecture room to watch a presentation for first-year students. Me and Jake took a seat in the second row. I glance at him and he shows me his signature smile. He's been in awe this whole time, and it was really great to see. This school seems to have so many opportunities and then some! Plus, it's in a great part of the city with a great view of the Hudson River.

"What do you think so far?" I ask him as others around us get settled in their seats.

"I think this is the one..." he replies, biting his lip in excitement. "The campus looks so good, inside and out. I was surprised how big it is."

"Me too," I agreed. "They have just as much as you'd have at a bigger university, all in this little space!"

As we both share our awe, a female wearing a beige hijab commands our attention at the front of the room. She had freckles and hazel eyes, and was wearing the school's merch - a bright orange t-shirt - tucked into a long white skirt with a beige jacket to match. She appeared very friendly and, again, mature. She introduced herself as a professor of data science and gave us a short background about her time as a student here. Afterward, she opened the floor for questions.

"What's one of the biggest challenges for first-year students?" Someone asked.

"This is a popular question, " the female professor started, "And I would say, in my opinion, the biggest challenge can be getting out of your comfort zone. We have lots of resources here to help students adjust to college life; we also have many career path options as well as student clubs and organizations. Some students come here and they don't know what they want to study or what they want to do, and that's okay. That's what community college is for, to learn and study in various fields until you find the one that most speaks to you. So I would say don't limit yourself, and don't be afraid to try a class in every single subject if you have to, because that's how you learn. Don't be afraid to join the anime club or to join a sport you've never played before. Don't be afraid of your curiosity. It will lead you to meet some of your closest classmates and even your dream job."

Other questions came up about the living situations, class schedules, and safety on campus. It seemed like the Q&A session was quickly coming to an end... then Jake raised his hand. The professor pointed at him and walked our way.

"Yes, what's your question?"

"Um, this is kind of personal... but some of my closest friends are going to another school after graduation, and my girlfriend will be all the way across the country..." My eyes widen at his sudden reveal to a room of strangers. "My mom's gonna be almost an hour away. So I guess I want to know how do you navigate going to college away from close family and friends."

"Wow... that's a tough one," the female professor replies with an empathetic grin. "For lots of students, this may be their first time conquering the world on their own, without family or friends there to help them. I know for me, it was a challenge coming here from Minnesota with no friends or family at my side. Although I felt lonely at first, my loved ones made sure to reach out to me every day and keep in contact via video call or whatever. I think your best bet is to know that your loved ones love you and support you no matter where you are in the world. They want you to succeed wherever you are, so you can think of it as your duty to try your best every day to make them proud. Does that answer your question?"

Jake nods and smiles, squeezing my hand. "Yes. Thank you."

"I would also urge all of you to join student clubs and be open to meeting new people. New friends won't necessarily replace your old ones, but they'll offer some comfort and support as you all navigate this college space together. Remember, you're never truly alone. We're all a part of one family here at BMCC!"

After that, we wrapped up for lunch, which would be served in their buffet-style cafeteria. We had an hour for lunch and to stroll the campus before the last presentation would start.

Jake and I quickly ate our lunch in the cafeteria then decided to walk outside along the Hudson River. The college's entrance was literally a hop, skip, and jump from the body of water and you could also get a glimpse of the Statue of Liberty from Battery Park just a few blocks down from the campus. Walking hand in hand along the cobblestone path, I felt at ease and in awe of the trip so far. And this location was banging! I mean, this view would be so amazing during the summer when the temperatures were a bit better to enjoy a good walk around the block. But even now, it was still beautiful.

"You wanna sit?" Jake asks as we stroll beside the river's path.

"No, I'm good."

"Tell me if you get too cold. We can go back inside."

"Okay."

The brief silence between us was comfortable. The most comfortable I've been all week. I think this was the first moment I've felt a bit of peace. It's just been work, study, work, study. It was nice to get a small break and enjoy some fresh air. Suddenly, Jake squeezes my right hand and I look at him with curiosity.

"Hope you don't mind that I brought you up in that Q&A session..."

"About being far away from your girlfriend? Why would I? I mean, I was surprised but it makes sense that you'd be worried about it..." I reply as a cyclist whizzes past us.

"I know I'm making the right decision for me, and for my family... but I do feel a bit sad that you won't be by my side," Jake confesses.

"We'll talk every day. Like the professor said, we'll be fine. We'll be only a phone call or text away," I say, mostly trying to convince myself. I really like Jake. A lot. He's made me feel things I've never felt with any other guy before, and that's scary. It's even scarier to picture him not being in my life in any way. I want to keep dating him and getting to know him, but it's gonna be tough to do that miles away.

Jake nods, appearing deep in thought. "Thank you. For being here today and for being the best girlfriend a guy could ever have..."

"Of course. I got your back no matter what."

"I love you for that..." He stops walking and pulls me into his arms, wrapping me up in a bear hug while placing a soft kiss on my forehead. I look up into his gentle eyes, feeling the warmth come back to my cheeks. "Seriously... I love you..."

Are we... doing this here? Right now? He's never said he loved me before -- I mean, in joking texts sometimes but... not like this. This feels more serious.

"Jake..."

"Shh..." He shuts me up with a kiss as my body falls into his strong embrace. My breathing goes shallow as I'm filled with a variety of emotions... happiness... comfort... attraction. He finally pulls away, causing me to lose my balance and nearly stumble over my own feet. "Let's go back... unless you wanna finish this in a more private setting."

I playfully punch his arm.

"Ah! What was that for?"

"Stop kissing me off guard!"

"What? It's not like you don't enjoy it..." he smirks as we make our way out of the park, bickering some more about his hunger for my lips.

***

Two hours later, I made it safely back to my house thanks to Jake. He tried to entice me into staying at his place since his mom was still at work, but I knew what he was up to. He would only try to start something naughty, so I refused his offer, reminding him that I had a research paper to finish. After several pouty looks and a dozen more kisses, he let me go and went back home.

The house was surprisingly quiet, except for a faint noise coming from the living room. I walked through the kitchen and saw that my mom and Antonio were on the couch watching a movie. As I approached, their face lit up.

"Hey, baby! How was the campus tour?" My mom enthused.

I smile back. "It was really good. That school was massive, and the location downtown Manhattan is really nice."

"That sounds great. Did Jake enjoy it?" Antonio asked.

"Mhm. I think he really liked the campus too. It definitely fits him."

"Great! Good for him."

"That's good to hear! We're glad you're home, baby," My mom says. "Do you wanna watch a movie with us? We just got it started."

I chew on my bottom lip and then nod my head. "I would, but I have to work on this research paper, plus take a shower..."

"Okay, sweetie. Look at you! I'm so proud of you for taking your studies seriously," my mom beams from ear to ear. "I'm so proud of you, Sam."

"We're both very proud of you, Sam," Antonio adds.

"Thanks," I reply with a grin before heading upstairs to my room. After taking a quick shower and changing into some sweatpants and sweatshirt, I grab my bag of books and dump them onto my bed. I was ready to get my study on for the night, but I felt like texting Becca about today's events. I was still feeling a bit shocked at Jake's sudden love confession and I needed my best friend's opinion about everything.

ME: Becca... I have a serious problem.

Less than a minute later, my friend replies back as eager as ever.

BECCA: Spill the beans. What happened? How was the campus visit?

ME: it went really well. the campus looks amazing! inside and out. there's so many programs and activities in such a small school. i think Jake enjoyed it too :)

BECCA: So fun! that was so sweet of him to invite you. I'm glad you two had fun!

BECCA: But what's the problem?

I take a deep breath, chewing on my bottom lip as I reply to her text.

ME: Becca....... we were talking about dating long distance right? he was worried about not being able to see me every day, so we talked about it and i told him of course I'd be there for him even if I'm all the way in LA.

BECCA: Okay...

ME: he said i was the best girlfriend ever... :3 then he said he loved me......

BECCA: !!!!!!!!

BECCA: SERIOUSLY?!

BECCA: WAIT HOW DID HE SAY IT? :P

ME: >__< idk if he was just saying it bc he was happy, but he seemed really serious. he was hugging & kissing me, then he said it

BECCA: O.M.G. !!!

BECCA: This is so excitinggg!! That is so sweet!

ME: is it?? I feel really weird. Like idk if I can say it back to him. We just started dating n it feels like a lot...

BECCA: OK. That's understandable. This is your first serious relationship. but Jake's a decent guy... I don't think he'd just say i love you to anyone <3

ME: i know... which is why i feel weird. lately, it seems like he's been moving a bit too fast in our relationship...

BECCA: What do you mean?

BECCA: Sorry-- can you call me instead? I have to make food for my stepbrother & it'll be easier with both hands lol

At Becca's request, I quickly called her. The phone rang only once before I heard her lighthearted voice on the other side of the line. I also heard what sounded like a cartoon TV show in the background.

"Hey..." I say.

"Hey, girl. Thanks. I didn't want the mac and cheese to burn while texting you," Becca says, "Now what were you saying about Jake moving too fast?"

I sighed while lying down on my bed, looking up at the ceiling. "I didn't tell you this... but last month, before my mom's wedding, Jake had this weird idea."

"What do you mean by weird?"

"He said he was only thinking about it. Like it was just an idea--"

"Yeah?"

"But... he told me that he thought about us moving in together in our own apartment after graduation."

"What? For real?" Becca replies in a shocked tone.

"Yeah. It didn't make any sense. He was spilling all of these ideas about how nice it would be for just the two of us to live together, cook together, and sleep together like a little family or something. And that he would pay for everything just so I could live with him for two months before I moved to Los Angeles..." I shake my head, the memory of that conversation giving me chills, and not in a good way.

"Wow... that's unexpected."

"No kidding..."

"Well, what did you tell him? Would you want to live with him? I mean, a lot of kids move into their own place after high school. It wouldn't be totally unheard of," Becca tries to reason.

I grab one of my pillows and hug it against my chest. "I told him I'm not ready for that... it's a big step! Plus we just started dating. Don't you think that's a little too soon?"

"I hear you. I mean, it is a bit soon... but if you like him and you trust him, I don't necessarily see a problem with it. I mean, of course, living together is easier said than done though. There are a lot of things you have to consider - plus, rent ain't cheap these days! I wouldn't be looking to move into my own place until I was absolutely sure that I could afford it," Becca states.

I let out a sigh of relief, feeling a bit better that Becca was at least on my side.

"It just seems like a big leap, and I don't think I'm ready for that yet. Maybe Jake is, but I'm not."

"And that's perfectly okay, chica. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. And I'm sure he's not pressuring you, is he?"

"No, he's not. He let me know that it was just a thought in his head." I sighed. "I don't know... lately, I've felt so much positive energy from Jake. I know he really cares about me, but sometimes it feels like... too much..."

"Too much? Mm... is that really a problem?"

"I'm being for real. There's just certain moments when..." I hesitate to finish my sentence as a feeling of guilt fills my stomach. "It feels like he likes me more than I like him... and it's not that I don't like him, I'm just more laid-back, I guess?"

"Oh, you definitely are."

"I feel bad," I pout.

"Why? You didn't do anything. Girl, your biggest issue is that your boyfriend loves you. That's amazing!"

"I feel like he deserves someone that gives him the same energy. Like, I couldn't even say I loved him back," I complain, smacking myself in the head while groaning.

"Sam, please. Don't torture yourself. You are an amazing girl, and Jake is lucky to be dating you. Don't get it twisted, chica. Tu eres una reina... you are a queen. Own it!"

At Becca's confident statement, I feel my shoulder relax, the pressures from moments ago melting down onto the floor. "Thanks, Becca..."

"Anytime! I will always be here to remind you of your worth. You deserve happiness!" Becca giggles from the other side of the line.

"Anyway, enough boy talk. Ugh. My brain hurts..."

"Okay. Oh-- wait. Maybe one more boy talk segment. I wanted to ask you, are you going to Diggy's birthday party?"

The mention of Diggy forces my eyebrows to wrinkle. "Birthday party?"

"Yeah. Are you going?"

"First of all, you gotta ask if I was invited... I didn't get anything in the mail."

"He didn't invite you?"

"Nope."

"What?! No! He invited me and Khalil... maybe yours is late in the mail," Becca replies.

"I doubt it. But I don't really care..."

"Oh, come on, Sam. You gotta let whatever negative feelings between you and Diggy go! It's kind of getting old. He apologized about the Dana situation, right? I'm not her biggest fan either but I'm not gonna hold that against him. Don't you wanna be on good terms with him?"

I shake my head. "He's gonna need to do a lot more for me to completely be cool with him again."

"I'm just trying to find the real issue, you know? Nobody's perfect. You've done and said a lot of crazy stuff yourself too, but your friends are still here for you. That's what friends are for. They got your back through thick and thin, pretty or ugly..." Becca preaches.

I don't care what she says, I'm still not 100% cool with Diggy. I'm sorry but once you rub me the wrong way, it's really hard for me to see the good in you.

"You gotta stop that..." Becca continues; she might as well be talking to a brick wall because her words are not phasing me one bit. "Stop holding grudges, especially over petty things."

"Are you done?"

"Agh... I love you, Sam, and I believe that you two will work this out. I just pray sooner rather than later. I'd hate for y'all to leave for college still being bitter towards one another."

"Well, if we do, we know whose fault it'll be..." I respond matter-of-factly.

"Anyway... I'm glad you had fun today with Jake, and I'll be even happier to see you at Diggy's birthday party."

"Smooth. Real smooth," I say. "Alright. Enough boy talk, officially. What did you do today?" I ask as Becca excitedly spills about her day.

***

DIGGY's POV

"Hello, class! Another week, another chance to learn more about Shakespeare's best pieces of work. And this week, we will get the chance to see one of his most famous works, 'Twelfth Night', adapted into a popular contemporary film," Mrs. Lyon announces from the front of the room as the class listens intently. "This week will be a bit more exciting because on Friday, we will be going on a field trip to the movies!"

The classroom fills with cheers. London looks over at Julie with a huge smile, clapping her hands.

"The field trip will take place during this period and will overlap with lunch, which means we will be off campus for around two hours," Mrs. Lyon continues. "Although this is a field trip, it is not an excuse to skip class, so you will be required to come back to school and finish your fourth block."

A few groans were heard, but Mrs. Lyon only chuckled.

"When we get to the movie theatre, you will be able to buy as many snacks and things as you want, and I will also buy everyone in my class a small drink and popcorn. But anything else, you will pay with your own money. Are there any questions?"

The room fills with random positive comments and cheers. It's been a while since I went on a field trip... this actually sounds pretty cool.

"And now for the best part. This isn't just a field trip, it's a group assignment!" Mrs. Lyon reveals with a huge smile and a stack of papers in her arms. She walks around the classroom and passes each student the one-page assignment.

"Aww..." The majority of the class murmurs and groans.

"It's fairly easy. In your groups of three, you'll watch the movie and then write a 5-page analysis of the movie's theme, tone, and overall goal. You'll also make note of the main characters and their depiction in the film. Think about what is each character's goal. How did they go about it? How did each character's actions affect the story and/or affect the goals of other characters in the movie? This assignment is to help you in your creative writing so you can make note of the different elements of a story and how each element is tied into each other. The analysis will be due a week after we watch the movie, and it'll be the last assignment before you're off for spring break. So you don't have to worry about any other homework for the next two weeks except this? Alright? Does that sound good?"

"Yeah..."

"That's not too bad..."

"Okay, Mrs. Lyon..."

As Mrs. Lyon returns to her desk with a content smile, London raises her hand.

"Mrs. Lyon, I won't be at school this Friday because my grandma has a doctor's appointment that day, so me and my sister have to drive her since there's no one else to take her..."

"Okay. That's no problem. London, just talk to me after class and I'll work with you to see how we can get you credit for the assignment. Alright?"

"Thanks, Mrs. Lyon."

Mrs. Lyon sets her gaze on me. "That means Daniel and Julie, you'll just be a twosome on Friday, okay? But I'm sure you'll work great together."

I glance at Julie, who does the same, and we nod our heads showing that we understand. Over the last few weeks since Martha's wedding, we have talked a bit more in class and the hallways, and there seem to be fewer negative feelings between us. I'm confident I can knock this assignment out of the park like I usually do, but the thought of working with Julie alone makes me feel a bit nervous. Maybe I'm overthinking it. It's just an assignment like any other. Nothing crazy will happen. The worst thing that could happen is that we become more comfortable around each other, and that wouldn't be a bad thing.

"Make sure everyone gets their permission slips signed and turned in to me by Wednesday. Okay? I want everyone to have the ability to see this movie. It will be so much fun, I promise. And again, if there are any questions or conflicts, let me know ASAP. But if that's all, then let's go ahead and review the homework I assigned you this weekend..."

***

~Friday, Movie Theatre~

As soon as the school bus stopped in front of the movie theatre, our class quickly stood to their feet and filed inside the building as the snow began to fall even heavier. It was extremely cold, and stupid me didn't bring my coat because it was supposed to be 50-something degrees out today and mostly sunny. But instead, it's cloudy, windy, and snowing. I stuck my hands inside of my sweatshirt pocket and shivered wildly as snowflakes fell onto my head, practically giving me a brain freeze.

"Where's your coat? And hat?" Julie asked, who was standing in line beside me waiting to enter the building. She frowned and sounded like a disappointed parent.

"I left it at school. I didn't expect it to snow..." I remark with a hint of annoyance in my voice. I hate the snow, no matter how pretty it might look in pictures. That's one of my pet peeves about NYC life. But today's unexpected weather reminded me of my soon departure to Los Angeles after graduation. In less than six months, I'll be able to walk outside in only a t-shirt and shorts for practically nine months out of the year! California sunshine, here I come!

"I hope you don't catch a cold..." Julie says, looking remorseful but shivering herself. The difference is she's shivering in her pink puffy coat, matching boots, and winter hat.

Walking into the theatre's lobby, our teacher went to the ticket desk to get our tickets that were prepaid for already. I glanced around at the familiar environment - I'd gone to this theatre a couple of times since it's the most popular one in our area - and noticed that there weren't too many customers today. Our small class was happily chatting on this Friday afternoon, a day when most adults were at work and most teenagers were in school - but not us! We were energized and ready to watch a movie. Honestly, I'm ready for anything as long as I'm not in school.

First stop was the concession area where we picked up our small drinks and popcorn that Mrs. Lyon so nicely paid for. She let us know that the movie would start in 15 minutes, what theatre it was in, and what we were watching.

"Remember, whatever you decide to eat will also be your lunch, so choose wisely. There's a variety of hot food options, from pizza to hot dogs to chicken tenders and fries. Buy any snacks you may want while we're here to eat them once we get inside the theatre, but try not to fill up on too many sweets, okay?" Mrs. Lyon informed us, commanding everyone's attention. The class obediently agreed and everyone happily waited in line for their food.

"I'm so hungry, I could eat a cow..." I hear Julie mumble, which catches me off guard. I stare at her wide-eyed and chuckle. She catches my eye and giggles. "Sorry... I missed breakfast this morning, so I'm feeling it."

"I got you. I'm hungry too..." I reply, still shivering from the aftereffects of the cold climate. I glanced at the concession menu over my classmates' heads. "I might get a cheeseburger and fries."

"Of course. I see not much has changed with your eating habits..." Julie replied while grinning.

"Hamburgers are quick, convenient, and filling. What can I say?" I shrug.

"I'm not hating, haha. I agree..." She says while stepping up to the concession desk and giving the worker her order. "Could I please have a slice of pepperoni pizza with a side of potato wedges? Extra ketchup, please. And one banana milkshake."

After she told them her drink and put in her order, I stepped up to place mine. "And could I get a cheeseburger with the works, plus extra pickles, and some french fries? And an orange soda."

"Sure. Oh, we're out of orange soda right now but we do have strawberry soda if you'd like," the worker replies, and my face instantly frowns in disgust.

"He hates strawberry soda," Julie speaks up just as I'm about to refuse their offer. I give Julie a surprised look, curious how she knows this fact about me. Have I told her this before? I don't remember.

The worker chuckles at Julie's abrupt comment and says, "I'm not a huge fan myself. But could I get you something else to drink?"

"Yeah, um... I'll take a Pepsi. Thanks."

After we paid for our food, Julie and I walked into the movie theatre with the rest of our classmates and prepared to enjoy the time away from school...

***

JULIE's POV

I was excited to spend some time away from school and with Daniel. Although this was a field trip and we had to complete an assignment, it was still a nice opportunity to break the invisible barrier between me and him. Since I talked with him at my uncle's wedding - which was a mind-blowing experience for so many reasons - I've felt that it's a bit easier to make conversation with Daniel. Way easier than before. Even though we're not romantically attached anymore, I still would like us to be friendly towards one another. I've only known him for a few months since I moved to NYC, but despite all of the drama we've been through, I can still say that he has been one of my happiest memories this year. He's been one of the only good friends that I felt like I could talk to, share secrets with, and have fun with. Being around him in class just makes me yearn for those moments again.

As we both sat beside each other in the movie theatre stuffing our faces with food, there was a moment when we stopped chewing and glanced at one another in embarrassment. We both chuckled at how hungry we were, and it took me back to those moments we'd laugh in my room when we were supposed to be studying.

"Dang... we both must've been hungry," Daniel comments after he finishes his burger.

"I guess so..." I giggle in response, digging through the last bits of my bag of popcorn. Daniel notices and grabs his bag of popcorn, holding it out between us.

"You want some of mine? I'm surprisingly kinda full..." he offers, which catches me off guard.

"Are you sure?" I ask. I was extra hungry today, but I didn't wanna seem greedy. Plus, I was already embarrassed about stuffing my face in front of him. I needed to maintain my lady-like image. "I don't want to--"

"Don't worry about it," he grins.

"Okay. But I'll only take half... that way if you get hungry during the movie, I won't feel bad," I giggle while shaking half of his buttered popcorn into my empty bag.

"Deal."

***

After our field trip was over, we were bussed back to Wesley High to attend our last classes before the weekend began. Daniel and I had agreed to meet after school in the library to work a little bit on the outline of our assignment before we forgot everything. As soon as the dismissal bell rang, I bolted out of my class with anticipation, heading straight to the library. Well, first I went to the bathroom to check myself out, and then found an empty table in the library in a quiet corner of the room surrounded by bookshelves. Daniel arrived soon after with his notebook in hand, and we began our studies.

The movie that we watched was an early 2000s contemporary adaption of Shakespeare's 'Twelfth Night', and featured popular comedic actors Amanda Bynes and Channing Tatum who played the roles of Viola and Duke. It was a dramatic and hilarious film about love and deception. Part of the assignment was to figure out the movie's theme, tone, and goal.

"...it seems simple enough," I explained. "I think the theme was focused on love, and maybe the idea that it's not a good thing to hide who you really are."

"That's a good one," Daniel agrees while taking notes. We discussed the tone and goal before moving on to the characters. "What was Viola's goal?"

"Viola wanted to play soccer against the boy's team, right? She also wanted to impress her crush, and wanted Duke to like her even though she was disguised as her twin brother..." I reply while thinking out loud, recalling the movie's scenes.

"She also had to have her brother's back by pretending to be him."

"Right! She had to agree to cover for him while he was in London, so another goal was she wanted to be a believable guy so Sebastian wouldn't get in trouble," I write down more notes while we talk. "Okay. Then how do her actions affect the story or the goals of the other characters?"

"It caused more chaos that honestly could've been avoided if they were upfront about everything," Daniel replies with a frown. He looked so cute when he was focused.

"I absolutely agree."

"Honestly, Viola was doing too much just to impress some dude. If she liked Duke, all she had to do was be upfront and tell him, and stop covering for her brother," Daniel says while smacking his teeth.

I chuckle. "It wasn't just to impress a guy, but it was also for herself. She wanted to prove that she was a good soccer player, too, I guess. She was only looking out for Sebastian. When you think about it, she's a really good sister."

"I would never ask my sister to do something like that. That's just selfish..."

"I think it's sweet in a way, but I see your point."

"She didn't need to dress up as her brother and go to the extreme. When you think about it, all of the drama that happened between everyone was because of her..."

I nod my head in thought. "She has a good heart, but she wants to please everybody all the time... and because she lied, she made it that much harder for everyone else. I can relate to that..." I blank out while staring at my notebook, comparing my actions to Viola's. Because of a lie, she caused drama around her. I spread so many lies about myself and others, and it caused me a great relationship.

"I think this story was a good example of honesty is the best policy," Daniel replies while looking at me with empathetic eyes. "If she was upfront about everything and stopped the gimmicks, she could've avoided a lot of obstacles."

I gulp and nod my head, looking into Daniel's eyes. At that moment, I felt the urge to apologize again for hurting him in the past, lying to him, and lying to his friends. At that moment, I wanted to tell him the truth about my trauma... being assaulted... and ask if he would've still stayed by my side if I told him the true root of my pregnancy. If he knew that I didn't cheat on him and that the pregnancy wasn't a 100% lie, would we still be together?

"That's some good advice..." I force a grin while thinking to myself.

"I usually charge people $20 for it, but since you're my study partner... I'll give you a pass."

I chuckle at his joke which immediately forces me out of my own head. "You're so funny. I like that about you." At this remark, Daniel's eyes shoot up toward the ceiling in shock. "You know, I mean, it's a great trait for anyone to have... in general," I remark trying to make my comment seem as platonic as possible. I wasn't flirting at all, I just meant it as an innocent compliment. I wasn't confessing or anything.

He releases a sigh. "Ha..."

"Ahem. Anyway, it seems like we got the gist of this assignment. We just need to do some more outlining and character analysis..." I change subjects.

"Yeah. It's looking good so far. Thanks for agreeing to study today, because I'm not sure I'd be able to focus this weekend. I'm so tired," Daniel reveals while we put our notebooks into our backpacks, and he wipes the side of his face in exhaustion.

"No problem. I hope you can get some sleep this weekend. You have anything planned?" I ask while scanning his demeanor.

"Not really... but my family was gonna have, like, an early celebration outing for my birthday."

"Oh my gosh. Your birthday! I can't believe it's that soon already..."

"Yeah, so..."

"That sounds fun! It's on the 21st, right?"

"My birthday? Yeah." He tilts his head, a small smirk forming on his face. "I'm surprised you remembered..."

"Tuh! Of course. I mean, we did date not too long ago..."

"Right..." He releases a nervous chuckle.

There was a slight pause before I asked: "Are you... having a party to celebrate, or just hanging with family?"

"I am planning a party..." He nods, not breaking eye contact with me, while looking deep in thought. "Actually... I know we haven't talked much since... the break up... and honestly, I was a bit hesitant..."

"Hesitant about what?"

"But... fuck it. I was gonna invite you to my birthday party -- if you're interested..."

"Really? I'd love to go," I respond, feeling a bit surprised that he'd consider me worthy enough to hang out with him once again outside of school.

Daniel nods his head in a cool manner and grins. "Cool... I'll bring you an invitation on Monday."

"Great. That sounds good. Um, is there a dress code, or--?"

"Nah, it's casual. So wear whatever you want," he shrugs.

"Okay... I'm excited!" I release a giggle. "But can I ask? Why were you hesitant? Is it because of my parents? Or because... you know... the breakup?"

"I don't have a problem with your parents, or you. We've had our issues, but these past few weeks, I feel like we've slowly been able to put that behind us and become friendly again," Daniel grins. "And I don't want any more drama to ruin that."

"What drama would there be?" I ask, trying to think of any other possible reason... before it dawned on me. "Wait... is this possibly about Dana?"

He nods and sighs. "I invited her to the party. Also, I'm thinking of inviting Sam, too. Not that I really want to..."

"Oh... I see..." My stomach turns at this news. Everyone knows me and either girl don't have the best chemistry currently. And with Sam suddenly becoming my cousin, I'm not really sure how to approach her without feeling a bit awkward. But as long as everyone stays in their corners, all problems should be avoided. It's doable. Plus, I don't want some girls to ruin my chance at improving my relationship with Daniel. He invited ME to his birthday party along with everyone else. I shouldn't feel bad about that or made uncomfortable when I get there. "But that's no problem. We've had issues in the past, but it's nothing that can't be solved."

"Really?"

"Mhm. And if something does happen, I promise I won't light the fuse. Think of me as the human fire extinguisher, putting out flames one bratty teenager at a time." I say this proudly but cringe as I realize how stupid I sound. "That was corny, wasn't it?"

Daniel chuckles. "Nah, it's... you."

"Did you just call me corny?" I ask while raising an eyebrow.

"No. Never!"

I chuckle as I feel Daniel's eyes on me.

"Alright. Well. Today was fun. The field trip and this study session," Daniel sincerely says. "It feels like old times a little bit..."

I bat my eyelashes and tuck a stray hair behind my ear. "It does. It's nice."

After a few more seconds of comfortable silence, he stands to his feet and swings his backpack over his shoulder. I stand up and follow his movement, carefully gathering my belongings to get ready to go, even though I didn't want to. I felt like talking to him for a little bit more.

"Well... let's meet again next week maybe before we have to turn everything in--"

"Sounds great."

"Cool. Well, I'll check you later..."

"Okay. See you later," I waved him goodbye and stood by myself in the quiet corner of the library, smiling like a schoolgirl.

***

Tuesday arrives and we're supposed to meet in the library after school, but Daniel is out sick with a cold. He probably caught it after walking outside without a coat on during our field trip. Speaking of the field trip, I couldn't stop beaming just thinking about those hours that we spent together. It truly felt like me and Daniel were back to normal, back to being friends. In these last couple of days, I felt closer to him than ever before, and I built up the courage to take a risk, even if I might get rejected or look stupid. On this chilly Tuesday, I decided I'd go directly to Daniel's house and check on him, bringing along a goodie bag of medicine, tea, chocolates, and more in hopes of him feeling better.

When I rang the doorbell, it only took a couple of seconds before someone answered the door. And that someone was Daniel wearing a sweatshirt and grey sweatpants. His eyes, which were looking a bit droopy and tired, perked up at the sudden sight of me.

"Julie? What are you doing here?"

I wore a friendly smile as I greeted him. "Hi, Daniel. I'm sorry to come here unannounced, but when I found out you were sick, I had to check up on you. So I brought a few goodies to help you feel better. I hope you don't mind," I say as the wind outside starts to pick up speed, blowing my hair into my face.

"Oh... wow. You didn't have to come all the way here for that." An uncomfortable look appeared on his face.

"Honestly... I guess I was a little worried about how you were since you missed school. And I know we were supposed to study tonight, so... I figured it'd give me a chance to update you on the assignment and some other classwork that you missed," I explained while eagerly bouncing on my heels, an innocent pout on my lips.

Daniel nods his head after hearing my explanation, then double-takes at the small gift bag in my hands. "Are those caramels?"

I peep down into the bag, grinning. "Yep. Soft and hard. I also got some cough drops with elderberry, chamomile tea, an orange, a banana, and some fresh macaroons my mother's friend made..."

"Come inside," Daniel smiles.

I walk inside of his warm house as I follow him into his kitchen where I see a bowl of soup and a grilled cheese freshly prepared to eat.

"I was just about to eat..."

"Don't let me interrupt. Go ahead," I say as I set the gift bag of goodies on the counter.

"I was gonna go to my room, but it's not the cleanest right now. Lots of tissues. Is the living room okay?"

"Sure. Just pretend I'm not here. Do what you'd usually do..."

He nods while carrying his food into the living room and taking a seat on the couch. He turns on the TV as I sit beside him, providing enough space between us so that we can talk comfortably. I slip my coat off of my shoulders and cross my legging-covered legs as I turn my body towards him, fixing my hair in the process.

"So... how are you feeling?" I ask him.

"A little better since this morning. I slept all day... this is my first meal."

"Aw, really? Well, eat up."

"I'd love one of those caramels... something sweet sounds real good right now," he says while practically inhaling his soup. I nod my head and take out the bag of soft caramels, opening it and grabbing three to give to him. "Thanks..." He chuckles a bit. "I'm still kind of surprised you're here. You didn't have to come all this way for some homework. And I don't want you to catch my germs either."

"It's fine, really. Like I said... the assignment was kind of an excuse to see you..." I chuckle while looking down at my lap. I hear him clear his throat.

"So, uh... what did I miss?"

I fill him in on our writing assignment, letting him know that the first draft of the paper which includes each of our summaries has been all typed up with citations to follow. The only thing he needs to do is look over the paper and revise it, adding or subtracting things to make the paper flow better. I informed him that I'd email him a copy in case he was still out sick tomorrow so we could finish by Friday. After that, I quickly gave him a heads-up about the things he missed in Spanish class. He seemed genuinely appreciative of my efforts to keep him up to date, and I felt like a proud classmate and friend.

By the time I had caught him up, he'd finished his food and was tasting the soft caramels. As he popped the first one into his mouth, he closed his eyes and laid back on the couch, appearing blissful.

"This is so good..." he said.

I chuckled while fidgeting with his goodie bag in my lap. "I know, right? I used to love eating caramels growing up. I had the biggest sweet tooth."

"Man, me too. I could eat a whole pack of them if no one stopped me."

I laughed at his response. "So... what else do sick people do at home?"

Daniel opens his eyes. "We could watch a movie."

"Okay," I reply with a grin.

***

Halfway through the movie, I caught Daniel falling asleep. Even though the lights were out, he still looked so handsome sleeping so peacefully. I watched in amusement as his chest rose and fell in rhythm, and his jaw hung open a bit.

"So cute..." I whispered to myself while watching him. I wasn't sure if I should wake him up or let him sleep. I don't really wanna watch the rest of this movie by myself, and I feel like he'd feel bad if I let him sleep the whole time without telling him. So I muster up the courage to reach over and tap him on the shoulder a few times before he awakens.

"Hm...?" He mumbles.

"You fell asleep... you must've been tired."

"Ah, dang. Really?" He sits up while wiping the corners of his mouth and blinking back to reality. He rubs his eyes while groaning. "Was I snoring?"

"So loudly. I wasn't gonna say anything but..."

"Ah... that's embarrassing... I'm really sorry--"

I giggle. "I'm just kidding. You didn't snore. You were a peaceful pumpkin."

"Uh... I'm sorry. My head is killing me," he rubs his head with a painful look on his face, which causes me to go into worried mom mode.

"Oh no. Drink some water and take your medicine. You should go lie down," I suggest, feeling the urge to check his temperature with the back of my hand, but I don't.

"Mm... I think I need to."

"Go ahead. I'll help you."

I jump to my feet as he turns the TV off. I watch as he sets his empty bowl in the sink and then grabs a bottle of water from the countertop. I remind him of the medicine I brought him and he nods as I follow him upstairs to his bedroom. As he opens the door to his room, he stops, causing me to run into him.

"Agh, I forgot. My room's a mess..." He groans.

"Don't worry. You need to rest. Hurry! Go lie down," I say in a sweet but bossy voice.

As we stepped into his room, I spotted his trash can full of used tissues and his unmade bed with a black shirt and pair of boxers thrown on top. Daniel gasps and grabs his clothes, throwing them into his hamper that sat in one corner of his room. I laughed to myself as he sat on his bed, drinking his water and taking his medicine. He finally got underneath his covers after I told him the importance of staying warm; he groaned some more while rubbing his head.

"Ugh... I hate being sick."

"I know. Along with strawberry soda and people who whine..." I reply with a knowing grin. "I remember from that writing exercise we did. The top ten things we don't like."

Daniel frowns while looking up at me. "You remember that...? I barely remember that assignment."

"I always remember things about you..." I reply. The words so easily slipped off my tongue, causing me to blush at my own comment. "Uh... um, I also remembered something else that might make you feel better. "I rummage through his goodie bag and take out the box of macaroons with a smile. "Macaroons! Try one!"

"What flavor is it?"

"I have chocolate fudge, raspberry, lemon, cinnamon roll, pumpkin, and red velvet."

"Any of those sound good..." Daniel says with a sigh.

"It'll make you feel better. Here..." I grab a chocolate fudge macaroon out of the box and place it on his lips. "Bite." I say while making the biting motion with my teeth.

He takes a bite, seeming like he's half asleep, and chews. After a few seconds, he takes another bite as his face lights up. "This is really good... like really good."

"Thanks."

He takes the last bite and releases a sigh. "I think that did help. It feels like my headache went away."

"Good! You see?" I reply with a huge smile as he meets my eyes.

"Thanks for this, Julie..."

"No problem. That's what friends are for, right?"

"Right..." He slowly sits up in his bed and takes a swig of his water before searching my eyes for... something. I wasn't sure. But suddenly I felt self-conscious.

"Um, well, I'll set your goodie bag on your nightstand in case you want any more snacks. I should probably get going and let you rest some more."

"Yeah. I mean-- wait. Let me walk you out," he offers.

As he walks me down the stairs and to the front door, I fidget with my hands.

"Thanks again for the goodie bag."

"No problem."

"And the assignment updates."

"Of course."

He nods while staring intensely into my eyes again. "You kind of surprised me today... but in a good way."

"I did?"

"Yeah. You reminded me how caring you could be."

I chuckle while stuffing my hands into my coat pocket. "Well, I still am."

"I mean, you still are. I just haven't experienced it in a while... you know... not that you haven't been nice or caring to me in school or anything--"

"I know what you mean." I release a chuckle. "You're cute when you stumble over your words."

Daniel looks like a deer in headlights at my compliment but quickly chuckles to himself. "Oh... so you think I'm cute?"

I lift my eyebrow in a flirtatious way and reply, "Always. Some traits just never leave no matter how long it's been," I grin.

"I see..." Just then, Daniel's phone beeps. He reads the message on his phone and quickly clears his throat, his relaxed demeanor changing to a more serious one in seconds. "Um, anyway, thanks for coming over and checking on me. If I'm not in class tomorrow, I'll see you Thursday. Alright?"

"Oh, okay. Sure. I'll see you later then."

"Yeah. Bye!" He waves me off as I walk out of his house. Well, not sure what that was, but we were definitely having a moment, right? I felt some flirty vibes with him that I haven't felt since we were dating. It was exciting and nerve-wracking at the same time. Although it seems like we're officially friends again, I shouldn't get my hopes up. After all, it's not like he'd be interested in getting back together. It seems like he might have his eyes on someone else anyway...