I gaped at the guy in front of me; letting his words sink into my head. He liked me? Me. No one ever liked me before! I was perfectly fine being the quiet, smart girl, but now someone likes me? This is ridiculous. I must've misunderstood his words because well, I don't have strong hearing like other people!

Haha!

Haha.

Ha… ha.

Okay, that wasn't funny at all. Damien kept staring at me, waiting for a response to his delusional statement. I woke up from my trance and opened my mouth to speak.

"Ah… Um… Cool!" I said merrily, a fake grin on my face. Damien just stared at me.

"… Cool?" He said, with a tinge of sadness in his voice.

I didn't know what to say. What was I supposed to do? Say that I like him back? Do I like Damien? I don't know. I don't want to upset him, but I can't lie and say I do. The bell rang, and I had to escape.

I stood up quickly and sprinted out the door, leaving Damien speechless.

Finally, after a long, long day, school ended, and now I can enjoy the comfort of my home without all the drama. Why must this be so complicated? As I set foot off of campus, I saw a blondie and a dude swapping spit with each other. Gross. I grimaced as I passed them. As I did, I swore I could've heard the guy say:

"Mm, Dani…"

I paused for a moment and shook my head. I haven't seen Dani since our fight, if you could call it that since I was the one yelling at her. So it couldn't be her. I must be really worried about her to be hearing her name everywhere.

When I got home I was tempted to call Damien, but what was I supposed to say? It was going to be a very awkward phone call at that, but I have to do it. I grabbed my cell phone and slowly skimmed through my address book and found Damien's name. I gulped and closed my eyes when I clicked the call button.

I waited for him to pick up, but it went straight to voicemail. I looked at the cell phone with a wistful look and decided to leave a voicemail.

"Hey, it's Damien! Well, uh, I'm not here right now, so uh, leave a voicemail, yo." I couldn't help but giggle at that. "So yeah. Please leave a message after the beep."

After the beep, I finally got the nerve to speak into the phone.

"Um, hey Damien. I really want to talk to you. So, call me back and I'll be um, waiting. Well, I'm not like looking at the phone every minute, but you know what I mean! Haha! Oh, haha. … I'll just hang up now." I hung up and realized how stupid that voicemail was.

I sighed and fell back on my bed with sadness weeping through my mind and body. Maybe I should try and call Dani? I picked up my cell again and decided to call her and apologize for being a bitch today.

My call went straight to voicemail. Again?! Where is everyone? I feel hopeless now. Everyone's ignoring me and everybody hates me. I know! I'll call Trevor! The only guy who actually wants to talk to me.

I waited for him to hopefully pick up.

"Hey Kelly!" He picked up! Yay!

"Hi Trevor! I'm happy you answered." I said shyly.

"Oh really? I feel quite special now," Trevor said in a teasing voice and chuckled.

"Because you are special Trev!" I teased back and grinned. That was also the first time I ever called him 'Trev.' Well, I think so.

"So, what's up?" He asked, changing the subject.

"Um, being glum about people not answering their phones and sending me straight to voicemail. Why does everyone suddenly hate me? You know what, if I go commit suicide right now, everyone would be celebrating and dancing on my grave sucking lollipops without me!" I said miserably, yet jokingly.

Trevor chuckled softly. "No one hates you, Kell. Don't sweat about it."

I was quite upset that he said that. I just realized now that Trevor isn't really the guy-to-go-to-when-you're-upset type of guy. Trevor is the typical laidback dude who just goes with the flow and doesn't stress. Even though I'm not so much of a 'fan' of that trait about him, I'm glad Trevor has at least one flaw about him.

"I guess," I murmured quietly.

Trevor shouted something that I assumed wasn't directed at me and then spoke into the phone.

"Hey, my mom wants me to do something now, so I got to go now. I had a nice chat with you and I'm glad you called. And maybe those people that you called just coincidentally weren't there. It's not that much of a big deal. Anyways, I'll see you tomorrow, bye!" Then Trevor ended his call without another word.

"Bye." I muttered bitterly into the wordless phone.

The next day, I fast-walked towards my first class. I was too caught up in my thoughts earlier when I was walking to school to realize I was moving at a snail's pace. I never did end up receive a call from Damien last night which made me disappointed. I don't blame him though.

My class number came into view, and no one was standing outside which meant the late bell had already rang. Dang it! I'm late which means the teacher will not take it lightly. I cracked open the door slowly since they were watching a movie, but I still caught the attention of everyone. The teacher looked up from her paperwork when she saw me, and I gulped.

"Um, here's my late slip." I whispered, handing her the slip.

"Thank you, just sit down in your seat." The teacher said and threw the note carelessly into the trashcan.

Seriously, that's a waste of paper! What's the point to need one if you're just going to throw it away? I'm not going to go into a full rant about it, so I'll just shut up now.

I settled into my seat and saw Sydney looking half asleep on her desk. When she saw that I was looking at her, she immediately glared at me hard which made me quickly sit in my seat.

"Hey Kell! Sit over here!" Trevor whisper-yelled and patted the seat next to him in my English class. I looked over and saw Damien was sitting next to him, slouching in his chair and looking bored as ever.

I had no choice, but to sit next to Trevor. Yet again, he started rambling on and on about some weird subject. Flaw number dos, Trevor cannot keep his stupid mouth shut! I bet he can't go one day without talking at full speed.

"Kell? You there?" Trevor whispered towards me and I put on a big grin while grinding my teeth.

"Yes, of course." I stated and he went back into rambling mode again. I sighed, and I wish I could've sat next to Damien, but he was probably mad at me. I wouldn't blame him.

The teacher started assigning partners for some project, and I really hoped I wouldn't get Damien. Oh how cliché and ironic that would be. I also hope I wouldn't get Trevor.

Woah.

Did I just say that?

…

Just last week I was all over him, but now… now Trevor's just plain annoying. I mean, he's nice and cool and all, but what do I actually like about him? He's definitely not the sensitive and sympathetic type. Not the mysterious and quiet sort of guy. Not the 'polite' type of guy either.

Then . . .

What do I actually like about Trevor?

I spent the rest of the class thinking about him. No, not in a lovey-dovey type of way, but in a serious way. I think I need to spend more time with Trevor to decipher my actual feelings for him. Thank goodness I didn't get him or Damien as a partner.

Then the bell rang, and as I was packing up, I saw a pair of feet before me. I looked up and saw Damien, with a not-so-happy look on his face.

"Um, hey Damien." I swallowed and quickly packed up. My hands were shaking violently for some reason. What if he murders here right here and now? What if he slaps me across the face and calls me a beotch? Oh, what if he's here to send me to Mars to suffocate me and aliens would kidnap me to Pluto, which isn't even a planet anymore, and zap me with their laser beam eyes and scream, "THIS IS ALL FOR YOU, DAMIEN!" and give out an evil laugh while eating tortillas and dancing the Caramelldansen*?

I have quite the imagination, don't I? Hehe.

"Hey, can I borrow your notes for the test on Friday?" He asked bluntly.

Damien didn't send me to space! Oh my, this is a miracle! And he's actually talking to me! Oh, happy days, happy days!

"What?" Damien said with a quizzical look.

"Uh, did I say that out loud?" I blushed a bright red and got up from the ground. Wait, why was I on the ground?

"Um, kind of." He said with small smirk. Is he actually smiling? Is the world coming to an end? It's the apocalypse! Help, help! The world is about to explode!

I should really lay off the sweets.

As I was walking home after school, I saw Trevor leaning against the wall with his backpack shrugged onto his shoulder. I laughed at the little sixth grade girls walking by and gawking at him. As soon as Trevor saw me, his face lit up and he gave me a big grin.

"Hey, you!" Trevor said and walked toward me.

"Did you forget my name or something?" I said teasingly.

"You caught me." He sighed and shook his head. I punched his shoulder and laughed.

"So, what's up?" I asked as we started walking together.

"Nothing much. Hey, have you talked to Dani lately?" Trevor asked with a concerned look. Woah, he actually cared?

I sighed and looked down at my feet. "No, I haven't. In English she barely looked at me. I feel horrible."

"Aw, don't be Kell! Dani will come around. She's probably just a stubborn nut that's hard to crack. Wait, did that make any sense? I'm not the brightest crayon in the box you know! Wait; is that the right way to say it? Ah, I'm confused now!" Trevor pouted and looked down at the ground with his hands shoved in his pockets. I laughed amusingly. I must admit he does look cute like that.

"You're such a silly kid, Trevor." I teased and ruffled his hair.

"I'm a kid at heart!" Trevor said loud and proud. He put a hand on his heart and pretended to wipe a tear for emphasis.

I started laughing like a mad man. Maybe that's what I liked about Trevor. He was funny, and he could always make me smile.

"Hey, Trevor." I said, and he looked down at me (I'm short, okay?).

"Yes, Kelly?" Trevor asked me.

"You're an awesome friend." I whispered and blushed, but he still heard me. He put an arm around my shoulders, surprisingly, and I could feel his warmth around me.

"You're awesome too, Kell." Trevor whispered too and smiled down at me.

I laid my head against his shoulders and nosy kids looked at us, but I didn't care. Trevor was incredible, and I don't care what others think of me. But one person who saw us did catch my eye.

Damien.

And he didn't look too happy to see us.

A/N: No reviews? Aw, I'm sad now. Was it because I was gone for so long? Man, I feel horrible now! Please, please review! I hope I still have at least SOME readers! Well, besides that, I hope you liked this chapter. School has started, so I won't have a lot of time to write anymore. But I promise I WILL try to write some chapters on the weekends. Sorry it took so long to put up this chapter.

Also, I do not own Caramelldansen in any way. I just wanted to say that.

Always,

xlovextimesx. (don't know when I'm going to change it, haha!)