'Okay then, hmm...' that voice again... ugh! It's too distracting! I could fall asleep listening to that 'hmm' on repeat. Or anything else he says. Or I could just fall asleep next to him. That would be much bet- woah, Jessie. Get a hold of yourself!

Jace raised an eyebrow. Oh, those dark eyebrows... I could just get lost in them... what. 'Well?' I shut my hanging mouth 'Huh? What?' Jace laughed and I tried to regain my pride 'Glad I amuse you.' I said dryly. Or tried. What could I do, I had a clear view of his silver eyes...

Since when was I so... that type of mind?

'What's your favorite hobby, or hobbies?' he put his elbow on the table and rested his chin on his palm. I remembered when I painted him in the park. I smiled slightly. 'I love painting.' Wait, isn't this too much like Jessie instead of Allyn? 'And photography.' I added quickly 'I love photography a lot.' Am I too obvious? Yes, you fool.

'Oh, I had a friend once, who also loved painting.' Jace said, a smile on his face now. I nodded nervously. Why am I suddenly so stupid? No, not suddenly. I've always been stupid. 'I knew a girl who loved painting too. She painted me once.' He's talking about me... 'Yeah, if I remember correctly, which I probably do cause I can never forget her, I was thirteen and she was only 12 but her painting was breathtakingly real.' He'll never forget me...?

'What about you?' I tried to shift his attention and forget about the ton of guilt that had decided to show up. 'You have any hobbies?' He played the guitar. 'I used to play the guitar.' He said, his smile suddenly not so happy. 'Used to?' 'Well, yeah, I wasn't that good anyway, so I just decided that there's not much use.' What? He was bloody brilliant at that guitar!

'Right, your turn, Allyn.' He changed the subject. Well he succeeded as I was lost at what to ask him. Here, Jace, the dream guy of so many girls, the hottest adonis I have ever seen, was sitting right in front of me and the endless types of questions I could ask him. So many girls would kill for this. And I was totally blank. I wondered what I even studied for when I was so dumb when I actually needed to use my brain.

I went with the cliché truth or dare question. 'Er... who was your first crush?' I know. Don't judge me, I was about to hyperventilate because of the pressure. Jace raised his eyebrow again and tried not to laugh. I could just hear him saying Really, Jessie? Of all questions, that's the one you chose? I tried not to hit myself.

'Nice question,' Jace you so didn't have to say that 'Remember I told you about that girl who painted me? I think she's my first.' He ducked his head slightly and I noticed the tips of his ears turning a darker shade. O.M.G. Guys, Jace just blushed. Oh, My God. 'Actually,' he avoided my eyes in this totally cute way that I had to resist myself from squealing 'I think she's the only one. I never really liked anyone else.' My beat skipped a heart. Huh. It actually has a ring to it... hmm.

Jace just said that he only ever liked me. Me. He liked me when- 'Okay, then!' Jace said out loud, stopping my train of thought 'Your turn to answer that question. Your first crush?' Wait. That means he doesn't like me. Huh. Well, he doesn't like me now. He doesn't like who I am now? Does he still like Jessie? But if he does, why doesn't he like me? Me as Allyn? My chest hurt and I looked at the cup of pepsi. What if he does...?

I gulped. I am so dead. How do I tell him? It's you, you human boy. How do I tell him that. 'Oh, mine? Pfft, it's no one interesting. Next question!' I put the cup near Jace as a distraction. I tried, alright? Jace didn't buy it though and I quickly made something up. 'It was this guy named uh, Daniel, and uh he used to play the... er flute to me when we were um in grade 6? Yeah, uh when we were in grade 6. Yep, he was very... cute.' I hope the washroom here doesn't stink cause I think I'm gonna hide there for an hour or so, so that I don't have to face Jace. Jace nodded 'Flute, huh. That's cool.' I nodded too 'Yeah, he played that Titanic song very well.' Shut up, Jessie.

'Alright, next question: do you dance?'

Wow. That question...

'Yeah, actually not really. There's this one song that I and my mom had come up with a choreography for...' Mom... 'Oh...' Jace suddenly became quiet, as if giving me my space to remember her. Not like Allyn's parents are dead. Why is he suddenly so silent? They live somewhere in a small town, miles away. It's Jessie's parents that have passed away. Sometimes, I feel like he treats me like Jessie, even though I already told him I'm not her. Rephrase: Even though I've already lied to him about it. 'Which song is it?' he asked, snapping me out of my thoughts again. Which song? 'It was a song called Queen, by Stephen Jerzak.'

Jace nodded, as if memorizing the name of the song and the singer. Let's just hope he doesn't ask me to dance for him. Pfft, as if he would, Jessie. He doesn't care about it. 'I don't really dance.' He answered before I could ask. 'Why not?' I questioned and he looked away, his ears turning red again. OKAY! Where the heck is my camera? He's blushed twice already! I just want to aww at him.

'Actually, it's related to a bad incident but in the end, I don't dance anymore.' He wasn't willing to speak much about it, making me even more curious. One day, Jace. One day, I will find out all your secrets! Cue evil laugh here. Pfft.

My thoughts were interrupted again by two girls sitting in a nearby table. They were whispering about Jace's hotness. I didn't have to eavesdrop to be able to hear them, really. I noticed Jace tense up a bit and he was not turning towards them. How uncomfortable it must feel. Suddenly, I was overcome with a feeling of annoyance. The effect was so strong and sudden; I didn't know what came over me. I resisted the strong urge to glare at the girls. Woah... what's happening?

Am I actually being protective of this human boy...?

No, this is silly. A crush is nothing, just slight happiness at seeing him but now am I actually developing other feelings as well? That's not possible. No way. I haven't even rejected Noah, nor has he officially rejected me. Technically, this is not even possible, to actually like like someone else. Werewolves get crushes all the time, be it a celebrity or that cute boy you saw in the mall, but that's it. Nothing more. No physical attraction... like the goosebumps. I went through the list in my head. Do I think about him a lot? Yes. Can I recognize him in a crowd? Yes. Do I care about what he thinks of me? Yes. Do I feel sad when we part? All those nights we spent together decorating the props... I actually did feel lonely when we had to say goodbye. My eyes widened. Do I get jealous or protective easily? Like I am doing now...

Well, damn.

But still! How can this be possible? It's just a tiny crush, nothing else. It must be.

'Should I do it?' One of the girls said to the other, her voice already annoying me. 'Yeah, do it!' the other one, who had bright rainbow colored nail polish –and I actually liked it- replied and I wondered what they were talking about. I know, I know; not my business. But hey, they were gossiping about Jace a few minutes ago, what if they are still talking about him?

I was right. From the corner of my eye, I noticed the girl look at Jace, and glance at me. 'But he already has a girl!' She whispered furiously to her friend. Damn right, he has a girl. I smirked... until the rainbow nails girl opened her mouth 'No way, they don't look like they're dating. Look, they're barely looking or talking to each other. Besides, that girl doesn't at all look good enough for him. I mean, look at her clothes!' Well. That hurt my pride. I wondered how long it would take me to take this cup of Pepsi and pour it all over them both.

The other girl nodded 'You're right. Look at them both, there's no attraction in their body language at all. And that girl? Even my grandmother wouldn't be caught dead in that shirt.' My mouth fell open. Hey, I actually saved up to buy this shirt! I almost turned towards them to answer back but as soon as I opened my mouth, Jace stuffed a French fry in it, catching me off guard. What? I stared at him. He winked –YES HE WINKED AND OH MY GOD I LOVED IT- and the words he said almost made me fall off my seat.

'Isn't this date better than our last, love?' I continued staring, and forgot to chew my fry, which Jace himself had put into my mouth. Jace nodded slowly, motioning me to go along with it.

'Oh, right, absolutely, Love.' I blinked. A smile automatically made its way to my lips. I can't believe this. I resisted the urge to laugh, looking at Jace's face. For a split second, he was actually surprised to hear that from my mouth. From the corner of my eye, I saw the girls. Their mouths were open. Jace grinned 'It's so nice to finally be with you again. It's been so long since we last-' he coughed and pretended to look around in case anyone heard his 'slip-up'. He caught the girls looking at him and gave them a smile. They blushed. Oh, my God, this is hilarious. I couldn't stop myself from grinning and took the last bite of my burger. 'Are they joking or something?' the rainbow nails girl whispered. Oh, you want more?

I took a French fry and sweetly told Jace to open up his mouth 'Say "aah", darling!' Jace sneakily made a throwing up motion before eating the fry. It was too difficult not to laugh anymore. Until I got dissed, that is. 'That girl is just so fake!' I wanted to ask her just who exactly she was talking about when Jace quickly dipped a fry into ketchup and stuffed it lovingly into my mouth. Well, saying that just sounds so weird. I fake smiled and looked at my plate. 'Let's go home, already,' I thought to myself. Well, I didn't want to go home anymore after what Jace did next.

Jace looked at my face as if he spotted something new. He pointed a finger to his upper lip. Wait... does he want me to kiss him? I blushed, tomato red. I gave him a confused look, as in 'What are you trying to say?' He just repeated the same action and I shrugged in a confused way. There's no way he actually wants me to kiss him... right? I mean, I know we're acting like love birds and all, but a kiss? Isn't that a bit much?

He leaned forward and motioned me to come closer. My heart skipped multiple beats. Well, that's what it felt like, anyway. Jace, even though you are super cute and I want to kiss you too, it's not right if we do actually kiss just to prank them. I want my kiss to be real and full of true love and he should be looking into my eyes and I should be shy and he should hold my chin and make me face him and I'll be like 'Oh no, monsieur, I am not ready.' and he will be like 'Yes, you are, mon amour. Don't worry, for I will be gentle' and he will move closer and closer... I moved closer to Jace. Hey, I swear but it was his eyes that hypnotized me. It was not my intention to move forward. Nope, not at all.

Like the idiot I was, I moved a little closer than I needed to, then realized what Jace actually meant by that gesture. 'There's a little ketchup, just above your lip.' He said, trying not to laugh at me. Ketchup? So he was talking about ketchup all this time? Are you kidding me? I even fantasized about that French-

Realizing what happened –a bit too late, as always- I immediately blushed as red as a tomato; Jace probably couldn't spot the ketchup anymore cause my face must have been as red as that anyway.

I pinched my arm under the table as punishment, out of embarrassment and immediately put my hands all over my face, trying to get rid of that darn ketchup.

I can't believe this. I thought we were gonna kiss! How can I just do that! Without any proper confession, or any sign of that feeling, how did I just turn to this hormonal teenage girl who has no control over her desires? Oh, hold on... I am a hormonal teenage girl who has no control over her desires. Huh?

Jace couldn't control his laugh anymore, and I just glared at him, trying to hide my embarrassment. Ugh, Jessie, you're so stupid. It was hard not to stare at Jace while he laughed like that though... I shook my head and continued my search for the ketchup on my face. Ugh, how big is my face exactly? Why can't I find it... Oh, Jace stopped laughing. He looked at me, and with a smile, extended his hand towards my face. Wait... his hand is coming closer and closer... huh? 'Let me do it.' He said and I blinked. Is he gonna touch my face? Okay, that's good. It's normal. He's so polite. I bet anyone else would do it too. Why am I getting excited? I almost gasped out loud. What's wrong with my body? If Jace sees these goosebumps... well that'll be embarrassing. I braced myself for his touch. Wait, why do I have to brace myself for his touch?

Jace leaned closer and his thumb wiped away the ketchup which was actually on my upper lip, while his index finger acted as a cushion for my chin. He was holding me as if he's going to kiss me...

I had stopped breathing a long time ago and didn't start inhaling even after he was back in his seat, across from me, a table safely between us. Then I took a long breath which was pretty loud. That made me dizzy and definitely added to my embarrassment.

Wow.

Is this what they call being turned on? I blushed again. Go away, dirty thoughts.

I took a few napkins and stretched my hand towards Jace, gesturing him to take them, to clean up the ketchup from his thumb. I doubt I could speak anymore. He looked at the tissues and shrugged 'Don't need to waste food, Love.' And he put his finger in his mouth. I gasped. Yep, it was an audible one. I know, embarrassing but excuse me, isn't this an indirect kiss? Jace and I just had an indirect kiss. Immediately, I had to remember this kiss Jace and I had when we were younger. Ugh, stop it Jessie. No, stop it Allyn. You're not Jessie anymore. I mean, I'm not Jessie anymore. Goodness, Jace, what have you done to me? Jace took a napkin himself and wiped his hands. Then he looked up at me and winked, with a very sexy smile. That was...

Seductive.Too much.I think I need a doctor.Great, now that's song's in my head.

I took a shaky breath. Am I too young to be seduced? I resisted the urge to clutch my heart. I mean, I'm seventeen, but... and I haven't even read Fifty Shades of Grey yet and- OH MY GOD. I just realized I have a friend called Grey. Oh, my God. I've seen the trailer and... woah. Imagine Grey doing all that to a girl! I blushed. This stupid organ in my chest likes dirty things too much.

From the corner of my eye, looked at the table of those two girls again and I was surprised. They weren't there anymore. I turned my head to see better and I saw them, alright. They were leaving out the door. Their faces were bright red.

'They're gone.' Jace sighed and I turned back to him. He leaned back and relaxed a bit more. I nodded and managed a 'Phew', wiping the invisible sweat on my eyebrow. Jace's smile was back, and that really bad –for my heart- seductive expression was gone and I was both sad and glad about that.

My phone buzzed right on time and I reached out for it. I had put it closer to Jace as my side of the table was occupied by a tray full of tasty goodies while he only had a McFlurry Oreo. Now, I regret that decision.

As I stretched my hand out towards my precious phone, due to my shakiness (for which I totally blame Jace, by the way) I hit the Pepsi cup accidently and it tipped over, spilling the dark goodness all over the table. Also right on Jace.

We both immediately stood up and my mouth fell open at the sight. There was Pepsi on Jace's pants, and the drink had also seeped through his jacket, deep into his shirt. Jace was brushing his shirt and pants when I took a bunch of tissues and jumped to his rescue. Ahem. As if I wasn't the reason for this accident in the first place. Anyway, I tried.

And made it worse. For me.

'J-Allyn, it's alright!'

'No, Jace, let me help, I am so sorry!'

'Allyn, I haven't felt this cold in a while so it's not too bad. You can stop now.'

Nope, I have to be the idiot I am. 'No, Jace I am so sorry about this. You try to help me and this is what I do. I am so sorry!'

'Allyn, it's-'

There I was, with a bunch of tissues in my hand, rubbing them all over Jace's torso without a care, not even stopping when he told me that it was okay, it's alright, when I noticed that a waitress had witnessed everything and was staring at us both with her mouth open. I was going to snap at her to stop staring when I realized what she was actually staring at. I wish I hadn't. Actually, I wish I hadn't done anything. I wish I hadn't offered Mrs. C for shopping. I wish I hadn't let Jace come with me. I wish we hadn't come here. I wish the phone wouldn't have rung. I wish I was more careful. I also wish I had more than a peanut sized brain. I followed the gaze of the waitress which led to my hand with the tissues, which was currently located on a rather... uncomfortable area... for Jace. And me. But more for him.