Time passed, and me and Alejandro were officially over Justin and Courtney. It still kinda hurt to see them together. There was nobody in the world who would be close to what Justin and Courtney were to us, and there never would. We tried dating again, but all of the attempts were disasterous.
"I'm not sure if we should keep going with this..I'm not sure if we'll find anyone at this rate." I sighed.
"Quizá.." Alejandro twiddled with his fingers. "We're not getting anywhere.."
He sighed sadly. I began to smile, remembering something I used to do to Damien when he was sad.
I reached over and poked Alejandro's stomach.
"What are you doing??" He grinned widely; I could tell he was about to laugh.
"Making you laugh, silly." I giggled.
"I-I'm not....HAHAHAHAHAHA!!"
My friend doubled over and started giggling like a schoolgirl. He held his rib cage and laughed--really, really hard.
"I-I can't breathe...!! H-Heather--! I-I need-HAHAHA-oxygen!!"
I stared at Alejandro, giggling, then falling onto the floor and laughing uncontrollably.
"N-never do that again....!" He started to regain his breath.
"I-I won't..." I replied.
"Okay...now that we're done with the laughing-induced murder attempt, should we get some lunch?"
"Sure."

"Ugh!" I grimaced as I took a bite of my Super Burger. "This is awful!"
A waiter walked by us, smiling rather widely. "You want dessert?"
"Yes, please; I hear your vanilla cake is really good, señora," Alejandro said. I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"Sure,"
"You've still got it," I grinned at my friend. "I'm going to go to the bathroom, okay?"
I smiled and walked away.
"Ah!"
I flinched.
I heard moaning noises coming from the bathroom. I walked past a few stalls, and heard the sounds coming from the last one.
"J-Justin..!"
I froze. Was that...Courtney? Then I remembered him rejecting me. Is this what Justin turned me down for? Some stuck up CIT who cares about nobody but herself?
"Get out of here, you dumb bitch!"
I heard Justin's voice, and more moaning. I ran out the door, crying. I didn't notice my feet, and tripped on the ground. For a few seconds I layed there in tears.
"Heather..?"
I looked up. Alejandro was staring down at me, looking worried. I immediatley jumped up and wiped my tears. "W-we're leaving!"
"Wait, what happened?" He asked, grabbing my wrist.
"Let's..just go!"
"Heather-"
I broke down, tears flowing down my face. "Justin and Courtney..they were...they were having..." I sobbed more and more with each word. Alejandro looked shocked for a while.


I didn't know what to do or say at the moment. I just took Heather by the shoulders and let her cry, soothing her as I did.
"Don't cry, chica, it's alright.."
I took her into my arms, and walked her home. Her uncontrolable weeping had been reduced to small, even sobs and whimpers.
"You going to be alright, Heath?" I pushed a strand of hair out of her face.
"Y-yeah..I-I guess.."
I set her down on the porch, sighing. "This is hard and easy to beileve at the same time..."
"I guess so.."
"Good thing it's Spring Break weekend, though."
"Uh huh.."
I stood up and walked into Heather's house. "I'm going to get something to drink; you need anything?"
"No.." She replied, wiping her eyes.
I looked sadly at her as I turned to the door.
Then something hit me.
I called Heather "chica".
That name only goes to my crushes (and there aren't even that many).

It was about a few hours later when I noticed I had fallen asleep and Heather was still outside.
"Hey, uh..." I walked outside, carrying a blanket. "Cold?"
"Yes, a lot." Heather answered, glaring at me slightly.
"Sorry."
I wrapped the blanket around her, and looked up at the sky.
The moon was beautiful; it shone brightly among the stars, which twinkled like diamonds.
I glanced at Heather; her dark gray eyes were sparkling, and her hair was glowing. The moonlight made her look more..beautiful.
"I was thinking...that the gods made this moon just for us.." She mumured.
"Really?" I asked.
"Yeah..they know we're going through a lot right now, and I guess this is the way of saying it'll be okay."
"Maybe..or maybe it's admiring us.."
I started to think, think about how I denied liking Heather "that way". Owen and I were watching TDWT one day, and any time we saw Duncan and Gwen hitting it off, he'd say, "That'll be you and Heather one day,"
I also heard on a blog, "Nowadays Alejandro and Heather have become a Spanish/Asian version of Duncan and Gwen. Not that I'm complaining; they're so cute!"
I shrugged those things off. Heather and I had become friends, sure, but only friends.
Now I'm wondering how the heck I feel about her.


I will not regret admitting I have gotten more and more drawn to Alejandro with every time I see him.
I'm sad when he's sad, I'm happy when he's happy, we've been unseperable for what has been a long time.
Sometimes we get a little too close, but it's all coincidential; sometimes-I'm embarassed to say-I get lost in those green eyes...
There is a possibility that deep down I sorta have a crush on him.
But we could never escalate our relationship; we're not as predictable as Duncan and Gwen are.
I let my head fall to his shoulder; this was one of those accidental moments, but right now I like being so close to him.
I felt my heart beat faster, and a content sigh escaped her lips.
Is this really true?
Could Alejandro really be..a little more than a friend...?