A/N: Hey guys! One more chapter! Here we go!

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Chapter Four – Her True Special Someone

Luke

May

I walked over to the front desk of the museum, followed by a group of people.

"And that's everything, folks. To the right is the gift shop, if you'd like to check that out before you leave. I hope you enjoyed your time at the Historical Museum of Los Angeles. Any questions?" I waited, watching the group. It was a pack of high-schoolers, meaning a lot of them looked bored, with only one or two interested students. One of the bored ones raised their hands, and I had to suppress a sigh.

"Yes?" I asked, motioning to him.

"Does the gift shop sell those lollypops with the bugs inside?" he asked. The teacher glanced of at him with a scowl, but I forced a smile.

"Yep. We have all kinds of edible bugs in there."

"Sweet!"

The crowd surged towards the gift shop, leaving me alone at the front desk with the secretary. I sighed, shaking my head.

"Anyone else?" I asked, turning to her.

"Just one more group. A small one this time," she said, motioning towards a group of five. Taking a deep breath, I smiled and stepped forward, clasping my hands in front of me.

"Good afternoon, folks! I'm Luke Triton, your guide for today. Please, just call me Luke. Are you ready to get started?" I asked with a big, warm smile. While the group nodded and muttered confirmation, I quickly scanned them, trying to assess interest levels. This group didn't come on a field trip with school, they came on their own violation, meaning they wanted to be here. Most seemed interest, which was a good thing.

That's when I noticed the last person in the group. She was a little shorter then me, with light brown, wavy hair falling a few inches past her shoulders. Instead of what I was used to her wearing, she was in a white shirt with a dark purple, short sweater over and a matching skirt. She still wore her light blue Magatama though. Her big, gray eyes met mine, and her she blushed slightly.

"Mr. Triton?" one of the other guest asked, reclaiming my attention.

"Please, just call me Luke," I said with a warm smile. "Right this way."

I lead the group through the different exhibits, aware of Pearl's eyes on me the entire time. I made sure not to stumble over my words though as I told the group about the wonders of recorded, discovered history, until, finally, we were back at the front desk.

"And that's everything, folks. To the right is the gift shop, if you'd like to check that out before you leave. I hope you enjoyed your time at the Historical Museum of Los Angeles. Any questions?" I asked with a smile.

A few hands rose, and I answered the questions before letting them go to the gift shop.

One person stayed behind.

"Pearl," I said with a small smile. "This is different," I said as I gestured to her outfit.

"Do you not like it?" he asked, suddenly looking self-conscious.

"No! That's not what I… I mean yes. I like it. I was just surprised, that all," I stammered, feeling my cheeks go red. Her own face turned red as well. The soft sound of the secretary's giggling bought me back down to earth, reminding where we were at. "Um… let me go… punch out…. Here." I pulled my car keys out of my pocket, handing them over. "I'll be right out, okay?"

"Alright," Pearl said with a smile, slipping out of the museum. I spun on my heel and swiftly walked towards the Employees Only section. There, I changed out of the slacks and button up shirt and back into my own jeans, white undershirt, and blue sweater, donning my blue cap. I then walked back out to my car and found Pearl sitting in the passenger side, listening to music. I chuckled and walked over, getting in the driver's side.

"Hey you," I said. She smiled warmly at me, her cheeks tinged pink.

"Hi," she said shyly. I looked at her, surprised. Pearl was never shy around me.

"Everything okay?" I asked, leaning forward to start the car. The engine turned over twice before finally catching. I frowned slightly at the steering wheel. I'll have to get that looked at.

"Yes. Oh, I figured out the riddle!" she said excitedly.

"The riddle?"

"Yes! 'What falls, but never breaks. What breaks, but never falls,'" she recited.

"Oh!" I said, remembering the riddle I'd given her seven years ago. I then realized something.

I'd told the same riddle to a few of my friends, and the three girls I'd dated, but no one had figured it out.

"The first answer is Night, and the second is Day. Nightfall! Daybreak! Am I right?" she asked excitedly. My heart did a back flip. I had feelings for Pearl before, it was true, but if there was one thing I was really attracted to, it was a girl who could solve puzzles and riddles.

"Yeah. You're right," I said, glancing over at her with a smile. Pearl grinned hugely.

Silence fell between us as we drove. I didn't even have a destination in mind, but it was better then sitting in the museum's parking lot.

"Pearl," I began.

"Luke," she said, at the same time. We chuckled, blushing.

"You first," she said. I shook my head.

"Nope. A true gentleman always lets a lady go first," I said. I heard the softest huff from her, which I found adorable.

"Well… I was just thinking... when we were younger, we seemed a lot closer…" she said.

"Heh, right," I said with a soft sigh. "we both got so busy though," I said.

"Then we started dating."

"But we were always there for each other, no matter what," I said.

"That's true," she said with a smile, looking out the window. I noticed a park and turned into the parking lot there.

"Come on," I said, getting out and opening her door. Surprised, she let me help her out of the car.

"The park?" she asked.

"It's a nice enough day. Let's go for a walk," I suggested, pointing towards a path. She laughed slightly.

"Okay."

Silence fell between us again, this time not as comfortable, at least for me, as before. My stomach was acting like a sea at storm and my palms were clammy.

"So, what were you going to say earlier?" Pearl asked. I fiddled with the hem of my sweater, remembering what I Ben yesterday.

I don't want to make it awkward between us. She's my best friend.

"Luke?" Pearl asked.

"Well… I just… um…" I stopped walking, staring at my shoes, suddenly overcome with shyness, something I hadn't felt since middle school. "I just… if the answer is no… I don't want things to be awkward, but uh… um… well…" I took a deep breath, steeling myself and looking up.

"I have feelings for you, Pearl. I've had these feelings for a while, but I've been worried. Scared that you didn't feel the same, and that if I voiced these feelings, things would get awkward between us. That's why I tried dating other girls, but… I can't ignore it anymore. I want to be with you." Well, if she says no, things definitely won't get awkward now, I thought to myself sarcastically. All I wanted to do was ask her out on a simple date, not give her this whole speech about my feelings for her. Now I just wanted to curl up in a hole and die.

"Luke… are you asking me out on a date?" Pearl asked shyly. "Because… she glanced down at her feet before looking up at me, taking my clammy hand. "I've have feelings for you too." She giggled at herself. "I'd get so jealous when you dated other girls. So, if you're asking me out on a date, then the answer is yes." She stretched up onto her tippy-toes and kissed my cheek before letting go of my hand and hugging me. I looked at the top of her head, surprised, before hugging her tightly back, the storm in my stomach moving to my heart.

"Oh. Heh. Well then… What should we do for out first date?"

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A/N: And the completion of another story has come. Aren't they cute?

And what Pearl is wearing (the "sweater" thing) is a cardigan. Luke, of course, wouldn't know the term for it.