Yes, I changed the name and description. Sorry about that. I had figured out what I wanted for the beginning, but the end wasn't solid. That description and name went along better with what I'm going to do than the other one. It's also kind of short... :P K, so nobody is perfect.

Did this instead of working on my other stories, which I really should. Oops.

"After I gave him back his glasses, he told me that I was pretty," Aelita grinned as she recounted the story to her friends.

"You're kidding!" Emily giggled. Aelita shook her head.

"I told him thanks, and then asked if he wanted to be my best friend. He said yes. We still are, to this day," she smiled, looking over to the table where Jeremy was talking to his friends. Aelita was now sixteen, having turned it some months previously, and Jeremy was now also sixteen. It was lunchtime at their high school.

"You think he still has a crush on you?" asked Jennifer, always one for romance.

"It's not like that, Jen, and you know it," Aelita smiled as she kept staring at Jeremy. "We're just good friends."

"Sure you are," Lucy drawled. Jeremy caught Aelita's gaze and instantly smiled, waving. Aelita noticed he blushed slightly when she waved back.

"Jeremy and Aelita, sitting in a tree," Jennifer sang, "K-I-S-S-I-N— mph!" She stopped as Aelita shoved a piece of banana in her mouth. Lucy and Emily giggled while Jennifer chewed, all the while staring at Aelita.

"What are you, ten?" Aelita huffed, shoving Jennifer in the shoulder.

"Seriously, when are you going to ask him on a date?" Lucy asked, stirring her mash potatoes with her fork.

"Come on you guys; you know Jeremy and I are just friends. Come off it." Aelita forced her tone to sound nonchalant as she took a bite of her banana.

"You're blushing," teased Emily in a sing-song voice.

"I am not," Aelita protested, feeling heat surge to her cheeks. "Ah... Well, I'm finished."

The pinkette got up and dumped her tray, going into the hall to get the books for her next class.

Jeez, my friends can sure be immature sometimes… Why can't they just leave me alone about Jeremy? They know we're just friends, even if it's not true… Wait, did I just say- er, think, that? What's wrong with me…?

Aelita unconsciously broke into a run.

You think he still has a crush on you?

Jennifer's words rang in her ears.

Does he?

Aelita turned the corner and bumped straight into something, a burst of pain exploding in her head. She fell to the ground, hearing a gasp of "Oh no!" Spots of black clouded her vision, threatening to push her into unconsciousness.

"Aelita, I'm so sorry!"

It was Jeremy's voice. Aelita moaned in response.

"Let me take you to the infirmary."

She blinked, noticing some books on the floor.

"I'm sorry… I turned the corner, but I was holding a bunch of books… You rammed straight into me," he explained, gently tugging on her shoulder. She turned over into a sitting position, putting a hand to her head as a dull throbbing started.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I wasn't watching where I was going."

"That's alright," Jeremy replied with a kind smile as he helped her up. Blood rushed to her head and she swayed, spots clouding her vision. There was suddenly a strong arm around her. The taller boy held her up.

"You should lean on me," he suggested.

"Um, thanks," Aelita said as she leaned on him, feeling her heart thud in her chest. She involuntarily blushed as they made their way to the infirmary.

"How's your head?" Jeremy asked as he seated himself in a corner of the room.

"A lot better," Aelita replied honestly as she shifted the icepack on her head. "It still hurts, though not as much." She had been diagnosed with a plain bruise, and thankfully, no concussion.

"Great... Again, I'm sorry about earlier..."

"No, that's okay... I should've been watching. It was my fault for bumping into you," she insisted. Jeremy smiled nervously.

"Okay... I wanted to ask you something, if that's alright...?"

"Of course."

Jeremy laced his fingers together, lips pressed in a tight line. "I was wondering if you might want to, uh-" he started, a blush rising on his cheeks, "see a movie tomorrow night?"

Remembering her training, Aelita smiled calmly on the outside while her thoughts buzzed around on the inside.

A date! He's asking me on a date...?

She shifted the icepack on her head again, butterflies churning her stomach.

"I'd lo-" Aelita was in the process of agreeing until she remembered what was supposed to happen tomorrow. It was the big night- the one she had planned for since her mother's death. Her heart sank, realizing she couldn't agree.

"I'm really sorry, but that... that day just isn't good for me. Maybe Saturday?" Aelita wondered, smiling apologetically. Jeremy's face lit up as fast as it had darkened.

"Yeah, that would... that would be great! I'll pick you up at six?"

"That sounds nice."

"It's a date, then...?" Jeremy sounded hesitant, as if he couldn't believe the fact that he had gotten a date with his dream girl. Aelita nodded with a smile, blushing slightly when she remembered the girls' teasing at lunch.

"Great," Jeremy beamed, trying not to show how excited he was. They bid each other goodbye as the bell rang, the nurse insisting that Aelita had to rest. She wasn't let out until before the very last period. The pinkette walked down the hall after gathering the books she needed from her locker, scurrying into class just before the bell.

"Where have you been?" whispered Jennifer out of the side of her mouth.

"I'll tell you later," Aelita whispered back as the teacher started to talk. The period seemed to drag on for hours and hours, though in reality, only fifty minutes.

The pinkette jumped up and hurried out the classroom as soon as class was dismissed. She sighed as Jennifer and the others caught up to her at the front of the school, hoping she could have made it away without the explanation. No such luck.

"So, why were you absent from class until now?" Lucy questioned.

"I was in the infirmary," Aelita replied as she pushed open the doors, weaving through the dense crowd of chatting students, all eager to get away from the school.

"The infirmary?" Jennifer asked in confusion. "Why were you in the infirmary?"

"I was running and sort of... hit my head." Aelita walked around a cluster of students, heading toward the bike rack where her black bike was waiting.

"How do you 'sort of hit your head' while you're running?" Emily asked. "Is there something you're not telling us?"

Sighing for the second time in as many minutes, Aelita leaned against the bike rack and recounted the story, from hitting her head and staying in the infirmary, all the way to the date. She blushed as the others started to grin.

"He does have a crush on you!" Jennifer exclaimed gleefully, smiling at Aelita. "It's a good thing he finally asked you out."

"When is it?" Emily asked. "Is he taking you to a movie?"

"He-" Aelita tried to answer, but was cut off.

"Is he bringing you to dinner?" Lucy asked, stepping closer.

"Ooh, that would be so romantic," Jennifer swooned, grinning and clasping her hands together.

"Nah," Emily said, waving a hand, "dinner is so old school. A serenade would be much more romantic."

"But he's just going to-" Aelita tried once again.

"But you know Jeremy can't sing!" Jennifer exclaimed. "They'll probably have dinner and talk about science stuff."

"I told you they would do dinner," Lucy stated triumphantly, grinning.

"You don't know that Jeremy can't sing," Emily huffed, hands on hips and frowning at Jennifer. "He might be able to."

"What about a Serenade?" Emily asked again. Jennifer folded her arms, narrowing her eyes.

"No, they'll go to dinner," she said.

"I never said-" Aelita started.

"He'll serenade her," Emily interrupted insistently.

"They'll go to dinner," Jennifer responded stubbornly, voice rising. Aelita just watched them go back and forth with a frustrated look on her face.

"Serenade!"

"Dinner!"

"A movie?" Lucy chimed in.

"Stay out of this!" the two girls snapped in unison, sending her a brief glance before returning their attention to each other.

"Serenade!" Emily said, now yelling. They were starting to attract some curious stares.

"Dinner," Jennifer said in a dangerously calm voice.

"I told you, he's going to serenade her."

"Dinner."

"Serenade," Emily countered stubbornly.

"You guys!" Aelita exploded. "Stop!"

Both girls stopped, turning their heads to look at her. "What?" Jennifer asked.

"You need to stop fighting. Besides, it's hardly a date." She blushed and looked at her feet. "We'll just be spending some time together, okay?" the pinkette asked. She turned around and undid the chain from the bike, then pulled it away from the rack.

"Okay," Emily frowned. Jennifer smiled.

"I know you'll have a great time either way. I'm really happy for you, Aelita."

Aelita smiled and swung a leg over the bike, blushing slightly. "Thanks. I'm really excited about it, too... and nervous."

Jennifer waved the hand, as if wiping the issue away. "That's normal. Anyways, Jeremy will probably be twice as nervous as you. It would be just like you two to be so nervous of each other that you don't notice the others nervousness," she said, letting out a small laugh.

Aelita forced a laugh, but it sounded fake and nervous. "Ah, I hope everything will be fine. See you guys later." Shifting her schoolbag to a more comfortable position, she put both of her hands on the handlebars and pedaled off.