All this time, I knew it was true. Ever since the time I played guitar, and went over to meet Cass. Amber had been saying something was going on between the two of the, and thank goodness she had denied it. I had a chance.

Then when Max-Ernest thought we were dating, I was almost about to say I wish. But I would've scared off my new friends. I slowly became their friend, and then it was too late to tell Cass. I knew, now, it would just ruin the friendship I worked so hard to gain. I could be protective at least. I knew not to be jealous of Max-Ernest though, there was no reason to worry. It was all okay.

I tried to ignore it, and I don't think anybody noticed, that is until we visited the museum. I was pretty sure Max-Ernest was catching on. I couldn't help it, though. I really couldn't. I saw the ring on her finger. It would've been okay if he had given her the ring, then he would know it was just a friend giving it to a friend. But, alas, he hadn't given her the ring! My jealousy was written all over my face. It was a good thing Cass wasn't nearby, for she would've realized right away. Max-Ernest's joke about marrying her made me fake laugh, and think, as I did that one day, I wish. I just laughed it off.

One day I was texting them both, and I decided I should Max- Ernest how much I like Cass. I wasn't quite sure what his reaction would be, but it was killing me. I needed to tell someone. At first, he thought I was telling a joke. Then he told me, that I had to tell her! With your luck, he said, she probably likes you back! I quickly argued that we're just friends, she would never. And I wouldn't tell her unless she liked me back. Max-Ernest sent back a " :(, and said I always thought you weren't wimpy like that!" I said no, and don't you dare tell her either! Max-Ernest agreed, but we talked about ways of finding out who she liked. Not that we were going to try them out. Knowing Cass, she probably didn't think about Boys, just yet. OR if she did, she would never tell!

Then, Cass decided to steal the finger back. We were all ready, but Cass. She was taking forever! Finally, she walked out. She was wearing a gorgeous dress, with pink lipstick. And all I could do was call it NICE! Max-Ernest said it too, but I'm pretty sure he was mocking me. I mean, he knew I liked her, and just said she looked nice. It was pathetic. Even Max-Ernest knew it was pathetic, and he's Max-Ernest.

When we arrived in Las Vegas, I was just thinking about how close I was to Cass. I blushed, and then was very happy Cass and Max-Ernest couldn't see me. It was pretty hard to keep his secret here. First, going to the pawn shop, and the guy thinking one of them was getting married! Max-Ernest was just like NEITHER! I said we're not here for that, at least neither of them noticed. At least, Cass didn't. She did seem a bit offended by our comments though, and I wanted to tell her that it was because we were too young. One day, I hope we do get married. But that would be totally embarrassing. Max-Ernest heard the comment, because he smirked at me, and mouthed oh you wish. I was childish about it and stuck my tongue out.

Then, Cass got her nails done. When we found her she seemed embarrassed. I knew not to make fun of her, she would surely beat us up. She was pretty tough. Well, she was pretty, and sort of tough. The lady told us to call her " Your Royal Hotness."

I couldn't stop laughing after that. I mean sure, Max-Ernest was laughing harder than me, but that was only because I had called her that, and he knew. I waved him off. I decided not to call her that anymore, I mean she punched Max-Ernest. I don't want to be on her bad side!

Then, at graduation, I sat right next to her. It was awesome. We had turned to smile at each other, Max-Ernest was doing great! When I turned back, I felt a jolt, and saw that out pinkies was interlocked. I didn't want to pull away, but I wasn't sure about Cass. We pulled away from each other. I asked her if she was still wearing the ring, that would explain the jolt. But she told me no. I was about to say I felt a jolt, but then she might feel weird, so I told her never mind. Then, I heard a shout about being quiet "lovebirds." Neither could look at each other nor think of a comeback. I wonder if her face is as red as mine.

And that's where I am now, trying to figure out everything about Cass. I wonder if I can think of a plan to make her like me. Or find out who she likes. Or even better, find out she likes me, and then ask her out. It could happen!