"But Dina I don't understand," Deuce said, shaking his head and staring at Dina with a look she hoped she'd never see on his face. She sighed and shrugged.

"I hate to do this but, it has to be done."

"But-"

"I see the way you look at her." Dina said, tearing up. "You've never´ looked at me like that." Her voice cracked, but she continued. "It's obvious that you're not into this, into us, anymore, and I'm not going to hold you back any longer." Deuce remained silent. Dina didn't even know if she wanted him to speak. She was having a hard enough time not crying already. Eventually his shoulders dropped and he sighed.

"I'm sorry Dina. I really am."

"Don't be." she said, putting a hand on his shoulder. "The heart wants what the heart wants." Deuce looked down at the ground, then looked back into Dina's eyes with a sad smile upon his lips.

"Yeah, I guess you're right," he said.

"Aren't I always?" Dina joked while a tear ran down her face. She wiped it away quickly, then removed her hand and turned away and took a few steps. She stopped and turned around. There was one more thing she needed to know.

"How long have you loved her?" she asked, her eyes full of tears. Deuce shrugged. "No, I need to know."

"About a year," came his reply. Dina's mouth formed a thin, hard line.

"Then why did you stay with me when you knew you wanted her?" she asked, her voice pleading, "Why didn't you just break up with me as soon as you knew you loved her. Why would you do this to me?"

"I didn't want to hurt you." Deuce said, staring directly into her eyes. Dina's eyebrows furrowed together and her mouth turned into a frown.

"Oh yeah? Well how'd that work out for ya?" Deuce sighed and rubbed the back of his neck.

"I never meant for things to get like this." He paused. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah well, so am I."

Dina turned on her heel and walked away.

Dina slowly made her way to the front of the school after she retrieved her bookbag from her locker. The last bell of the day had rung about five minutes ago, and the hallways were already empty. Dina walked by herself, which was something she hadn't gotten used to yet. She eventually made her way outside and sat down on the first bench she got to.

Since Deuce didn't walk her home anymore her aunt Debbie got her from school. She didn't mind, except for the fact that she had to see Rocky and Deuce exit the building together and disappear down the street.

Rocky and Deuce exited the front of the school, with their arms linked together. Deuce told a joke, and Rocky tried and failed to cover her smile with her hand. Dina knew she should've just ignored them like she usually did, but for some reason she couldn't take her eyes off of the two. Deuce seemed to be acting even more awkward than usual. That could only mean one thing.

Today was the day. The day that Dina's already broken heart would become shattered. The day that Deuce would finally make his move. The day that so many people had been waiting for, and that one certain girl was dreading.

"So uh, Rocky. Can I ask you something?" she heard Deuce say.

"Sure Deuce. You know you can ask me anything."

"Right." Deuce looked around the area, not seeing Dina, then grabbed Rocky's hand and sat down on the closest bench. Rocky sat beside him, placing her other hand on top of his. "Okay. I just wanted to know… what you think of me." Rocky seemed thoroughly confused.

"What do you mean?"

"What do you think of me?" Deuce repeated, his gaze intense. Rocky bit her lip and thought for a moment, then took in a breath and began.

"Well, I think you're a really cool guy. You always know how to make me laugh and cheer me up, no matter how horrible a mood I'm in. You're always willing to help me out and you never expect anything in return. You're there when I'm happy and you're there when I'm sad. But most of all, you make me feel important, like I truly mean something to you. That's something I haven't felt before." Deuce gave her a half smile, then looked down and placed his one free hand on top of hers. Now their hands were stacked on top of each other's.

"What do you think of me?" Rock asked, out of the blue. Deuce smiled, it was obvious he'd wanted her to ask that very question. He'd probably been practicing his answer in the mirror for the past week.
"Well," Deuce began, "I think you're nice, smart, and an amazing dancer. When I'm with you I'm never bored. I could an entire day with you and it would only feel like five minutes because time flies when I'm around you." He licked his lips and hesitated to continue. "I, I also think that you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Your smile brightens my entire day. You're the first thing I think about when I wake up and the last thing I think about when I go to sleep. Don't get freaked out here or anything but sometimes I even dream about you." Rocky laughed and looked down. "I love everything about you Rocky, and I love you."

Rocky's head snapped up and she stared at him with eyes as big as golf balls.

"Wha- What did you just say?" Deuce smiled at her and shrugged.

"I said I'm in love with you Rocky. I'm not sure when or how, but all I know is that right now, I am completely head over heels in love with you Roquelle Blue, and I hope you feel the same way." Rocky didn't say anything. "So, do you?"

The next thing Dina knew, Rocky had her arms around Deuce's neck and her lips were pressed against his. Deuce's arms snaked around Rocky's waist and pulled her closer. Dina looked away. Her heart couldn't take any more.

Luckily for her, her aunt Debbie's car pulled up at the curb. Dina grabbed her things as quickly as she could, then ran to the car and climbed inside.

"What's the rush kiddo? You act like you got a pack of hyenas chasing after you or something." her aunt said, laughing. Dina looked out the window to where Deuce and Rocky had been. They weren't sitting on the bench any more. Now they were walking down the street, hand in hand, laughing at nothing.

"I wish," Dina said, wiping a tear from her eye.

Dina stood alone at her locker gathering her things for her next class. She had gotten used to walking by herself to class and carrying her own books again. It had been two weeks since she'd talked to him. Two weeks since their breakup. It had also been two days since Deuce admitted his feelings towards Rocky, and she admitted hers for him. Two days since that kiss scene that belonged in a romance movie. The entire scene played back in her mind, like she was watching it happen all over again.

Dina glanced down the hallway where she knew they'd be appearing shortly. Soon enough, Deuce and Rocky appeared around the corner together, laughing it up and having a ball. Dina looked down at their hands, and at their intertwined fingers. The two of them passed by Dina without a second glance. Dina noticed that Deuce had a few extra books tucked under his arm, and that Rocky's hands were completely book-free. She remembered when it was her who held his hand while he held her books. Now it was Rocky who had taken her place. Dina closed her locker quietly and began walking the other way.

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