Colten and you were sitting on his bed. You were doing homework and he was spinning a football on his finger. Both of your parents were gone for a while doing there own things and it was boring so you came over.

He had noticed you're sad expression and how you were all moopy. He glanced at you as you worked. Smiling slightly he put the football down.

Truth was he did like you... a lot. He just didn't show it out of fear of rejection but he would if he was brave enough.

"Alright. Spill." He said turned too you. "What's got you all sad?" He scooted closer. He knew it was probably something like how math sucked or how you were completely single and home coming was coming up and you didn't have a date and you didn't know how to even kiss.