December 15th, 2002

Calvin, Andre, and you were all sitting in Andre's loving room, watching Final Destination. The movie was good, a bit gruesome, but you didn't care. You knew the boys loved these types of movies.

Cal was in between you and Andre, you being on his right and Andre on his left. Cal glanced over at you, noticing your eyelids drooping and your posture is slightly slumped. "Hey," he spoke up, his voice gentle and sweet. "You seem tired."

He gave you a soft smile as he pulled you closer, letting you rest your head on his shoulder. He was always a sweetheart to you, and that's what you loved about him. Letting out a small hum, you let your eyes close, yet you didn't fall asleep.