I slammed my locker as James came over. “What’s that?â€? He pointed to the note.

“Nothing.â€? I chucked it into a trashcan and we started down the hall silently. It was beginning to appear that we had nothing in common but kissing. “So what’s new with you today?â€? I asked him. I didn’t like the silence; it was letting me think about Stephen.

“Huh? Oh, um nothing really. So who was the note from?â€? His voice was serious, his eyes sparkling, and yet there was the smirk.

“First you have to tell me what’s so funny.â€? I ordered.

“What are you talking about? I always look like this.â€?

“That’s the thing. It always seems that you know something funny that I don’t.â€? I turned my head so he couldn’t see my cheeks reddening.

“Babe, do you really think I wouldn’t tell you something?â€? I didn’t answer. “Well then again, I guess you don’t know that much about me so…â€?

“So…what?â€?

“I guess we could talk.â€?

“You mean talk or…â€?

“I mean talk. How about at lunch today? I’ve got a secret place.â€?

“Sure.â€?