**Kayli**

I've been laying in my bed feeling sorry for myself for over an hour now, when there's a knock on my door. I'm tempted to just leave it. I know it's not Sang, and she's the only person I want to talk to right now. The knock sounds again and I hide under the covers, maybe if I'm really quiet they'll go away. Who could it be anyway? I told the guys that I wanted this time to myself, time to reflect...time to wallow in self pity at what my life has become without my best friend. The knocking grew more insistent and I idly wondered why they didn't just call my phone.

"Alright already, hold your horses!" I shout at the offending door.

I shove the covers off of me and throw open the door, meeting the annoyingly cheerful face of my little nerdling.

"Looks like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed." He comments with a slight frown. "I bought breakfast."

I look down at the package in his hand, and back up to his puppy dog eyes. I could never say no to him. I leave the door open and walk back to my bed, plopping down in a very unlady like manner. Doesn't really matter, I'm not feeling much like a lady right now; more like a creature of the night, the dark skies forecasting my mood. He walks into the room, closing the door behind him and starts laying the food out on my desk.

"So we've got pancakes, waffles, eggs, bacon, sausages, and orange juice. What would you like?" He looks back at me with a small smile on his face.

"Waffles, eggs, bacon, and sausage." I tell him with a sigh.

Corey quickly fixes the two plates, bringing mine over with the syrup and going back for his, before taking a seat beside me. I pick at my food, and we eat in silence for a while. I appreciate him giving me this time to think. I'm sure he wants to say something. I'm really grateful to Corey right now. I'm pretty sure if he didn't bring me food, I would've let myself starve. Or dug through Sang's desk for something, giving her another thing to be mad at me about.

I sigh at the directions my thoughts take me and look at my now empty plate before looking over to Corey.

"Thanks for breakfast nerdling." I mumble.

"Don't thank me yet Kay. Get dressed." He tells me as he takes my plate from me.

I don't move as I watch him throw away the plates and then navigate my closet. He pulls out a pair of dark wash jeans and a light blue long sleeved t-shirt, with my converse.

"Did you shower last night?" He asks me.

"No." I mumble.

He goes back in my closet and comes out with my shower bag, my towel, and a matching black bra and panty set. Having Corey pick out my bra and panties feels kind of intimate. I mean I know he's saw me naked already, but still...boundaries, ya know? A blush forces itself upon my face at the thoughts of the other night. I can sooo not go there right now. Instead I just take the offered items in hand and stand from my bed.

"No time like the present eh?" He asks me as he takes a seat on Sangs bed.

"Why do I even need to get dressed?" I ask him, stopping right before I reach the door.

"It's a surprise, now come on, time's a wastin."

I roll my eyes at his sunny disposition, and make my way to the bathroom. I thoroughly wash everything, and shave what's needed, before drying off feeling a bit better then when I stepped in. I suppose pampering yourself does help to get rid of the negative thoughts. I quickly dry off and slip on the panties and bra that Corey chose. I blush when I realize he picked out a pair of black lace hip huggers and a black bra with lace covering the cups. Well, well, well, who would've thought my little nerdling liked black lace.

I cover myself with my towel and head back to my room. Corey is sitting at Sang's precious window seat doing something on his phone. I keep my towel on while I lotion my legs and put my socks and jeans on. There's something about the act of changing in front of a guy that's just way too intimate. I've slept in his bed, worn his clothes, and been kissed senseless by him, yet the simple act of changing in front of him is daunting. There is something seriously wrong with me, I should just remove the towel and let him see me right? Easier said than done. I keep the towel on as I pull my shirt over my head, and don't remove it until my boobs are covered. I stand up and go into my closet to put my towel in the hamper and see how full it's gotten. I'll have to do laundry sometime soon. 

Walking back into my room, I see Corey put his phone in his pocket. I sit on my bed and lace up my converse trying to figure out where he could be taking me.

"So where are we going?" I ask him as we walk out of my room. I made sure I grabbed my keys this time.

"Has anyone ever told you that patience is a virtue?"

"Well apparently it's a virtue that I don't possess."

"Never too late to start." He tells me with a shrug.

I lock up the room and we head downstairs, and into a black sedan that's parked on the sidewalk. We ride around in silence until we drive into the parking lot of a movie theater.

"You dragged me out of my comfy bed to watch a movie?" I ask him with a side eye.

"Yup." He says cheerfully, popping the "p".

"If you wanted to watch a movie so bad, why couldn't we just do it in my room?"

"Because you needed to get out of your room, and out of the depression you were trying to dig yourself into." He tells me seriously.

"I have every right to be depressed." I pout.

"Do you? Really?" He asks crossing his arms and looking at me. I sit quietly, not answering one way or the other. "To the best of my knowledge, from what I've seen and heard, Sang has every right to be mad at you and choose not to talk to you. You are her best friend, and come hell or high water, you were suppose to have her back, not make her second guess everything she's ever done or felt. How would you feel if Sang had just stormed into your room pissed off for no reason and took it out on you? And then to insult the only other people who have been there for you? Don't you think that would hurt? Imagine if the shoe were on the other foot Kayli. You'd want a moment away from whatever it is that had upset you, to get yourself together. To try and understand what happened. But most importantly, to try and figure out a way to move past it. You should be using this time as a way to make yourself better, not sink deeper into anger and bitterness. You're better than that Kayl, I know you are. So you messed up. You live and you learn, and you move past it. And hopefully, your friendship will be stronger because of it."

When Corey finishes his speech, I'm left dumbstruck. I never did try and think about it from Sang's perspective. I just wanted her to forgive me so bad, that I didn't think she'd mind me trying to make things better. But I should've known better. Sang's been alone most of her life. She'd need time away from whatever is irritating her so that she can bounce back like she normally does. Am I causing an unfortunate series of events that's pushing her further away? What if she can't just bounce back from this? What if I've pushed her too far? I look over at Corey, and see his eyes look hopeful, that I understand what he's trying to tell me.

He's right, in retrospect. You live and you learn. Everyone makes mistakes, we can only hope that we are strong enough to take the necessary steps required, in order to fix it. Even if those steps are to take a step back and give the situation time to breathe and dissipate. Corey's amazing, and I'm going to show him just how much. I reach across the center console and capture his lips in a passionate kiss. We didn't have much time for passion the other night, I plan on making it up to him. This kiss is sweet, much like him, unhurried, and I swear it's the stuff that dreams are made of. Kissing Corey is amazing. He's always there for me. My sweet little nerdling.