Even though I was kissing Dallas, something that I had always wanted to do ever since before I could remember, I couldn't stop thinking about one thing. Something that had annoyed me for the past four years of my life. And it wasn't even a thing...

It was a person.

Why, even though I was making out with Dallas, was Jesse the only thing I could think about? It didn't make sense! I didn't want to think about him in the first place, let alone when I was kissing another boy! Seriously, what was my problem?

Why did Jesse have to invade my mind then? Any other time would have been better than this! I didn't want to think about Jesse while I was kissing Dallas!

"Why didn't you ever tell me that you liked me?" Dallas asked me when he pulled his lips away from mine, looking down at me. We were still on my bed, but it wasn't like we were doing anything absolutely serious like sleeping together or anything. Especially at the camp!

"Be--because," I stuttered, looking away from him as my cheeks turned pink. Why didn't any girl tell the guy that she liked that she liked them? Because it was embarrassing, and there was a huge chance that the guy didn't like her back... "I thought that you always just saw me as a kid sister or something, and you always had a girlfriend all the time..."

"I'm sorry, Jordan," he sighed, shaking his head as he continued to stare down at me. "I didn't even think of your feelings, did I? I never even thought that you could have liked me... I always thought that you just saw me as a brother..."

I leaned forward, kissing his lips before hugging him tightly. "I never thought of you as a brother," I whispered. "Maybe when I was really little, before I knew what liking a guy really was, but... You're not my brother. And I'm so glad that you aren't."

"This would be kind of creepy if I was your brother," Dallas informed me with a chuckle, causing me to laugh as well. It would have been creepy if I was his sister... But if I really was his sister, I was sure that I wouldn't have had feelings for him.

"I'm just glad that I'm with you now," I told him truthfully, now back to looking up at him again. "Even though I wished that what had happened at your prom didn't happen, I'm glad that you're here with me now. I really missed you, Dallas. I really did."

"I missed you, too, Jordy," Dallas told me, a small smile on his face. "I never meant to hurt you. I wasn't thinking, and I acted like a complete and total bastard. I couldn't be sorrier for it."

He reached over, stroking my cheek lightly. I smiled now, leaning into his touch. This was what I had always been waiting for, and I couldn't believe that it was actually happening. I never wanted this moment to end, but I knew that it was going to have to eventually.

He kissed me again then, and I didn't know how long we were kissing for, but I knew that it was a pretty long time. I didn't even care if I was keeping my friends waiting, and I didn't really care if they worried about me or not. But I was sure that they weren't going to worry about me, because I was sure they were thinking that what was happening with Dallas and me right then was what was happening.

Jesse was far from my mind as Dallas trailed kisses up and down my neck. I never wanted to let him go; it seemed like it was four years before, and nothing bad had happened between us. I always wanted this to happen, and now that it finally was, I couldn't have been happier.

But when the door burst open, all the happiness left my body. I expected that the person that would be standing there would be Jesse, but when I looked over, it definitely wasn't. The person that I saw was a grinning Chelsea Evans, who looked so excited I thought she might burst.

"Oh, my gosh!" she cried, a hand flying over her mouth. "I didn't think you two would go that far! What would you have done if I hadn't interrupted you?"

I knew she was teasing us, it was so very obvious that she was teasing us, but that didn't stop my cheeks from turning red. Why did my friends have to tease me about this kind of thing so much? There was no way that Dallas and I were going to have sex or anything... I wasn't ready for that at all.

"W--we wouldn't have gone that far!" I snapped, but I didn't think Chelsea was listening, because just as I finished speaking, she turned around and darted away. My eyes widened and I wiggled from under Dallas, running after her. I was pretty sure I knew what she was going to do.

Before either Chelsea or I could get to Cabin B, we were stopped when we saw Yolanda speaking to a boy that we didn't recognize, obviously from the camp and not from Cambridge. She looked terrified, and the boy almost did as well.

Chelsea and I only glanced at each other quickly before be both made our way over to where they were, which was only a few feet away. Making sure that they couldn't see us as we hid behind a tree, we kept quiet as we listened to what they were saying.

There was no way Yolanda would ever talk to a boy alone without any friends... What was going on?

"Um... I'm, uh, from your fifth period... Remember?" the boy asked her, sounding very unsure of himself. Yolanda almost squeaked as she nodded, obviously not knowing what to do. She was just so shy... Was she ever going to come out of her shell? But it sounded like this boy was as shy as her. "My name's Troy."

Yolanda twiddled her thumbs, staring down at the ground as she buckled her knees. I could tell that she had no idea what to say, but that didn't really surprise me. She continued to tug at her wavy blonde hair when she wasn't playing with her fingers as she said, "Um... h--hi, Troy."

"I--I was j--just wondering," Troy stuttered, biting his lip after he had done so. This Troy guy was actually kind of attractive, but he was obviously just as shy as Yolanda. What did he want? "I... I was just wondering if you... if you'd like to go out with me?"

Yolanda blinked, her mouth going into an "o" shape almost immediately. Sure, many boys had asked Yolanda out before, but now like this. Before, all the guys were players and weren't afraid. They knew what they were doing, what they were saying, and they weren't scared of asking her out. But Troy definitely was. He looked absolutely terrified, and I was sure he would be really hurt if she were to say no.

"O--o--okay," Yolanda stuttered almost uncontrollably, shaking slightly. "I w--would l--love to g--g--go out w--with y--you."

My jaw dropped, along with Chelsea's. We were definitely expecting Yolanda to tell him no. She hadn't ever had a boyfriend before! She was always way too scared to do anything... Even if she was beautiful, she hated talking to people that weren't her friends and was terrified of it at times.

If Emily wasn't as persistent as she was, Yolanda would have probably had no friends. Cindy and Molly were friends with Emily, and they became friends with Yolanda after Emily wouldn't stop bugging Yolanda about becoming friends with her back when they were in middle school.

When I looked at my right to say something to Chelsea, I blinked in surprise when I saw that she was gone. I looked behind me and my eyes widened when I saw that she was running toward Cabin B. I quickly started after her, but there was no way I was going to catch up to her in time.

"Guess what, guess what, guess what!" Chelsea cried as she busted the door to Cabin B open. I tried to run faster, desperately trying to catch up with her, but there was no way that I could. Even though Lexi was the fastest out of all of us, Chelsea came in a close second. Then AJ, and then me. I wasn't very athletic at all.

"What?" I could hear AJ ask, and before I could even get close to Chelsea, she began to squeal and tell them.

"Yolanda just got asked out on a date! And she said yes! But there's something even better than that! I went to Cabin C and what did I see? Dallas and Jordan! Making out! On the bed!" she blurted, sounding so excited it seemed like she was the one that had been making out with Dallas on the bed. Ugh, I wouldn't have really cared if she was telling Lexi and AJ, as long as we were in the privacy of our own cabin or something. But now she was practically screaming it to them not only in front of Jesse, but in front of five other strangers as well.

I barged in the second she finished speaking, and all eyes were on me. AJ and Lexi looked as excited as Chelsea did, and for some reason, Marnie turned her head so that she was now looking at Jesse. I really didn't know if I wanted to look at him or not, because I didn't know how he would react. The last time I had kissed Dallas, he had pushed me against a wall.

I looked over to see him leaning back in his desk chair, looking like he couldn't have cared less about what was happening. Marnie looked at him, frowning, and he gave her a look that I didn't understand. What was with that look? He was always giving it to her, and it seemed like the kind of look that told her to not say anything, or to just forget about it. What was the problem?

"Jesse...?" she asked, trailing off as she looked at her cousin. Jesse closed his eyes, shaking his head before opening them again. He was still giving her that look. I wanted to know what that look was so badly... What did it mean?

"Jordan!" Lexi suddenly called out, suddenly at my side as she clutched onto my arm. "It's what you've always wanted! Ever since you were little! Why don't you look excited? We're all excited!"

For some reason, I just couldn't take my eyes off Jesse. The look that he was giving Marnie just threw me off guard. I just wanted to know what it meant... But I wanted to look away from him even more.

"I... I am excited," I laughed nervously, brushing some of my hair behind my ear. "Of course I'm excited. How could I not be? I mean... it's Dallas."

"I know!" Lexi giggled, squeezing my arm tighter. "This is so exciting!"

"Are you sure that you're not in love with him?" AJ now asked, coming up beside Lexi. "Because you seemed so sure of it when you were younger!"

"I--I don't know," I stuttered, shaking my head. "I... really don't know."

Did I love Dallas? Was I in love with him? I didn't even know... But I was supposed to know, wasn't I? Yeah, I was! I should have known if I was in love with Dallas or not, but I had absolutely no idea whatsoever if I loved him. I liked him, definitely, but love? I wasn't sure.

I had told Lexi that I had loved him before, but that was back when I was a freshman, and when I was stupid and oblivious to everything. Now I was smart and aware, and I knew that I couldn't say that I loved someone when I didn't really know if I did.

"You told us that you loved him before," Lexi reminded me, giggling as she did so. "So you probably do still love him now! Aw, that's just so sweet!"

Jesse stood up from the chair abruptly, it screeching against the floor and falling backwards. I jumped at the sound, turning back toward him to see him stalking off toward the door, disappearing seconds later.

A look of worry was evident on Marnie's face, and she quickly made her way after her cousin, her shoes clicking against the ground as she ran past me. I only blinked, not moving or saying anything as she left the cabin after her cousin.

An awkward silence filled the room, and I knew that none of us knew what to say. Even though Rex seemed like the kind of person that was completely fine in these kinds of awkward situations, Seth and River absolutely did not. Seth shoved his hands in his pockets, and River only looked away. Delilah was silent as well. She must have not been good in awkward situations either. I definitely wasn't.

"So," Rex grinned, stepping closer to me. "Who's this Dally guy?"

"Dallas," I corrected, not even meaning to. I just didn't like people calling Dallas Dally because that was what Jesse would always call him ever since Dallas and I had met him. And I hated it whenever he would call him Dally because of how annoying it was.

"He likes to give nicknames," Delilah murmured, kneading her toes into the carpet slightly.

Rex looked back at his friend, still grinning. "Isn't that right, Deli Sandwich?"

I had to laugh at that. Deli Sandwich for a nickname? That was hilarious! Even though I had only known Rex for about an hour, he seemed like the most hilarious person I had ever met. He seemed really original, too, which I found amusing as well.

"And let's not forget about Rivy and Sethers!" Rex added, still smiling brightly.

Much to my surprise, Delilah burst out laughing. River and Seth scowled at the nicknames that Rex had given them, but I was surprised to see Delilah laughing so hard. The only thing that I had seen from her was her being shy and then terrified.

"Sethers?" she asked, looking at her brunette friend with tears in her eyes. "That's hilarious! I didn't know Rex called you that! I knew that you guys called River Rivy to annoy him, but not Sethers! That's hilarious!"

Seth only stared at her flatly. "Not really."

"Yeah, it is!"

I found myself smiling now, happy that Delilah was enjoying herself. I didn't want her to be miserable or anything, and it didn't seem like she was. Even River, Seth, and Rex seemed like they were having fun, which was a good thing as well. Even though they didn't seem like delinquents, they still were.

Suddenly, there was a bashing sound at the side of the cabin. We looked over to see nothing there, confusing all of us greatly, until I realized that whatever had done that could have been outside. But what the heck could be going on outside?

As the rest of the people brushed it off as nothing, I quickly excused myself to go investigate. Chelsea made a comment asking if Dallas was going to be wherever I was going, but I only ignored it and made my way to the side of the cabin as quickly as possible.

"It's alright, Jesse, it's alright!" I heard a familiar voice say, sounding as if she was trying to calm someone down. "It's alright!"

I came up around the corner, making sure to hide myself from their view. I could now see it was Marnie, her back to me as she faced Jesse, and my eyes widened when I saw that there was a dent in the cabin wall.

"It's not alright," Jesse said, shaking his head, which only caused his hair to fall in front of his eyes even more. If it was possible, and it didn't seem like it was, my eyes only went wider when I saw that his knuckles were scratched up and bleeding.

There was no way that...

Had Jesse... Had Jesse punched the wall?

Why would he do that?

"It's fine," Marnie said sternly. "It doesn't mean anything, Jesse. It doesn't mean anything."

"I love her," Jesse told her in a dark voice, almost shaking as he did so. "And you think that what happened means nothing? Are you blind?"

My eyes widened. Jesse... Jesse loved Yolanda?

When he told me that he loved her earlier, I thought that he had been joking because he went off and said that he loved me, laughing in my face afterwards. I didn't think that he actually serious... And now he was upset that she was going out with someone else! Marnie was right, it didn't mean anything!

Marnie shrugged, holding her hands up. "I don't know her, Jesse. You do. If you think it means something, then maybe it does. I wouldn't know. But let me tell you, I've done things with a lot of guys--oh, stop making that face, you knew I did--and it didn't mean anything. I was just upset because of what had happened with Seth, because I really loved him. Not the other guys, but him."

"I don't get what you see in that guy," Jesse scoffed, shaking his head. "The guy's a freaking criminal, and you go around with him like it's nothing!"

"He's a good guy, Jesse," Marnie snapped, her hands now on her hips. "He's a really good guy. He may seem tough and gruff on the outside, but he's really sweet and kind after you get to know him. He wasn't always like that; before what happened, he was nice to everyone. But after people started to treat him like he was a monster, he changed. He was mean to people that he wasn't close to. But he's really nice."

"You know what he's done! He's not a good person!" Jesse now shouted, even more pissed off. I remembered bow Jesse had told me that he only cared about two people--Marnie, and then I assumed he was going to say Yolanda. Jesse really did love and care for his cousin, and I knew that he didn't want her to get hurt.

"You wouldn't understand, Jesse!" Marnie cried out, shaking her head almost violently. This sure shut Jesse up, but he was obviously still angry. She was breathing kind of heavily now, along with Jesse, and I kept quiet as I continued to listen. "The only think you ever thing about is her! Just tell her how you feel already or she'll go off with that other guy! You love her, Jesse, I know you do! It's obvious you do! I'm surprised she hasn't figured it out already!"

"She isn't very bright," Jesse grumbled, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"Well, then I guess the only way for her to find out is for you to tell her," his cousin sighed, crossing her arms over her chest now. "You've done things in your past, Jesse, just like Seth has. I accepted him for who he was. I'm sure she'll accept you for who you are as well."

Jesse said nothing. But I couldn't help but wonder what he had done in the past. I thought I knew everything about Jesse Jacobsen! But what was this about?

"Seth's not the bad guy, Jesse," Marnie now whispered. "He's good. I was the bad one. You already know what I did."

Why couldn't I know about what they were talking about? Marnie was talking to him about Yolanda, but what did she mean about her being the bad one?

Jesse stayed silent, his hair still falling over his eyes as he stared at the ground.

"Seth's not the bad guy, Jesse..." Marnie repeated, looking down at the ground herself. "And I'm thankful for that. Seth takes care of everything for me... There aren't any bad guys in my life..."

Jesse looked up at his cousin now, a serious look that almost scared me on his face. "Yes there are."

Marnie looked up at him now, looking at him in confusion. "What? Who?"

That serious look didn't leave Jesse's face for a second. "Me."

He walked passed her then, leaving her stunned. She grabbed his arm before he could really walk away, and I could see that there were tears in her eyes. "Jesse, don't call yourself a bad guy!" she cried, shaking her head wildly before burying her face into his shoulder. "You're not a bad guy! Just because you had some problems in the past doesn't mean that you're a bad guy!"

Problems in his past? What kind of problems? I had known Jesse for four years, but I had no idea what these problems could have been. I thought that I knew him so well... But did I really know him as well as I thought that I did?

"Marnie, even though I've told you a lot..." Jesse started, shaking his head as he pushed his cousin away as gently as he could, "... You'll never be able to know everything. And neither can she. Because if she knew, there's no way she would be able to accept me."

He walked away, leaving her stunned once again. She didn't grab for him this time, but let him walk away from her. It took me a few seconds to realize that Jesse was walking in my direction, and I looked around quickly as I tried to find a way away from him.

Before he could come any closer to me though, he was stopped by a very annoying voice that cried out, "Jesse!"

I knew this voice too well. I had gotten used to hearing it every single day, but now it was so annoying it wasn't even funny.

"Hi, Aimee," Jesse said, though he still didn't sound happy or uncaring, like he usually did when he greeted someone. He still sounded pissed off, but I didn't think Aimee noticed, because she wrapped her arms around his arm. "Do you need something?"

"I can't just talk to you?" she giggled, looking up at him adoringly. "I love talking to you, Jesse!"

Jesse let out a small and quiet sigh, but Aimee didn't even seem to notice it. I sure did, but I didn't know what to think of it. Was it a way to show that he didn't want Aimee all over him? Or was he fine with it? He wasn't pushing her away or anything, but why wasn't he?

Whoa, wait. Hold on a second. I sound like a jealous girlfriend or something. I definitely wasn't jealous, and I wasn't even close to his girlfriend. I was his enemy, and that was it! We hated each other. We absolutely hated each other! We couldn't stand each other!

He loved Yolanda, and he might have even liked Aimee, not me! I had Dallas, and he was all that I needed! Jesse could have fallen off the face of the earth for all I cared, because I only wanted Dallas.

Dallas, Dallas, Dallas.

I started to think about what it would be like to marry Dallas. Would we have kids? I was sure that we would. How many? There was no way to tell... Would we be happy together? Definite--

Before I could finish my daydream with Dallas, it was suddenly invaded by Jesse. I was no longer standing in a church with my arm around Dallas's, but it was now Jesse standing there instead. I wasn't with Dallas as we were surrounded by our kids, but I was next to Jesse.

What the hell?

I stepped back, as if trying to step out of the fantasy, but I stepped on a twig in the process. It made a loud snapping sound, causing Aimee and Jesse to both look over in my direction.

Jesse's eyes widened slightly, but Aimee's simply narrowed. "What are you doing here?" she demanded, her grip on Jesse's arm tightening. "Don't you have better things to do then to spy on us?"

"I wasn't spying!" I defended, even though I kind of was. I wasn't spying on them, but I was spying on Jesse and Marnie. I wanted ever so much to tell her that Jesse didn't like her, but he loved Yolanda. But I couldn't let Jesse know that I knew yet.

"Where's Dallas?" Aimee asked, and then waved her hand in a sign of telling me to get lost. "Just go screw him or something. We all know you want to."

My eyes widened and my cheeks flushed, and I tried to think of a comeback. When I finally did, I let out a breath, ignoring Jesse's uncomfortable look on his face. "Just like you did with Bruce?"

Aimee glared at me, but then smiled smugly. "Yep. Just like I did with Bruce."

I stepped forward, getting ready to pull some hair. How could I have ever been friends with someone like this? Had she always acted this way? I couldn't remember it...

If she had loved Bruce, it would have been a different story. But she didn't love him. Now she was trying to go after Jesse.

"Now shoo," Aimee said, her nose in the air as she continue to wave me away. "Jesse and I have some important business together."

"He's not going to sleep with you," I snapped at her, not even meaning to do so. She raised her eyebrows at me, obviously not expecting me to say this. "He's not that kind of guy."

Honestly, I didn't know if he was that kind of guy or not. I spent the longest time thinking that I knew everything about Jesse Jacobsen, but I had come to realize that I didn't know very much at all.

"Well, that isn't up to you, now is it?" Aimee sneered, her eyes narrowing even more.

"Actually," I started, walking over to them and looping my arm around Jesse's free one, "it is. Because, guess what, Aimee. I'm his girlfriend."

Why was I doing this? I had no idea. I just didn't like the idea of Aimee with Jesse. Maybe because I didn't want to see him be used by her like she had done to Bruce, even though I hated Jesse. Maybe I just wanted to anger Aimee for what she did to my best friend.

That was it. I wanted to get Aimee angry and upset. And I believed that it was working.

"You are not," she snapped, pulling her arm away from him so she could look at me better. "You two hate each other."

I knew that, and so did Jesse. But feelings changed, didn't they? That was what Aimee was just going to have to think...

"Feelings change," I shrugged simply, holding onto Jesse even tighter.

"Not your guy's feelings," she snapped, her eyes narrowing once again. "You both despise each other! You used to tell me how much you wished he would just disappear!"

I squeezed his arm tighter. "Feelings change," I repeated.

"Prove it," Aimee demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. "Kiss. Now."

"Listen, Aimee--" Jesse started, until I grabbed onto the collar of his shirt, pulling him down and bringing his lips to mine. I was going to piss Aimee off so much that she was going to turn as red as her hair. It was time for some revenge!

And I loved revenge.

I wasn't expected Jesse to kiss me back, but when his arms wrapped around my waist and he pulled me closer to him, I didn't push or slap him away. When we finally pulled away from each other, Aimee was glaring at me so hard that I thought her eyes were going to fall out of her head or something.

"Fine," she snapped, turning away. She then turned her head back, smirking evilly. "But just you wait, Jordan Emery, I'm going to steal your man just like I stole Lexi's. You know me well enough to know that I'm the type of girl who always gets what she wants, and what I want right now? Jesse Jacobsen."

My eyebrows furrowed as I now glared at her, stepping in front of Jesse almost protectively. "And you know me well enough to know that I'm the type of girl that doesn't lose."

Aimee scoffed. "We'll see about that."

She walked off then, and I couldn't help but laugh a little when I saw her heals get stuck in the dirt a few times. I wished that the ground would just swallow her whole, then some of my problems would be gone. Seriously, how could I have been friends with her?

I turned back in Jesse's direction to see that he was gone, but I wasn't upset about it. I was planning on running away anyway, but he had already beat me to it.

Aimee then turned around, surprising me as she ran after Jesse, wherever he had went. She might have seen him leave, but I sure didn't. "Wait up, Jesse!" she called out with a bright smile, only causing me to roll my eyes.

Three words.

Get a freaking life!

Oh, wait. That's four.

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THE GIF THOUGH

Today is my first day of summer, and I have mixed feelings about it. :/

I cried so much yesterday. Not at the graduation ceremony (even though I got a horrible sunburn), but at the dance last night, I almost completely broke down.

One of my friends that I've been friends with since fourth grade was only crying because I wasn't going to the same high school as her. And that made me start crying, which made everyone else start crying. Even some of my guy friends.

I stayed up until one in the morning crying. I felt awful all day today.

Sorry for ranting... again. <3

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