Connor walked outside and took a deep breath. Would the teasing never end?! Did no one understand that there was nothing going on between him and Michael? There was.... nothing.... between them. "Hey, are you okay?" The voice surprised him and he whipped around. His eyes softened upon seeing the rich brown ones staring up at him. By Michael's body language, he could tell the boy was clearly uncomfortable.

"I'm good," said Connor. He looked around. "Just needed some air." He glanced at Michael. "So you got something, huh?" Connor felt nervous saying that. He hoped Michael didn't know WHO it was from.

"That's good... yeah.. I did. It's from Anonymous though. I don't know who it is." Connor felt slightly relieved. "People keep talking about that day," he sighed. "I wish they wouldn't."

"I wish that too." Connor said. "Did you....also come out for air?" Michael nodded. He laughed slightly.

"Jeremy was teasing me about my Valentines gift. He kept asking who it was from, when I didn't know of course." Connor smiled, giving into the itch. "Jeremy was then like,'Hey! Maybe it came from him!' And I said probably not."

"Him?" Connor asked, curiously.

"My..." he blinked as if remembering something. "I-it's not i-important! The important thing is that Jeremy was teasing me." His cheeks had a red shimmer on them.

"Okay. Evan and Jared were teasing me too," he admitted. "I got something. I totally didn't expect it though. It was a f**king surprise." Connor let out a laugh. Michael blushed as if he'd been caught, but Connor didn't notice.

"O-oh really? That's cool!! Do....you know who it's from?" Connor shook his head.

"Nope."

"Oh," Michael said.

"So are you guys gonna come back in or not?" Jared's voice broke the moment, making both boys jump. Had he been watching them the entire time? Feeling his face burn, Connor stepped back into the classroom. He maneuvered towards his desk, where the rose was. He stared at it avoiding the gazes of the others. "Why did you leave the classroom anyway?" Jared asked, the smirk clear on his face.

"I needed air," he replied simply, rolling his eyes. Evan quietly watched the two. "And I know what you're gonna say, so drop it." He looked around. "Oh look, here comes Alana."

"What! Where?" Jared quickly looked around. When he saw that Connor was lying, he turned back around  looking mad. "Why did you do that?!" He furiously whispered.

"Doesn't feel so good when you're on the receiving end it now does it?" He said, as Jared glared.

"Yeah whatever." He said, storming away. Evan  looked between them, staying silent. Connor glanced over at Michael's desk. He was gently pushing Jeremy in Christine's direction. Connor could hear his voice.

"Go on, ask her acting advice."

"Michael stop, please."

"Jeremy. Just do it." Connor smiled to himself.

His eyes lingered on Michael as he left the class room. Michael didn't know who sent the Valentine, but Connor did.

He had.