Two teens sat slumped in their chairs, staring into space. The clock hung above the door with its second hand ticking loudly. Outside the room, the lights flickered off.

A loud sigh came from the frustrated girl as she slammed her hand on the table. The boy sitting across from her jumped, hitting his knee on the bottom of the table. "I'm awake!" he proclaimed loudly.

The girl rolled her eyes, smiling to herself. "Did you dream up any ideas?"

"I wish," he muttered, rubbing his eyes. "Why are we here again?"

"Well, someone volunteered us to work on the introduction for the show." She raised an eyebrow at him. He grinned sheepishly and started to tap the top of the table.

"Sorry about that, 'Manda."

"It's okay," she replied, waving it off. The pair sat in silence, both staring at their papers as if an idea would appear. The boy kept on tapping the table, the tempo getting quicker and quicker. "Argh!" the girl cried, slamming her hands against the table. "Would you stop that tapping?"

A guilty look crossed his face as he pulled his hands away from the table. "Sorry. Did you think of any ideas?"

She crossed her arms over her chest. "I couldn't because you were tapping the table," Amanda accused. She spun around in her chair, her back facing him.

"Drama queen," he mumbled, loud enough for her to hear.

"Thank you very much, Collin," she replied pointedly.

"Your welcome." The boy sat staring at her, his eyes willing her to turn back around. "What will get you to turn back around and talk?" Collin asked when the eyes trick didn't work.

But she just shrugged her shoulders and refused to face him. What he didn't see was the large grin on her face.

"Chocolate?" For a moment, she almost nodded by changed her mind. "Your favorite candy?" She shook her head. "Um, a kiss?" With that answer, she spun back around to see him staring at her.

"Really?" she asked, not fully believing him.

"Really," he answered, nodding. They both sat there, both waiting for the other.

"Well?" she asked impatiently. With a serious look on his face, he leaned over the table and set a kiss on the edge of the table before her. She looked down her nose at the table. "A Hershey's Kiss?" Amanda asked faintly, picking it up.

"Yep!" he answered, leaning back in his chair and putting his hands behind his head. She held it in her hand before promptly turning back around. "Ah, c'mon Amanda. It was just a joke."

She just shook her head and didn't spin back around.

"Did you really think I'd give you a real kiss?" It was a moment before Amanda nodded her head. Collin sighed and set his arms on the table, crossing them. "I'm sorry, 'Manda."

But she just sat there, not willing to turn back around anytime soon. He reached over the table and gently tugged on her thick brown hair. Her hand swatted his away and she scooted her chair away from the table.

"Amanda, I said I was sorry," he pleaded, quietly standing up.

"You're NOT forgiven," she said dramatically. As she spoke, Collin stealthily walked up behind her chair. Without warning, he spun her chair around to face him. She yelped in surprise and soon saw Collin stooping down her level.

"I have an idea," was the first thing he said before she had a chance to speak.

Amanda shut her mouth, but opened it again to speak. "What's your idea?" she asked, trying to conceal her excitement.

"Oh, I don't know," he said teasingly, standing up.

"Tell me," she demanded.

"Am I forgiven?"

"Yes!" Amanda answered quickly.

Collin grinned and crossed his arms over his chest. "I am going to ask you out."

She just stared back at him. "What?"

"I, Collin, am going to ask you, Amanda, out."

"As a joke?" she asked faintly.

He nodded. "Yep. Aren't I a genius?"

"You sure are," Amanda said in the same tone.


"You ready, Amanda?" he asked as they stood in front of the green screen the next week.

"Yes," Amanda answered evenly, not looking into his eyes. She watched as other WCTV members set up and adjusted the camera in front of them.

"Look at me," Collin said. "Amanda, look at me." She turned her head back towards him but managed to avoid his gaze. He sighed. "Do you remember everything?"

She nodded glumly. "You know, we don't have to do this if you don't want to." Even Collin sounded as nervous as Amanda felt.

"You two ready?" a boy with blonde hair asked.

"Yeah," Amanda replied quickly, trying to show Collin she could go through with his genius of a idea. She sat down on the bench as Collin walked away, a weird look on his face.

"3…2…" the camera man said, and held up a one before pointing at her.

Amanda sighed and leaned into the back of the bench to wait for him. Not even five seconds later, he strolled in and plopped down next to her. "Hey, 'Manda," he said nonchalantly.

"Oh, hey Collin," she replied, her tone more cheerful than it had minutes before.

"So…" Collin began before trailing off.

"So what?" she asked turning to face him.

"Oh, nothing important," he answered, deliberately not looking at her.

"C'mon, Collin. Tell me!" she pleaded. Collin turned to face her, his brown eyes searching hers.

"Do you really want to know?"


"Okay," he said, tearing his eyes from hers. They sat in silence for a few seconds.

"Just tell me already!" Amanda half screamed, half spoke.

After a few more seconds, Collin turned to face her again. "Amanda Pignato, will you be my girlfriend?"

A soft gasp escaped her lips, but she quickly regained her composure. "Yes," she answered softly.

But what happened next was not part of the script. After a true genuine smile broke out on her face, Collin leaned forward and kissed her without even thinking.

Amanda stiffened in surprise before slowly relaxing. The camera man stared in awe as well as the few other working the equipment in the back room. Just a few seconds later, Mr. Wolpers, the assistant principal, walked into the studio.

A shocked look appeared on his face before he leapt into action. "Hey! Break it up!" he almost shouted. Both Amanda and Collin pulled way, their faces burning with embarrassment. "There is NO kissing in this studio!"

"But Mr. Wolpers! This is a segment for the show!" the cameraman protested.

Amanda and Collin just looked at each other, ignoring the argument Mr. Wolpers was trying to create.