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I just aced my driver's test. My license will be sent to me soon, but now I'm just happy that I can drive around. It's actually easier than I thought. I think I'll just give my Motorcycle to Jet, considering that I won't need it anymore.

Speaking of Jet, I ended up putting Mr. Reggie and everything else Jet gave me into a box in the garage. I actually feel pretty proud of myself for that. I realized that Jet really doesn't care that much about me anymore. He has a girlfriend now and things are different now. He's a popular and he doesn't have time for me. But I can't blame him, after all, he can't help it that he loves Sarin. I can't change how he feels and I certainly can't change what he wants.

So today's March is almost over. Ever since Valentine's day, nothing's really been the same between me and Blake. We haven't told anyone about the kiss. It's been really awkward because we've been sort of avoiding each other. Knowing how Ziv would react to this, we kept quiet about it and we try to act normal whenever Ziv's around.

My 18th birthday's next next week. I don't like birthdays for some odd reason. I don't really like getting gifts because in the end, you're going to end up disappointed somehow. Nothing's perfect, but everyone pictures birthday parties to be perfect for some reason. I don't even understand the purpose of birthday parties. But that's just me.

"Okay guys," Ziv started,"I gotta get home. My parents are having a family dinner with my mom's old friend." He stood up. "Bye." He gave me a hug and kissed my cheek.

"See you tomorrow man," Blake said, high-fiving Ziv.

Leaving my house, Ziv left the two of us alone. My dad was still at work and my mom was with him. They wouldn't be back home until late at night. Blake's dad wouldn't be home until even later my dad. So it would just a be the two of us for four more hours.

I stayed quiet, pretending to be interested in whatever was playing on the TV. We haven't been alone in the same room for over a month. We always had Ziv or someone else with us otherwise, we'd both make up a lame excuse to leave. I felt so awkward. I could see him staring at me out of the corner of my eye.

"We have to talk sometime," he said. His voice was soft and gentle.

"We've been talking," I fake scoffed, forcing a chuckling.

"You know what I mean," Blake said. "Ket, I really like you. You're killing me. I can't keep guessing if you feel the same about me, or if you still love Jet, or if you just want to be alone. I love you. Knowing that you might still like Jet hurts me. I can't stand this. Please, just tell me," he paused,"do you like me?"

I stayed silent for a while.

He sighed and sank back in the couch.

"I love you," I said after about a minute. "I really love you. I have no feelings for Jet anymore." I saw a grin creep onto his face. "But I think it's be awkward if we dated. We're friends and I don't know how Ziv would think about it. He'd feel like a third wheel and he's our best friend. I'm just really confused."

He stood up and walked over to the couch I was on. He sat down next to me and wrapped an arm around my shoulder.

"I love you too," he said. "I get it. It'd just be weird Ziv, but we don't have to tell him. Can't we just keep it a secret? 'Cause, I love you, Ket, and I don't wanna just stay friends with you forever. I want something more."

"Ok," I said. "I want something more too. So let's just keep this a secret." I said, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Ok," he said, putting his head on top of mine.

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